After receiving the alarm, 911 rushed to the rescue as quickly as possible, and it took a lot of effort to get Stephen out of the car, and the ambulance of the hospital where Stephen worked also arrived in time, seeing that it was one of the pillars of his own hospital, the person in charge hurriedly notified the hospital to get ready, and at the same time rushed to the hospital at the speed of the ambulance.

Rushing to the door, the prepared medical staff rushed Stephen, who was already bloody and fleshy, to the best operating room.

After a night of resuscitation, Stephen's life was saved, but his hand was so badly damaged that he was no longer eligible for further surgery.

The surgeon did his best to repair Stephen's hand, but the nerves and ligaments had been ruptured, and the hope of full recovery was almost impossible, and being able to move his fingers was also the greatest guarantee of modern medicine.

Stephen's consciousness gradually returned, and looking at Stephen who had regained consciousness, Christine felt glad in his heart. "Hey, it's okay, everything will be fine."

Stephen remembered what had happened to him and hurriedly checked his condition, but found that his hands were fixed on the brace, and his hands were barely perceptible, and he was flustered and something was broken. "What did they do for me."

"We received a call for help, we found you as quickly as possible and treated you, but it was too late, and you have missed the golden time to treat the nerve damage." Christine also felt uncomfortable in her heart, and the waste of these hands was a heavy blow to Stephen.

Stephen couldn't take it anymore and choked up and repeated what he had just said. "What did they do to me."

Christine had no choice but to tell the truth. "Eleven stainless steel nails were inserted into the bones, multiple ligaments were torn, and the nerves in both hands were severely damaged, and the operation lasted 11 hours." Christine forced herself to calm down.

Stephen knew from his own experience that his hands were useless, and he deceived himself and comforted himself, but his tone was already crying. "Look at these bindings."

"No one can do better." Christine said it was the best effort.

"I could have done better." Stephen gave himself a reason to vent, but he knew that he just didn't dare to face the facts.

After a period of recovery, after removing the bandage, Stephen laughed angrily at his trembling hands and fingers that were difficult to control flexibly. The chief physician looked at Stephen, who had very big mood swings, and persuaded. "You'll have to be patient and wait for your body to recover."

"You've ruined me." Stephen vented his emotions and looked at the quack doctor who thought he could be cured if he were himself.

Knowing that it was better to rely on these people to find a way than to find a way on his own, Stephen found a surgery with a high recovery success rate based on his years of experience, but it was also an extremely difficult operation.

Stephen used his connections to find some skilled neurosurgeons for help. "How long will it take me to recover."

"Dr. Strange, those soft tissues are still recovering." All experts say they are incompetent.

"Then speed up and use a stent to go from the brachial artery to the radial artery." Stephen spoke his mind and looked at the doctors with hope.

"Possibly. It's experimental and expensive, but it's doable. "These experts have found nothing unreasonable based on their medical knowledge.

"What I need is workable." This became Stephen's last hope for self-healing, and once dashed, he had to seek help from others, which was difficult for Stephen to accept.

After the surgery, Stephen's own hopes were dashed, and although he was able to move his fingers, he was unable to move normally. "It's not at all."

"Useful, buddy. You can do it. The recording officer encouraged.

"You answer me honestly, undergraduate top student, have you ever seen a nerve injury so serious, with this treatment plan, can you recover in the end?" Stephen was a little self-defeating.

"Listen, I've looked at all your research and read all the literature you've provided, but it doesn't work at all. You may not understand how badly you are hurt. I've got to think about my reputation, and honestly I can't help you with this, Stephen. Good bye. ”

Stephen hopes for outside help, but is denied, and this is the last one.

Stephen was completely devastated, and threw the tablet out in a vent. At this time, the tablet's message prompt sounded, and Stephen thought that his old friend had changed his mind and agreed to his request, and picked up the tablet again with great anticipation.

Stephen was a little disappointed to find out that it was not an old friend's text message, but when he saw the message, Stephen rekindled hope.

"Dr. Stephen Strange, I can cure you, come to this address if you believe it, remember to come alone."

"What kind of scam text message is this?" Stephen said but remembered the address in his heart, he was desperate, no medical doctor could help him, and a ray of hope appeared like a man dying of thirst in the desert seeing a water source.

"Hey, he didn't say yes." Christine opened the door and saw Stephen's decadent appearance.

"Quacks, there's a new technology in Tokyo, they breed and upgrade donor stem cells, and then print chromosome skeletons in 3D, but I have to raise a sum of money first." Stephen didn't admit the three-nothing message in his heart, but he was already in the house in order to heal his own hands.

"Stephen, you've always spent as much as you earned, and you're completely overdrawn right now. Isn't it time to consider giving up. Christine was anxious for Stephen.

"No, no, now is definitely not the time to give up. You see, I'm not getting better at all. The address Stephen had written down had always been in his mind.

"You're no longer a cure, so why bother with it." Christine's heart aches to see Stephen on the tip of the horns.

"No, I just got a text message, and although I don't know how he knows about my condition, he said he can cure me. Although in Coloradora, I'm going to try. Stephen decided to take a gamble, although he didn't know where the other party was, but in case he really had the level to cure his illness.

"I'm going with you, I'm going to take care of you on the way, I didn't know that there were more powerful doctors in Colorodora than you, and if there was a medical profession, I would have known about it." Christine was afraid that Stephen had been deceived and demanded.

"No, you have your own business, not to mention that you can only go alone." Stephen rejected Christine's kindness, and if he didn't come as requested, what if he died, Stephen couldn't afford to gamble at all.

"I rushed to the doctor, and I felt that wasting his hand was like killing him." Yan Xin and Gu Yi observe Stephen's every move through Tianhe's surveillance.

"He's very conceited, and although he has a lot of magical potential, I think you're better suited for my place." Gu Yi looked at Stephen and sighed slightly in his heart.

"I refuse, I promised the highest existence in the universe not to directly meddle in the affairs of the earth, helping you cultivate him is already a loophole in the rules, and I have taken a big risk." Yan Xinyi said rhetorically.

"I didn't expect your road to go farther than mine, I'll rest assured that Stephen will hand you over, Kama Taj will always be open to you." Gu Yi has already made a lot of money, so he will accept it when he sees it.

"Once his ability reaches the level of the Supreme Mage, I will end teaching him, and the rest of the way can only be walked by himself, I can't be his nanny for a lifetime." Yan Xin looked at the departing Gu Yi and shouted.

"That's enough."