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"Maya, think about it again. Is it some kind of code that you and Professor Banner were familiar with? Or is it some kind of text? Professor Banner is about to die. How can he speak? What's more, his lips are covered with The man was cut into several pieces and cannot speak," Reed advised.

"Teacher Banner and I are not familiar with each other, so what's the secret code?"

President Maya rolled her eyes at Reed, broke free from Banner's bloody right arm, went to the shelf with surgical equipment nearby, rummaged for a while, turned to look at the young doctor's nameplate, and said, "Steve Dr. Strange, can you bring me some acupuncture needles? A hospital as famous as yours should have acupuncture needles from Chinese medicine."

After hesitating for a moment, Dr. Strange pointed to the lower right corner of the counter and said, "There are acupuncture needles here. Counting down, there is a complete set of acupuncture needles in the third grid."

Feeling the strange looks from Susan Reed and others, Strange shrugged and said, "I don't know what you think, but with today's medical standards, Bruce Banner is 100% unsalvageable.

Since this little girl said she was sure and it was mysterious acupuncture, why don’t we give it a try. If it fails, there will be no loss. If it succeeds, it will not only save Mr. Bruce Banner’s life, but also leave a valuable case for similar injuries in the future. . "

"However, if Professor Bruce still has his last wish unfulfilled, he will not feel at ease even after he goes to heaven." Alyssa said hesitantly.

"Well, the needles are pretty good. There are pure silver ones and silver-plated steel cores. They're so delicate."

Maya lit the alcohol lamp, and while sterilizing the silver needle, she said helplessly: "Why don't you believe me? Professor Banner is dying, not destined to die. Besides, who can understand what the symbol that looks like the sun is shining is?" "

After disinfection, Maya stood half a meter away and flicked her fingers. The silver needles in mid-air connected into a dazzling silver line. In a series of soft sounds of "chichichi", in just a few seconds, Banner's head and torso were , limbs, densely covered with silver needles of different lengths.

"Je, is this, is this the real master of acupuncture?" Strange murmured with feverish eyes.

"God, Maya, you're shocking," Reed groaned, holding his forehead.

"Miracle, although I don't know how effective it is, this high-level method suddenly gave me confidence." Susan shouted.

Maya felt proud. She did this on purpose. If she didn't show her unique skills, they would not have confidence. Without confidence, they would not agree to perform the surgery on Banner.

She saw her pick up a scalpel, gently cut open the gauze on Banner's mouth, and then inserted several more needles into his philtrum and throat.

"Okay, Banner, your injuries have stabilized and you can speak again. What do you want to tell me?"

"Uh, um, ahem, uh huh."

Banner's eyes were painful and his voice was hoarse: "Baby, ask Joey not to abort the baby, you must help me, please, wuwuwu, I, I have also saved some money over the years, although it is not much, but It’s enough for those two children to grow up. Maya, my account number at Citibank is 8989, and the password is Reid. I know you are a doctor of law and have a lawyer’s license. Please help me with my will. My name is in Manhattan. The apartment on Seventh Avenue. Let Maya help manage the apartment. My mother lives in Dayton, Ohio. Maya, I have saved 573 million U.S. dollars. It must be enough for the child to grow up. Please help me persuade."

"Oh my God, Teacher Banner, you have only been a teacher for three years, how did you save so much money?" Maya said in surprise.

"Isn't Dr. Banner teaching AP classes at your school, which costs tens of thousands of dollars per class?" Reed explained.

Since Maya was born again, she has never had a clear idea about tuition fees. In the first few years of elementary school, it was only one or two hundred dollars per year. After that, she was the only one who took money from the school and never paid any money.

Because of this, she didn't know that the threshold for AP classes was so high that for ordinary students, one class would cost $50500, depending on the teacher's qualifications. As a professor at the best university in the world, Banner naturally gets the maximum salary, with a class of $500 per student, and he offers a large class with at least fifty students.

Therefore, Mr. Banner is really not poor, but his millions are nothing to the eldest lady of the Rand Group.

And for AP classes, one star