Chapter Ninety-Eight: Surgery
"Dali, can't you solve the problem in a different way?"
At this time, Pepper felt that he was really naïve just now. Wang Dali did get Tony, yes, but that's not what she wanted.
"I think with Tony's current form, that's the best thing to do."
Taking out a glass from the cabinet next to him, Wang Dali bent down and said to Pepper while pouring water from the water purifier next to him.
"Pack your things, Pepper. I'm going to take Tony for surgery, and you and I need the family to sign it. ”
"Surgery?"
And also while Tony is in a coma?
Pepper was confused and didn't understand Wang Dali's thoughts.
"It's shrapnel in Tony's body."
Taking a sip of water, Wang Dali explained to Pepper.
"I invited two experts to discuss them for a week, and now there is a method that works and has a success rate of more than 95 percent to remove them. After the surgery, you don't have to worry about Tony suddenly having an accident one day because of those broken shrapnel. ”
"So what are we waiting for?"
Pepper had known about Wang Dali's magic months ago. So after the other party said that Tony could be cured, her first reaction was not to ask about the specific situation, but to quickly pack up the papers on the table, and after making a few phone calls, she said that she was ready.
"Then let's go."
Pulling open a portal, Wang Dali picked up Tony again and stepped into it with Pepper.
……
Unlike New York, which is almost noon, Kama Taj at this time is still around four o'clock in the morning, and it is not even dawn. Wang Dali took Pepper to Strange's room and introduced her on the way.
"Pepper come with me, it's your first time in Kama Taj, and I'm here to introduce you to the team that will be treating Tony next."
"First of all, it's Stephen Strange, a former doctor of medical surgery who is known in the medical community as a 'flash in the pan'."
"A flash in the pan?"
With the crisp sound of high heels hitting the ground, Pepper frowned and asked Wang Dali. That doesn't sound like a normal nickname.
"That's because Dr. Strange suffered a severe nerve break in his hand in a car accident early in his life. Although he was cured after that, he was not made public. Therefore, the outside world thought that this genius doctor, who had never failed, could no longer hold a scalpel. ”
"Oh."
Pepper nodded, she could still accept the reason. Seeing this, Wang Dali continued.
Moreover, Tony's operation did not rely on him to handle the operation. In charge of the knife is Mr. Ambulance, a professional field medic from the planet Cybertron with hundreds of years of healing experience, and an Autobot. ”
Next to an ambulance, Pepper, who thought she was hallucinating, stopped herself.
"Wait, who are you talking about?"
Then, a sudden sound from the ambulance next to her startled her.
"Hello, ma'am. I'm the ambulance. ”
At first, Pepper thought it was someone in the ambulance talking. She turned her head to see what the person who was the one who was the knife for Tony looked like, only to find that there was no one in the carriage.
However, before Pepper's eyes widened, the ambulance began to rise and deform in place.
"Change, Transformers?!"
Shocked by the movie-like sight in front of him, Pepper couldn't help but take two steps back, only to feel like she was hitting a cold metal pillar.
"Yes, according to you humans."
Pepper looked up, and what appeared in front of her was a huge robot in red and blue paint illuminated by the light.
"You're Tony's fiancée, Miss Pepper, and I'm Optimus Prime, the leader of the Autobots."
Kneeling on one knee, Optimus Prime crouches down. It's not good to turn into a human form and talk to humans, and you have to crouch down and talk every time.
"We talked to Mr. Tony about it, and we got to know it when Mr. Tony was working with us. After discussion, we decided to use Cybertron technology and magic to help Mr. Tony get out of his current state. ”
"Cybertron technology, and magic?"
If it weren't for the giant robot right in front of her, Pepper felt like she must have drunk too much. She cast a puzzled look at Wang Dali, anyway, no matter what, just ask him about the specific situation.
"The basic procedure is like this."
Handing Tony to the ambulance and asking him to use various instruments to check Tony's current state, Wang Dali gave Pepper a little explanation of the idea of the operation later.
"Tony's problem is that some of the shrapnel in his veins is too small to be safely removed with the current level of medicine on Earth, so a small nuclear reactor needs to be used to create a magnetic effect to prevent the shrapnel from circulating through the bloodstream to his heart."
"In this regard, using Cybertron technology, we have built an instrument that can temporarily replace the small reactor on Tony's chest. Next, Dr. Strange will use magic to temporarily freeze Tony's time to keep him alive, and then have the ambulance use Cybertron's sophisticated technology to remove the shrapnel from his body. ”
Pepper: ......
I can't understand a word, but I feel so powerful, right?
"So, go ahead and do it."
She clasped her hands on her chest and looked at Tony, who had been injected by the ambulance and was still unconscious, and was silent for a long time, before finally opening her mouth slightly and licking the roof of her mouth with her tongue.
"Tony used to run out to do things, but now it's time for me to be willful."
"Don't worry, Pepper."
For Pepper, who couldn't hide the nervousness in his heart, Wang Dali smiled and comforted.
"When Tony wakes up, you'll find yourself sleeping with no more bang on the reactor."
……
The morning sunlight spilled into the room, slightly dazzling. Tony Stark opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling with some confusion.
"Jarvis, where am I?"
Getting out of bed, Tony asked.
"Sir, this is your bedroom in your villa in New York."
"A villa in New York?"
Tony Stark touched his dizzy head, trying to remember what had happened.
"I remember before I was in California fighting vigorously and then ......"
"And then you were knocked unconscious, sir."
"Jarvis, you don't need to be reminded of this!"
Listening to the words of his own artificial intelligence butler, Tony's face darkened. He lifted the quilt and prepared to get out of bed, but at this moment, his body suddenly stopped.
Trembling as he stretched out his right hand, Tony touched his chest. The metal touch that should have been cold was gone, replaced by flesh and blood with a faint temperature.