[Comprehensive] The victory of the second dealer

Strange didn't come in through the main entrance, but the place he teleported to was very close to the reception desk, so he simply went to the reception desk to ask for directions. The group of reporters were sitting at the reception desk one by one after their medicine hadn't passed. Smoke was coming from the big sofa, and the whole reception hall looked smoky.

The magician's clothes looked strange, but the reporters who had seen the wizards were a little surprised, they were just a little curious about this man.

Then they looked at this face, and the more they looked at it, the more familiar it became.

The strangely dressed man glanced at them, walked to the reception desk, and asked the seventh-grade girl, "Where is Lydia?"

His voice is as magnetic as a subwoofer, and it sounds very charming. Although his temples are slightly white, it does not damage his charm, but adds a mature masculine appeal.

The little girl showed him the way with a blushing face. Lydia just appeared at the corner. When she saw him, she looked down at the time and smiled: "Four minutes and fifty-five seconds, you are really fast."

Strange looked at her, with no special expression on his face, but his emotional cloak was not the case at all, it rolled up one corner, touched its body lightly, and turned towards With a swipe - it's like blowing a kiss.

"Meet you again, dear Cloak." Lydia also greeted it with a smile, and the Cloak became a little quieter.

In the wizarding world, even portraits can move around. The wizards didn't think there was anything strange about the cloak, but the smoking reporters had never seen such a magical item, and they all stared hard.

However, this cloak was not taken care of by everyone. After greeting Lydia, it hung on Strange's back motionless, looking like a real cloak.

When Lydia led Strange and disappeared around the corner, a female reporter finally remembered that when she opened her mouth, smoke rings came out of her mouth, but she didn't care about it at all, and grabbed her "That's Dr. Strange! I've been to his lectures! I won't forget his voice, it's so captivating!" said the colleague with smoke in his ears!

When she said that, everyone dug up this character from the dusty memory. The surgeon who disappeared in a car accident a few years ago has won many important awards.

Has such a scientific person become a wizard now?

They felt that they had one more piece of news to write, and even a few reporters couldn't wait for the smoke in their ears to disappear, so they went back to write manuscripts with their locomotive-like heads.

Compared with Strange's normal way of appearing, Charles' is more indescribable.

In order to prevent reporters and the like from sneaking in, they had locked the back door of the clinic before. It was a heavy iron door, and the lock was very secure.

But the solid iron door was suddenly removed by someone, just like opening a beer bottle cap. Charles controlled the wheelchair and came in from outside the door. This time, the person who came with him was not Hank, but It was a man Lydia had never met.

The iron gate was obviously done by him. This man was in a straight suit, with one hand in his trouser pocket and the other with five fingers spread out in front of him, controlling the iron gate.

He walked in behind Charles, and then closed the door again with a very relaxed expression. It seemed that the heavy iron door was effortless for him. He glanced at Lydia who was standing at the end of the corridor. Put your hand on the back of Charles' wheelchair: "Your name is Lydia?"

Charles turned his head and glanced at him, showing a smile: "Eric."

Lydia smiled slightly and said nothing, but Strange, who used to be a doctor, gave him a cold look, and said in the same annoying tone as Sherlock: "Don't be nervous, our technology is much better than yours."

Lydia ignored Eric completely and said to Charles, "Come with me."

She led Charles to the operating room, put him on the operating table, administered anesthesia, and placed another mutant outside. Lydia and Strange both changed into surgical gowns.

The arrangement of this operation is also a little different. On the table where gauze scissors and other small items should have been placed, there is now a metal plate with a stack of large denominations of dollars on it.

Lydia stood in front of the operating table and took a deep breath, quickly going through all the details discussed with Strange in her mind, and lowered her head to search for the injured part of Charles' back.

It's not difficult. The spine here is slightly sunken, which is obviously different from other places. Obviously, the injury was not serious at the time. Lydia glanced at Strange standing beside her. Looking at the screen on one side, it shows Charles' skeleton diagram.

His finger tapped lightly on the broken bone: "Start from here."

Lydia nodded, touched the two banknotes with her fingers, then closed her eyes and started the treatment wholeheartedly.

Charles' injuries were more complicated than those animals she had encountered before. The broken bones had grown back in such a distorted shape. She had to make up two more banknotes and use the power of the cells to smash the bones again. He pushed the bones back to their original positions, and then pushed the excess broken bones out of his body.

After finishing all this, almost half an hour has passed. Lydia's control of this ability comes from instinct, and her grasp of this half hour is almost perfect, so she simply stopped temporarily.

The operation lasted for more than three hours. When Lydia finished the operation, she felt overwhelmed for the first time. She supported the operating table to slow down, and finally checked those messy nerves.

