After leaving the ward, Goofy walked all the way to the underground parking lot, and before he could start the car, a rush of footsteps came from behind him.

Looking back, I saw Christine, who was covered in tears, and she ran to Goofy, looking at him helplessly with her head raised.

"I'm sorry, Goofy, I'm sorry ......"

"I think I have to apologize for Dr. Strange's bad attitude, he's in a bad mood right now, and it's inevitable that he's going to behave like that, please forgive him......"

Goofy shook his head and reached out to help Christine wipe the tears from her cheeks.

"Oh, Christine......"

"It's not you who should apologize, it's Strange. In addition, his arrogance, arrogance and willfulness should also be reined in, and this car accident will teach him a good lesson......"

"If the disability of his hands corrects his character defects, then it may be a good deal."

Goofy said jokingly.

And hearing this, hope was born in Christine's heart.

She thought she probably understood what Goofy meant, and maybe Strange was saved.

"Goofy, I see, you want to refuse Dr. Strange's request first, pretend not to treat him, make him completely hopeless, and change your arrogant personality......

"And then when he becomes a man again, I will come to save him, so that not only his body but also his soul will be saved, right?"

As she spoke, Christine smiled with relief, she knew that Goofy would not be so desperate to save her, let alone help her.

However, at this time, Goofy shook his head categorically.

"No, you're mistaken."

"I had no intention of redeeming Strange's body and soul......"

"I just think that since he made a mistake, he has to take responsibility, that's all."

Christine was in complete despair: "W-What? ”

"You mean...... You're going to get Dr. Strange, such a good neurosurgeon...... Permanently disabled? ”

Goofy nodded calmly and admitted: "That's right, this is the punishment he deserves, and it is also the price of his dangerous driving." ”

"But Goofy......" Christine burst into tears again, but she still didn't lose her mind.

She knew that Goofy was right to do this, and that Strange had ruined his career with his own hands.

"Oh, that's a pity, it's a pity......," Christine repeated in despair, her body trembling from crying.

Goofy gently stepped forward, took the poor girl into his arms, and gently patted her on the back as a sign of comfort.

"Don't be so sad, Christine, it's not your fault."

"You've done a great job, you've done a great job......"

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After Goofy and Christine left, Stephen Strange couldn't contain his anger for a long time.

The room was empty, and Strange could only vent his anger at the air.

"What did I ask for? Shouldn't you be angry with others? Hum...... What a sanctimonious guy! ”

"Sure enough, I used to be a policeman, and I always stand on the moral high ground when I speak......

"Who hasn't been speeding? Who drives without looking at their phone? ”

"I'm just unlucky......"

"I used to save him at the beginning, but now he doesn't save me when he dies, and he sneers at me......"

"What a great superhero flying high......"

After a while of babbling and cursing, Strange fell into a groggy sleep, but soon after, he dreamed of the strange twisting of his fingers, which caused him to wake up in a scream.

"Nope! My hand! My hands are more accurate than instruments! ”

"I can't take it! I will never accept !! ”

After waking up, Strange looked at his twisted and deformed fingers, and his whole person fell into despair.

It was not anger that filled his brain at this moment, but fear—his fear of the destruction of his career, his fear of the waste of his talents.

"No, I'm going to save my hands anyway, I have to ...... This has to be done......"

Thinking of this, he began to hesitate to go to Goofy again.

"Goofy shouldn't die without help, right? He should just see that my attitude is not happy, and many people are very unhappy with my character......"

"Am I being too arrogant and arrogant? Maybe, but I think I'm actually okay......"

"By the way, it must have been because I lost my temper with Christine when he walked in...... Oh, damn it, I don't want to lose my temper with Christine, I know she's helping me, but their surgery is too much of a failure, is that what my colleague should be? That's a shame on the medical community! ”

"So as long as I go to Goofy to apologize, and I go to him to admit my mistake, then ......"

Thinking of this, Strange immediately denied his idea.

His pride prevented him from doing so.

"Why should I apologize to him? It was me who had the accident, not him! ”

"Didn't I drive speeding and looking at my phone and hit him disabled? I have eaten the bitter fruit of my own ......"

"He's a superhero, he's saved New York, he's saved the citizens, so that's amazing? Who isn't a hero yet? In all the years I have been a neurosurgeon, have I saved fewer people than he has gotten away? ”

"It's a big deal, I'm disabled for the rest of my life, and I want to apologize to Goofy in a low voice, dreaming!"

"I don't believe I have any other way to heal my hands!"

Having made up his mind, Strange fell asleep again with anger, and he planned to contact neurologists around the world early tomorrow morning to discuss with them the possibility of recovering his hands.

Unfortunately, the rest of the effort made Strange's hope less and less hopeful, because every expert physician he talked to believed that his hands were completely unrecoverable.

The nerve trauma from the car accident was so great that such trauma was almost irreparable.

A day passes, three days pass, a week passes.

Strange was gradually able to walk freely, no longer having to lie in a hospital bed or be in a wheelchair.

But his hands still didn't listen, and he couldn't even unscrew a mineral water bottle or tap on a keyboard.

Every time he stretched out his hands, they kept shaking like an electric shock, not to mention being a surgeon, even going to the toilet to wipe his buttocks.

On the morning of the third week, Strange was called by an expert from Paris, who had the exact same opinion of Strange's hands as the previous ones, and who also believed that Strange's hands were completely unrecoverable.

"Damn! What kind of expert are you? You can't even do such an operation, do you still have the face to claim to be an expert?! Strange ignored the faces of his peers and scolded the expert on the phone.

The expert did not retort, he felt sympathy for the poor disabled man from the bottom of his heart.

He just hung up silently, letting Strange's grumpy voice disappear.

Strange cursed at the blind phone for five more minutes before stopping, his face flushed with anger.

When the cursing was over, he hung up with trembling fingers.

Turning around, he suddenly saw a familiar figure standing in front of his door.

Christine.

His former best friend looked at him with a cold expression.

During this time, due to Strange's moody mood and self-pitying attitude, a great rift has developed between him and Christine.

The original friends are now almost strangers, and Christine is so disappointed in Strange.

"Oh, Christine, what are you doing here?" Strange asked impatiently, for he had not changed his attitude towards the friend who had done his best to help him.

Christine tossed a bunch of keys in her hand on the table in the foyer.

"I'll give you back the key, I don't think I need it anymore."

Originally, the relationship between the two gradually warmed up, and Strange had even given Christine the keys to the apartment.

It's a pity that a car accident ruined everything.

"Okay......" Strange rubbed his unkempt hair in frustration and turned to head to the bedroom.

He didn't want to argue with Christine anymore, and he didn't want to explain anymore.

At this time, Christine threw a file bag in her hand on the table and said: "By the way, I also found a medical record, the patient on the medical record was paraplegic because of a serious accident, the situation is much more serious than your hands, all the experts said that his injury cannot be recovered, and he will never want to stand up again in this life......

"Oh?" Strange turned around and sneered, "What is your intention in getting me this medical record?" Are you trying to comfort me with someone who is worse than me? ”

"Huh." Christine sneered twice and said as she turned to leave his apartment, "This paraplegic patient is now playing basketball in the park across the street, and he is more active than a healthy person......