[Comprehensive British and American] A vixen has no conscience

Everything happened so suddenly, last second Strange was discussing a case that interested him with his assistant, he could even imagine how many people would be stunned and exclaimed after he cured that patient And the voice of shame.That really turned him on!However, in the next second, just as he was watching the light film sent by Jerry, and was about to sort out his thoughts and think about the treatment, his car had already rushed towards the truck in front at an irreversible speed.

Bang!

Sparks exploded, and the car spun around and over the fence and rolled down the hill.The huge shock directly shattered the window glass of the car, and countless sharp fragments flew straight over, mercilessly embedded in the flesh and nerves.Strange didn't have time to think about it, subconsciously let go of the steering wheel and jumped on the little fox beside him.

The little fox who woke up from the violent shock saw darkness in front of her eyes, and the man's long body completely covered her, protecting her tightly.She could feel the car rolling, and it was rolling faster and faster, obviously rolling downhill from a high place.

The little fox quickly propped up a small barrier to cover the two of them to prevent possible explosions and fires: "Stephen? Stephen!" She reached out and hugged his body to prevent him from falling out of the barrier when he rolled, but when the little fox When the back of the fox's hand blocked his back, the warmth and stickiness of the tentacles made her thump in her heart: "Stephen! Stephen!"

thump!The car plunged into the water, and the cold river water poured into the car through the broken window in an instant.The current demon power is not enough to take care of the other little foxes while supporting the barrier, so he can only remove the barrier, fill his limbs with the remaining power, and the person who hugged him got out from the car window.

"Huh!" Dragging a fainted man in the water is too exhausting, the little fox is thankful that he still has some demon power, otherwise the two of them would definitely drown.

"Stephen, wake up!" The little fox looked at Strange, who was covered in blood, and checked his breath nervously. He was weak, and his body's vital signs were gradually losing.She quickly sent the demon power into his body to protect his breath, turned her head and shouted for help: "Help! Is there anyone? Come here! Someone here is injured!"

The girl's anxious cry for help was loud and hoarse.

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"Multiple fractures in the body, comminuted trauma to both hands, contusion of soft tissues, torn muscles, severe nerve damage." The doctor was so rational that a somewhat cold voice appeared with a little regret: "Nerve damage missed the best time for treatment, his hand. ..”

What's the meaning?Does it mean that Stephen's hand can't be healed?The little fox, who was hiding incognito, heard Dr. West's words, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.How can this work!He is a surgeon, he has to rely on his hands to eat!

"Prepare stainless steel nails for implantation, link key, fixator ready!"

The little fox watched a bunch of doctors and nurses in white coats busy, implanting the scary-looking steel nails into his fingers, almost turning his hands into mechanical hands.

This look...he definitely can't accept it.

The little fox was right, Strange couldn't accept the way he was now.

"Haha, look at my hands..." The man's eyes were red, bitter, self-mockery and anger filled those painful eyes.

How arrogant and arrogant he was once, how painful and embarrassing he is now.He used to hold a scalpel to control people's life and death.He can display his expertise at will and laugh at the ignorance of others.But now... Hehe, they are all laughing at him, they must be laughing at him!They would gloat and say: Look, this is the once defiant Doctor Strange haha!

"Aren't you happy that I've become like this, are you happy!" Strange could hardly control himself from falling into that infinite horror imagining, in a trance, he even saw those people standing in front of him, wanton Laughing at his embarrassment at the moment.

"Stephen, calm down!" Palmer didn't know how to comfort her broken old friend at the moment, she could only keep saying dry words to him: "It will be fine, everything will be fine."

"Look at the retainer! You've ruined my hand! Quack!"

"They've done everything they can," Palmer said sincerely.

"I can do better!"

"Stephen..." Palmer looked at Strange like this, feeling very sad.

"Get out." Strange, who had yelled, suddenly fell silent. He closed his eyes weakly, and expelled with a hoarse voice.

Palmer and West looked at each other, and wanted to say something more: "We—"

"Get out!" Strange started yelling again.

"Okay..." Palmer knew he couldn't be stimulated anymore, so he nodded cooperatively.

Click!

As the ward door opened and closed, hands gradually appeared on Strange's shoulders.From fingers to palms, then to wrists and arms, and finally to the body.

Stephen... The little fox frowned and looked at Strange, who was in a state of depression. He opened his mouth, but finally chose not to make a sound.

She was even worse at comforting people than Palmer, facing Strange like this, she didn't know what to say to make him feel better.Perhaps it was best for her not to speak.

The little fox pursed her lips, kissed him lightly on the corner of his lips, and then leaned sideways on his shoulder, becoming a silent companion.

His closed eyes and eyelashes trembled slightly, the man slightly opened his eyes and glanced at the petite girl who was leaning on him, and finally closed his eyes again without doing anything.

Yes, don't comfort him, don't pity him, don't be wary of him.He didn't need that ridiculous pity, didn't need it, didn't need it now!

