Marvel's Magneto is a good guy

Stephen Strange, a famous neurosurgery expert, has received countless honors, but also rejected countless patients. Anyone who seeks medical advice from him knows that his selfishness and arrogance are as good as his medical skills.

But today, he had to put away his arrogance, because the one lying on the hospital bed was himself.

Speeding, checking your phone while driving, falling from a ten-meter cliff at a speed of nearly one hundred miles per hour, and still alive, it can only be said that the quality of the car airbag is really good.

"Kristen, help me, please." Strange looked at his hands, his eyes full of despair. More than ten hours of surgery allowed him to save his hands, but the nerve damage was severe. But he could no longer control his hands flexibly.

Christine was his colleague and ex-girlfriend, an outstanding surgeon who broke up with him because he couldn't bear his arrogance, but now, she took care of him meticulously.Hearing his request, Christine lowered her beautiful eyes sadly, "Stephen, they tried their best, and no one can do better than them."

Strange turned his head with difficulty, "I can do better."

"Look at your hands, you can't." Christine caressed his cheek, "I have checked almost a lot of information, and Sky Industries may be able to cure you."

Strange's eyes lit up with new hope, and he wanted to sit up excitedly, "Yes, that's right, their cradle of life, it is the most advanced stem cell reconstruction technology, and, and, it is rumored that they have a The mysterious virus can cure all injuries and illnesses”

"You're right. They do have it. It's called the Extremis virus." Christine sighed and said regretfully, "But you can't afford the treatment."

"No, no, it's impossible. I still have as much money as they want, I have it." Hope was right in front of him. It was difficult for Strange to accept the reality, but after thinking hard for a long time, he sadly discovered that there was only no more money left on his credit card. to the amount of US$.

He is a selfish, arrogant person who likes to enjoy life. He always spends as much as he earns, and he never has a dime in savings.

"The top cradle of life has always been only open to politicians and the rich. A treatment costs at least a million dollars. As for the extremis virus, it is even more expensive." Christine looked complicated.

"These vampire executioners cough!" Strange almost roared, but it affected his injuries and coughed violently. It took him a long time to calm down. He closed his eyes in despair, "How could they do this?"

"Stephen, this is what you have done before." Christine stared at him directly. "For those honors, for those false reputations, as long as you feel that the chance of failure is too high, you will never take over Skye Industries and be responsible for these two projects." The person in charge of treatment is the same person whose father was in a car accident a few years ago and you turned him away."

"No" Strange closed his eyes in despair. Based on this alone, the person in charge had enough reasons to refuse to treat him. He was out of luck.

"Accept the reality, Stephen." Christine got up and patted him on the shoulder, and quietly exited the ward.

Strange was lying alone on the hospital bed crying silently, but he did not notice a pair of eyes silently observing him.

"It's really the right time to arrange the car accident at this time. If it takes another year and a half to wait for scientists on earth to understand the alien medical technology, why would we use mages?"

Outside the window of his ward, Eric floated quietly, and he was the one who led all of this, in order to give a push to the most outstanding Supreme Mage in history.

However, Eric didn't do anything. The car was Strange's own, without any manipulation. He was the one driving the car, he chose the road himself, and he made the phone call himself. The only thing Eric did was increase the probability of him getting into a car accident.

The rest was left to fate. The gear of fate crushed Strange's career as a doctor, but opened up a wider world for him.

In the next period of time, Strange checked various information, and he would not let go of anything that had the slightest hope. However, fate likes to play tricks on people. Every time there is a tiny bit of hope, it will always be met with multiple disappointments, eventually turning into despair.

"Jonathan Pangborn was injured in a work accident, his back was injured, one leg was completely paralyzed, and his shoulders hurt even when he was in a wheelchair. However, a few years later, he miraculously recovered and he stood up. Yes, this is what I want to find."

The hard work paid off, and Strange finally found new hope from his friend and found this miracle patient on a basketball court.

This is not like a patient who is as strong, vigorous, and as fast and agile as a semi-professional athlete. Who would have thought that he could not afford to be paralyzed?

"I found my mentor, my thinking reached a new level, and my soul was sublimated. Then, I stood up at the place you are looking for, called Kama Taj."

Under the gear of fate, Strange found the name that changed his life. He spent the little money he had left on him and bought a one-way ticket to Nepal.

Nepal, at the foot of the Himalayas, is the birthplace of Buddhism.

As soon as Strange got off the plane, he was confused by the strong religious atmosphere here. He only knew one name and nothing else.

In desperation, I could only ask around on the street. After going through many twists and turns, I finally met someone in an alley who knew the full name.

Modu, the magician of Karma Taj, led Strange into Karma Taj under the guidance of fate, and finally let him meet the mastermind behind all this, Ancient One.

"Hello, Mr. Strange, would you like a cup of tea?" Gu Yi handed him a cup of tea in a friendly manner, with a mysterious smile on his lips.

Everything is an arrangement of fate

"Everything is safe from fate. I just pushed on the back of fate. Are you right?" Eric sat in the Kama Taj Library, flipping through the magic book and looking at the fat man next to him. ask.

"I don't know what you are talking about, Mr. Eric." Fatty Wang was ordered by Gu Yi to receive Eric, but he really didn't know what to do. He couldn't even smile, so he asked him to receive Eric as a joke. Bar

Eric glanced at Fatty Wang and casually drew a charm on the table, "What does this mean?"

Fatty Wang lowered his head and took a closer look, his face gradually becoming serious, "This is Asgardian magic, runes, rune magic."

"Yes, rune magic, write it down, this spell will help you."

Fatty Wang didn't hear what Eric was saying at all, and his mind was already immersed in that spell.

Seeing this, Eric couldn't help but smiled, "Everything is an arrangement of fate."