It's like solving a math problem that requires several pages of calculations. No matter how difficult it is, there is always a correct answer, and checking the calculation is always much easier than doing it the first time.

She spent the last time repairing the small wound on Charles's back cut by broken bones, then took off her clean surgical gown, and teleported back home without even leaving the operating room, leaving behind Lan Qi went to face the powerful mutant outside.

Anyway, the equally powerful magician will not lose.

Lydia went back to sleep without any psychological burden, and when she woke up, it was already dinner time. After a morning of hard treatment, she didn't want to be alone at home at night, and her mind was full of thoughts of going out. .

So in the next second, she sat directly on the sofa at Tony's house, but unfortunately, the light was not turned on in the living room, and it seemed that Tony hadn't come back.

She kicked off the high heels on her feet, lay on the sofa with her knees bent, touched the table with her hands, and found the tablet where she put it yesterday. She swiped the screen with her fingerprint and read the news.

"Ms. Lydia, good evening." Jarvis's voice sounded, "Do you need me to inform sir?"

"No hurry." Lydia opened the official website of the magazine with a bad reputation, and it really distorted what she said today, and she read it slowly, "This beautiful witch said, she admires our steel Xia, but our richest man in New York never seems to need a stable relationship. When Miss Morrison said this, she seemed to show a dejected but somewhat shy expression. Here, the author has to suspect that she was once hurt by an amorous superhero."

Lydia couldn't help laughing, and Jarvis said confusedly: "This report doesn't seem to be true."

"That's why it looks interesting." Lydia continued to look down. The reporter had a very big brain, and even speculated that Lydia was Tony's one-night stand, and listed some strange evidence. Lydia Look at it with gusto.

Moreover, the language of this magazine is vivid, the brain hole is very big, and some strange evidences are used to prove that Lydia loves Tony so much that she can't help herself. Like romance novels.

And other newspapers basically reported about her clinic and the weird potions inside. Although it was true, it was far less interesting.

Lydia flipped through the news on the Internet hastily, and asked the almighty butler Jarvis to turn on the TV. I don't know if it was a coincidence, but when the TV was turned on, it was Tony's interview.

The bodyguard separated the turbulent crowd for him, and the flashes kept coming on. Tony's eyes swept across the camera, and then he showed a quick smile to the many reporters. It was completely insincere at first glance, and the microphone stopped. Yes, the questions from some reporters around are also included: "Mr. Stark, what do you think of those wizards?"

"Very good." Tony said casually, and walked towards his car parked on the side of the road without stopping. The reporters followed him closely, asking all kinds of questions, but Tony didn't answer a word .

Lydia sat cross-legged on the soft sofa, and couldn't stop laughing listening to those questions full of traps. It was a wise choice for Tony not to answer, because some questions could not be answered no matter what.

When Lydia was halfway through laughing, she suddenly heard movement at the door. She turned her head and looked. Miss Pepper, whom she had seen before, opened the door with a key and came in. She seemed startled when she saw her .

She and Pepper only met at the original benefit gala and press conference, but both times she sat in the crowd, so Pepper didn't recognize her, frowned slightly and said, "You are... ?”

"I'm Lydia." She introduced herself with a smile. By coincidence, the reporter on TV was also asking Tony: "Miss Lydia said she admired you very much. What do you think, Mr. Stark?"

Tony, who had already walked to the side of the car, stopped, turned his head to look at the reporters, and finally fixed his gaze on the reporter who was asking the question just now. He pulled the corner of his mouth and showed a slightly sincere smile: "I like it very much. She, really."

The author has something to say: After Lydia disappeared from the operating room willfully, Strange could only take over the responsibility of notifying the family members of his friends. When he walked out of the operating room, he saw the mutant standing in the waiting area, looking up. Looking out the window, she didn't turn her head even after hearing his footsteps.

"The operation was a success," Strange said.

Eric turned around with his hands in his pockets, nodded to him, glanced at the operating room, and left the clinic directly instead of going in.

When Strange entered the operating room again, Charles, who was lying on the operating table, suddenly said, "He's gone?"

The activity of the cells shortened the time of the anesthetic, Strange was not surprised by this, and let out a "hmm" in his throat.

Charles supported the operating table with both hands, and carefully moved his legs. The long-lost sensation made him feel a little strange.

He hadn't walked on his feet for a long time, and he was not used to it for a while, but it didn't matter, he would get better gradually.

Like everything since Lydia came along.

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After Lydia leaves the clinic!I can't add it to the text, but I want to write _(:з)∠)_ so I can only make it into a small theater!

It's not a cute little theater, don't dislike it!