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After everything is done.

Yutong just landed on both feet, the silver light in her beautiful eyes faded, and her beautiful face was indifferent, "Boss, it succeeded. According to your request, I properly protected his vulnerable parts, but his hands, basically It has been declared useless, and no amount of clever neurosurgery technology can heal it.”

Weisi also reported: "Master. I have modified the camera records of this section of the road. I will scrap the car. Everyone will only think that this is an ordinary car accident."

"All well done."

Kyle looked at the Lamborghini stranded in the lake, waved his hands and said: "The show is over, call it a day, go home!"

After half an hour.

Search helicopters and hospital ambulances were long overdue, and Strange was rescued at the scene of the car accident.

Chapter 469 Severing the past and recreating a new life

New York Surgical Hospital, single intensive care unit.

Strange didn't know how long he had been in a coma, he just felt like he had a very, very long dream, until finally his consciousness came to the surface.

Barely opened his eyes a crack, his eyes were all white, there were all kinds of medical equipment, and there was an electrocardiogram on the side, as if it was the intensive care unit of the hospital he was most familiar with.

The only difference is that this time he is the patient lying on the bed.

Strange felt pain all over his body, but his hands alone, let alone pain, didn't even feel a bit...

"Strange, it's okay, it's okay."

A gentle and familiar voice came from next to his ear, and Strange forced his gaze away, and saw the female colleague Christine squatting next to the hospital bed, she looked at him with concern, and said repeatedly: "Everything It'll all be fine."

"What's wrong with me?"

Strange asked with difficulty, looked at the hands that were fixed by various dense steel wires and instruments in front of his body, and asked in horror: "What did they do to me?"

Christine replied with a bit of reluctance: "You had a car accident and the car fell into the lake. It took a long time for the ambulance personnel to find you. When they sent you to the hospital, the best time for neurological treatment has already been missed..."

She paused, then sighed: "There are many torn ligaments in the hand, 12 steel nails are inserted into the bones, and the nerves are severely damaged. No one can do better."

"Do not."

Strange looked at his almost crippled hands, the last arrogance from a genius, forcing him to utter a word, "I can, I can do better..."

……

Unnatural Office Building, top floor office.

Kyle sat on the chairman's office chair with his legs crossed. He shook the red wine in his glass, took a sip, looked down at the bustling streets of New York through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and said leisurely: "The weather is really nice today."

"I can accompany you to bask in the sun."

Lu Xi stepped on her high heels and walked into the hall. She put on a women's suit and uniform, and her blond hair was tied into a ponytail. She was a little less innocent and immature, but a little more intellectual and mature.

"You are busy, Yutong has told me many times."

Kyle shrugged uninterestedly, put down his wine glass, hugged Lu Xi who was walking up to him, and gently squeezed his elastic round buttocks with his big hands.

Lucy didn't resist either, sticking out her pink tongue, and said softly: "There is no way to do this. After leaving the earth for decades, there have been many changes in financial work. It will take a certain amount of time to adapt, and you have to work with Tony and the others. The Stark Industries on the side will be handed over."

"Okay." Kyle nodded, seemingly thinking about something absently.

Lucy obviously noticed it, she sat her butt on Kyle's stomach, smiled and said, "Yu Tong also told me that you have been paying attention to a surgeon named Strange recently, and you plotted against him with evil intentions." He gave me a hand. I heard that he has been selling cars and houses during this period, and is constantly looking for ways to cure his paralyzed hands, and now he has reached the end of his rope."

Even though she knew that what Kyle was doing was dark, like Yutong, Lu Xi not only had any dislike for it, but would help Kyle without hesitation.Because, the two women believed from the bottom of their hearts that what Kyle did must be right.

If the whole world thinks Kyle is wrong, then the whole world must be wrong.

"This effect is what I want." Kyle smiled faintly, and said, "If you don't end up at the end of the mountain, have nowhere to go, and are as proud as he is, how can you give up everything you have and pursue the road that ordinary people dare not set foot in."

"What if the doctor finds out about this in the future? Will he blame you?" Lucy only thinks about Kyle.

"Maybe, but I don't care."

Kyle's face is calm and natural, reaching his status and strength, he no longer needs to think too much about things, as long as he wants to do it, he will do it.

"Okay, it's time for me to go to work, and I'll be with you at night."

Twirling teasing fingers on the left breast, Lucy gave Kyle a wink before stepping out of the top floor office on her heels.

"This little elf..."

Kyle shook his head slightly and muttered.After a while, Yutong came to the office again, still holding a stack of documents in his hand.

"Boss. I sent out the Carters to conduct an extensive survey of the paralyzed in New York City, and finally found a man who suspected of being the type you mentioned."

Yutong pulled out one of the documents, put it on the table, and manipulated the paper with his mind, and there was detailed information of a young white man on it.

Kyle looked at it and said, "Where is the doctor who diagnosed him before?"

Yutong had been prepared for a long time, and pulled out another document, which was the information of a black doctor, "He is still working as a neurological consultant in a public hospital in New York."

Kyle finished the red wine in the glass, smiled, and ordered: "Make arrangements now, let Strange connect with that doctor, and the future... depends on his fate."

"Understood." Yu Tong seriously nodded.

A few more days passed.

Strange's hair was disheveled and he was full of beards. He was sitting on the sofa in his own hotel in an extremely decadent manner. This was his last night in a five-star hotel, and he could not pay the rent and move out tomorrow.

Not only that.

The high cost of six or seven cutting-edge surgeries almost exhausted the wealth he had accumulated in the first half of his life.

Half an hour ago, Strange had just had a big fight with Christine, because Christine had been persuading him to give up his paralyzed hands, which could not be healed, and regain his strength to face the current situation of life.

The other party may be right, but how can he cheer up after losing his proud hands!

When he came to the bathroom, he stared blankly at the self who couldn't even hold a razor in the mirror. Strange felt extremely hopeless.

Just then, the phone rang.

Strange swipe the screen with difficulty with the fingers of his scarred left hand. After the call was connected, the voice of his former colleague Mark came out, "Strange, you haven't given up yet, right? I learned that there is a specialist in New York. A surgeon who does neurological consultations, maybe he can help you."

"Send me the location and contact information." Strange took a deep breath and said.

After half an hour.

A neurosurgery consultation room at the New York Public Surgical Hospital.

The black doctor and Strange sat face to face, and said bluntly: "Sorry, Strange, your hands have no possibility of healing with our current neurotherapy technology."