The collaboration between Harry Osborne's Centre for Regenerative Medicine and Tuvalu has taken the beauty world by storm even more. Because they announced that the new drugs that will be put into experimental production are drugs that can help people rebuild their immune systems.

Compared to getting thinner and becoming beautiful, these external things. Humans are more concerned about how long they can live. This is especially true for patients with stage III cancer and advanced AIDS. Countless people seek medical treatment for this disease.

At the entrance of the cancer hospital, there are always some "masters" who peddle ancestral secret recipes, and there are also various "masters" with qigong who always advertise that they have various methods for treating diseases.

This kind of pharmaceutical crooks, especially those who want to squeeze the last penny of money from the dying people, should be considered the most hateful group of people in the world.

And this kind of people are found in all countries of the world, and they can pull out all kinds of big lies for money. Give the patients all kinds of hopes, and finally push these patients who put their last hope on them step by step into hell.

These people don't feel the slightest bit guilty about what they've done. In China, there are "qigong masters" who seek "well-being" for the majority of patients. In the United States, there are also various "witch doctors" derived from the Mayan civilization and Indian mythology, who can psychically manifest themselves to heal themselves from various terminal diseases.

Somewhere in Arizona, for example, a witch doctor named Majima is demonstrating his powers.

In a closed room, steam fills the air. Majima, dressed as a Mayan sorcerer, was sitting upright on the platform, twisting his body and muttering the words, "O gods from ancient times, listen to me......"

At first, he was still reciting some normal words, but the further he went, the more strange his tone became. It's as if the witch doctor and the gods are psychic.

And throughout the enclosed room, the steam diffuses at a very high temperature. Many cancer patients endured the heat and listened to Majima's prayers. Most of them are stage 3 cancer patients, basically people who have little hope of being cured in the hospital but do not want to die.

Some people don't want to die, and some people just don't want to die for the sake of their families. In desperation, they spent tens of thousands of dollars to participate in this so-called Mayan psychic session.

The whole course of treatment lasted for seven days, and there were many inhuman tortures for the patients during the process. For example, such a sauna is one of the things now. Let the third-stage cancer patients stay in the sauna and endure the heat, and I don't know which pervert came up with it.

And in this course it is clearly written that the entire seven-day course of treatment needs to be completed for the psychic to have an effect. Obviously, the physical strength of patients with stage 3 cancer is greatly reduced. They simply don't have the strength to support this kind of treatment.

There were people fainting in the sauna all the time, but Majima seemed to be really communicating with the gods. He turned a blind eye to those who had fallen, and was still babbling.

Hanks, who was struggling in the sauna, was still gritting his teeth and persevering. He didn't know what he was holding onto, but he was sure he didn't want to die. He still has a wife and children, what if he dies?

Radiotherapy and chemotherapy do not cure cancer, they only delay the spread of cancer cells and allow them to live longer in pain. In fact, living like this is more terrible and painful than death.

And while Hanks and several other patients were still gritting their teeth and holding on. The door to the sauna room was violently kicked open, and cold air instantly poured into the hot room, blurring the air into a single room.

A guy in a red and black tights strode in and dragged Majima, who was pretending to be a ghost, off the platform.

"Aha! Look what I found, a drag clown? Guess what he's performing? I guess it's roleplaying. S.H.I.E.L.D. agent Deadpool playfully put his pistol to Majima's head.

"Am I right, Grand Wizard!" said Deadpool, though in a slick and unorthodox tone, the cold touch of the muzzle of the gun made Majima wake up instantly. He didn't dare to play a ghost now.

He yells, "Don't, don't shoot!" Take whatever you want!", and he mistakes Deadpool for a robber.

Deadpool heard Majema say this, and directly grabbed him by the hair and walked out, "Really? Then I think you're pretty good." I just don't have a nice furnishing in my garden. ”

Ignoring Majima's screams, Deadpool dragged him out. Before leaving, he said to the patients in the sauna: "Why are you still stupid to stay here, are you going to steam them all into Chinatown buns?"

………………

The Mimic Master finished his day with a drink in the bar inside S.H.I.E.L.D.

He enjoyed his job at S.H.I.E.L.D., teaching new agents something. This includes grappling combat, the use of various vehicles, and a variety of hot and cold weapons. The Master of Imitation is a highly gifted person with a super muscle memory.

Captain Rogers' self-created shield fighting technique was quickly imitated by him after he saw it.

The salary is good, the treatment is good, the key is that this is still a serious job. The Imitation Master feels that he can retire in S.H.I.E.L.D. And the agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., or all the agents he has trained, still respect him. Because he is indeed a good teacher.

As he did now, a passing agent greeted him and the bartender to count the money for the imitation master's drink.

Compared to the courtesy he received within S.H.I.E.L.D., his friend Deadpool was not so well received.

When Deadpool walked into the bar, the other agents avoided him, either intentionally or not. Because of Hawkeye's problems, many people within S.H.I.E.L.D. don't like him.

But for the sake of public opinion (after all, when Deadpool smeared S.H.I.E.L.D., public opinion condemned S.H.I.E.L.D. overwhelmingly), so S.H.I.E.L.D. needs to accept him as if he had swallowed a piece of.

But came in, and arranged him to be a member of the Avengers, and beat him out as a sign. But that's the end of it.

What should be hated is still hated, and no one will have a better relationship with him because he has become a colleague.

Even the bartender, who had been chatting with the Mimic Master before, walked away when he saw Deadpool sitting next to the Mimic Master. It wasn't until Deadpool ordered a martini that he came over. But after pouring it out, the bartender went away again. I don't want to spend any more time with Deadpool.

The Master of Imitation took a sip of Chivas Regal from his cup: "Are you back?

Deadpool leaned his back against the bar: "Except for the infuriation of a bunch of fools who put their hopes in the sticks, everything is fine." ”

"I heard you got fifteen million?" asked the Master of Imitation, still unhurriedly.

"yes. That's a lot of money indeed. Deadpool doesn't hide this: "I can probably buy a nice mansion with so much money." ”

The Master of Imitation squinted at Deadpool, "So what about the mansion?"

"Stayed at Caesars Palace in Las Vegas. Deadpool grinned, "I suspect they're playing the game." I'll never get the points I want. ”

"Hey~" The imitation master sighed: "Wade, aren't you tired of a life like this?"

Deadpool waved his hand, "When you can be as immortal as I am, you'll understand what it means to be light." "There's something in Deadpool's words.

The Mimic Master shook his head, and he patted Deadpool on the shoulder after killing the remaining Chivas in one gulp, "Let's get some money." Tommy, Jimmy, and the children of our former comrades are still waiting to pay for tuition and summer camp. ”

Deadpool said in a very deflated tone, "Oh my God! Why should we pay alimony for these little kids and the wives or lovers of the dead ghosts?

The Mimic Master waved at Deadpool before walking out of the bar: "Don't forget, you came up with the [Mutual Aid Agreement] at that time. Whoever of us is still alive in the life of a mercenary is obliged to support the children and wives of our comrades. Whoever proposes it will be held accountable to the end. Don't talk nonsense, if fifteen million is spent in Las Vegas, go to the Atlantic Ocean to win it back. ”

The Imitation Master stepped out of the bar. Deadpool drinks Martini, and although the bar is noisy, he's alone.

PS: It's very true about cancer patients being fooled, and that's how my family has relatives. is a very shrewd elder, he is the only one who calculates people in his life, and no one has ever calculated him.

But when life comes to that point, then all wisdom is completely irrelevant. Even the people around him saw through it and didn't say anything.