Boom!

Christine left the apartment and slammed the door against it.

Dr. Strange shuddered at the muffled sound, and then his eyes snapped to the medical record in the doorway.

"High paraplegic patients...... A patient who will never recover...... Playing basketball in the park across the street now? ”

Strange shuffled towards the door with a not-so-sharp pace, and opened the medical records with trembling hands that didn't obey.

"Let me see ......"

The medical record unfolds, and the patient's profile is presented in detail in front of Strange.

After a brief glance, Strange realized that Christine hadn't lied to him.

The unfortunate patient suffered injuries at work, severely fractured his spine, and his condition was far worse than Strange's, and his wounds were truly "irreparable".

Not to mention other doctors, even Strange, the highest level in New York, could not repair the patient's spine himself.

"But now he ...... Playing basketball in the park? Strange frowned and whispered, this is simply too illogical.

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Two hours later, Stephen Strange was in the park across the street.

There are many people playing basketball on the basketball court not far away, including teenagers and teenagers, as well as those in their thirties and forties.

But the miraculous patient, the guy who miraculously recovered from a broken vertebrae, wasn't one of them, at least not yet.

Fortunately, Strange now had time, because it was impossible for him to go to work in his current state, so he sat quietly on a bench under the trees in the park, wearing a loose lounge clothes and a strangely ugly hat, looking in the direction of the basketball court.

It wasn't until the third day that he finally found the miraculous patient on the basketball court.

"Pembourne!" - Strange takes off his hat and hobbles in the direction of the patient, shouting his name as he shouts his name.

"Huh?" Pembourne, who was just about to put on the stage, looked back in shock, and then saw Strange who was staggering, he was a little surprised, and squinted his eyes at this long-faced man with inconvenient legs and feet, and also looked very embarrassed.

"Can you talk?" Strange asked in a low voice, "I'd like to talk to you." ”

"Uh......" Panburn actually wanted to refuse, but at this moment he suddenly recognized Strange's identity.

So the two of them left the basketball court and walked to a bench not far away.

"First of all, I want to introduce myself, I'm ......," Strange said.

"Dr. Strange, I know you." Pembern didn't give Strange a chance to introduce himself, "I've been at your hospital before, and you've been involved in discussions about my situation. ”

"Really?" Strange had long forgotten that he had such a patient, and that he had too many patients to come into contact with every day.

But Pembourne's confession made things much easier.

"Since you know who I am, you should know the purpose of my coming, Pembourne, and may I take the liberty of asking how you ...... How to recover? Strange said.

"What? Is this what you're working on? Panborn smiled, then tight-lipped and said, "I'm sorry, I don't have anything to say, because it's not about medicine, it's not medical technology that has restored me, I think you can guess that." ”

Strange could certainly guess this, knowing that no amount of magic could restore Pembourne - at least not at the current level of medicine.

"Oh, you're mistaken." Strange scratched his unkempt hair, which hadn't been washed in weeks, said, "I'm not here to do research, I'm here to ask for your help." ”

"Please...... Help? Pembourne was a little surprised, "Ask me, someone who lost his job because of an injury, to do the most successful neurosurgeon in all of New York do the most successful neurosurgeons?" ”

"The most successful neurosurgeon in all of New York?" Strange laughed to himself, "I don't think this title belongs to me anymore." ”

At this, he stretched out his scarred, trembling hands and said, "Obviously, you are not paying attention to the news about me...... I had a car accident that ruined my future. ”

"My hands don't listen to me, they're like a malfunctioning machine......"

"But Pembourne, I have to fix them...... I've got to heal my hands, I've got to do it. ”

"So can you tell me how exactly you healed your injuries? Can? ”

Hearing Strange's request, Pembern was a little stunned.

He didn't expect that this arrogant and successful doctor would now fall into such an embarrassing end.

He hesitated slightly, then confirmed with Strange, "Are you sure, Doctor Strange...... Are you sure you want to try this method of mine? ”

"Yes, I'm sure." Strange nodded, "I'm willing to try anything as long as it can heal my hand." ”

"Pembourne, tell me, who healed you? How did you heal your wounds? ”

Listening to Strange's plea, Pembern didn't hide it any longer, he stared into Strange's eyes and uttered a word.

"Kama Taj."

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After taking over the Hell Dimension, Goofy kept groping for ways to use this dimension, but unfortunately Mephisto let him inherit the Hell Dimension, but did not give him a manual for the Hell Dimension.

During this period of exploration, Goofy discovered some contents, such as:

Souls in the Hell dimension do not last long, they often dissipate after a short period of existence;

Although most of these souls came to the Hell dimension after human death or near death, they will stay in the Hell dimension for a short period of time;

The more souls in the Hell dimension, the stronger the energy here, theoretically speaking, Goofy can draw energy directly from the Hell Dimension, just like Mephisto, but the way to draw energy Goofy is not yet known, and the answer to the puzzle may be hidden in the Dark God Book;

In addition, not only the souls of the dead or dying can come to the Hell dimension, the souls of the living can also appear here, and Goofy can make their souls stay in the Hell dimension forever by establishing a contract with them, so as to ensure that the Hell dimension has enough energy......

However, not all people who make a contract will become Ghost Riders and thus have the power of sanctions and punishment. There are many kinds of contract atmospheres, and the most stringent contracts will produce Ghost Riders......

As for other contracts, depending on the degree, the soul that the contractor needs to give is different. In short, they give away a portion of their souls to Hell in exchange for some extra abilities, luck, or exemption from certain diseases in the real world.

Of course, the specific content still needs to be studied by Gao Fei, which is not something that can be figured out in a while.