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Under the effective treatment of doctors, Strange gradually recovered his health.Except for his hands, though.For his severely damaged hand, not only the doctors in the hospital, but even the experts who are almost as famous as him have no treatment.

"Strange, it's really not possible." In the computer, Etienne, a doctor of neurology, rejected Strange's request with a look of regret: "I'm not even [-]% sure."

When the other party's words fell into Strange's ears, it automatically became that his hands had no chance of recovering even one percent.

"Etienne, you can't do it without even trying!" Strange couldn't help raising his voice.

"I'm really sorry, I can't joke about my future." Etienne extended his hand apologetically and hung up the video call.

"Nono! Etienne!" Strange watched the blacked out screen collapse and angrily hammered the table.

Snapped!A soft palm suddenly inserted in halfway, wrapping around Strange's trembling hand.

The man paused, looking down at the pair of white, tender and flawless hands, which half-wrapped his fist firmly, in stark contrast to his crazily trembling useless hands.

"Let go!" Strange shook off the little fox sensitively.

"Stephen..."

"No! Don't talk!" Strange stopped immediately: "Don't talk about ridiculous truths, I've heard enough of those disgusting words. You don't understand anything at all!"

"Would it be right for me to just watch you degenerate!" The little fox widened his eyes.

"So! You want to tell me to accept the reality with the posture of a high and holy saint, my hand is already useless, I am no longer Doctor Strange, I want to smile and welcome the life of a useless person in the future!" Like a hedgehog, Lan Qi attacked everyone who tried to get close to him indiscriminately: "You just stand and talk without back pain! You have a pair of intact hands, and you can do whatever you want!"

The more proud people are, the more sensitive they are in their hearts, and the little fox really understands it.Since Strange's hand was injured, he has received a very big blow, sensitive and suspicious, self-esteem and low self-esteem.A look or a smile from others will be interpreted by him as a mockery of him, and the kind comfort of a friend will also be mocked as the heart of Mary by him.Palmer, the only friend he had a good relationship with before, was so mad at him.

"I didn't say I want you to give up healing your hand, I just want you to calm down!" The little fox said loudly: "Look at what you are now!"

"Don't you know why I became like this!" Strange stood at the farthest distance, the chain between the two of them stretched to the extreme: "We also had a car accident, because you are fine, you are intact, That's why you can stand here and accuse me of going crazy because of being disabled!"

In the empty room, countless documents and materials were scattered all over the place.A man and a woman stood at the farthest place and looked at each other, the atmosphere gradually cooled down.

The girl lowered her eyes slightly, half covering her jewel-like eyes.She bit her lower lip, and her voice became a little low and sad: "So, you want me to be hurt like you, so that you feel comfortable in your heart, don't you? You protected me at the beginning, but now you regret it?"

Strange, who gradually calmed down, turned sideways, his eyes downcast and his lips tightly pressed.

"I see." The little fox raised her head suddenly, and she raised her good left hand: "As long as it reaches your level, it's fine." She clenched her five fingers into a fist, and the hard fingertips directly pierced into the palm of her hand.

"No!" Strange turned his head to see the little fox's movement, and rushed over to grab her wrist: "Let go, let go of your fingers!" With trembling hands, he broke off the girl's tightly gripped fingers.

The little fox looked up into Strange's eyes: "Didn't you just say..."

Strange hugged the little fox tightly into his arms: "I'm sorry." He lowered his head and buried in her hair, the faint fragrance wafted into his sense of smell, making his eyes slightly warm: "I'm sorry." He was a little incoherent: "I can't help myself...I don't know what's wrong, I shouldn't have said something like that. I'm sorry..I'm sorry."

The little fox sighed slightly, raised her arms and hugged him back: "I don't want to forgive you." She spoke with a little cry.

Strange held the little fox's arm tightly, and his hoarse voice repeated endlessly: "I'm sorry."

The little fox hugged the man's waist and raised his head, his red eyes looked at him with grievances: "Then will you change it in the future?"

"Change." Strange replied without hesitation. He gently wiped away the teardrops from the corner of the girl's eyes with one hand and his thumb trembling slightly: "Don't cry, I will change it."

"En..." the little fox groaned, "Then...then you have to kiss me again."

Speechless for a long time, Strange hasn't felt this way for a long time since he went crazy.He closed his eyes helplessly and sighed: "At this time, it's not appropriate to make this request."

"Why is it inappropriate?" The little fox pouted dissatisfied.

"I'm sad and decadent now." Strange said.

"I will change it if I agree, and I won't be decadent anymore." The little fox stared.

"It will take time, so it's fine." Do you think he is so heartless?

"No matter." The little fox grabbed the man's shoulder and weighed his feet: "If you don't kiss me, I'll cry for you." She blinked her watery eyes, as if she was about to cry.

"..." Strange said solemnly, "Then cry."

"Ahhh!" The little fox yelled dissatisfiedly: "Bad Stephen!"

"Pfft!" Strange couldn't help but chuckled as he looked at the girl whose cheeks were bulging into buns.He gently lifted her chin with his fingers, and kissed her lips with a smile: "Yes, I am a crazy bad guy."