Strongest Thor In Marvel

"Thor, did you know that my former colleague Strange was in a car accident."

"Oh?" Thor frowned and asked, "How is the injury?"

"He was trapped in the car for a long time. When the helicopter found him, he had already missed the best time to treat the nerve injury. Eleven stainless steel nails were inserted into the bone, multiple ligaments were torn, and the nerves in his hands were severely damaged. Now He has almost no feeling in his hands."

Speaking of this, Christine couldn't help feeling a little sad. As a surgeon, no one knows the importance of a pair of hands to a doctor better than her.

Not to mention a miracle doctor like Strange.

"Oh? So serious?" Thor was a little puzzled. In the original book, Strange didn't seem to be so miserable, right? He could barely shave before.

He couldn't help asking: "It's logical that it shouldn't be like this? Doesn't he have a colleague named Nick who is also very skilled in medicine 640?"

Christine shrugged: "But Nick just couldn't be contacted at that time, and I found out later that I went to the parade..."

Uh, Thor helped his forehead, so he still cheated him?

Thor couldn't help asking: "Then you can do it too. You just acted as a family doctor for me, and you didn't sign a contract of prostitution. It's nothing to help a friend with an operation..."

Christine shook her head and said in a low voice: "No, I'm not good enough in neurosurgery. However, he contacted me and said he wanted to meet with you.

"No problem, anytime."

In a high-end cafe, Thor cut to the point: "Tell me, what can you do to me."

On the opposite side, Strange didn't have the slightest youthful youth, and looked extremely embarrassed.

He tremblingly tried to lift the coffee cup.

With a "snap", the coffee cup fell heavily on the table.

The sound of shattering cups broke the silence in the cafe.

Strange looked at his hands and said in pain, "Did you see that? Quack doctors ruined me! Now, probably only you can help me. I heard that you have a potion that can regenerate limbs— ———Extremis. I am willing to use all my assets..."

"Wait!" Thor interrupted him, and said lightly, "I'm not short of money. But you helped Stark, so it's okay if I give you a potion, but I'm sorry, it still doesn't work

"Why?"

"Because... some bald magician told me not to help you.

"Bald-headed magician?" Strange was taken aback for a moment, and then his face turned angry: "Oh, my God. Even if you reject me, there's no need to use a fortune-telling liar to fool me, right?"

The Ancient One magician far away in Kamar-Taj twitched the corner of his mouth.

Thor held back his laughter and said in a low voice: "Although I can't help you, I can show you a clear way."

"What?"

"Nepal, Kathmandu."

"Are you sure? There is a doctor out there who can cure me?" (ahfa)

Strange looked suspicious.

Isn't this one of the least developed countries in the world? Could it be possible to meet hidden genius doctors in that kind of place?

Thor smiled mysteriously: "I didn't say it was a doctor. Go there, and remember to find a place called Kamar-Taj. There, you will see your true destiny.

"Can you be more specific?"

Thor thought about it for a second, then nodded: "To be honest, I also think it's better to order directly, it's too troublesome to go around, let me give you a ride.

Stretching out a hand and swipe in the air, a golden circle of light slowly appeared.

"What do you want?" Strange looked vigilant, once bitten by a snake for ten years and afraid of well ropes, he remembered the experience of being free-falling

Thor ignored him, waved his hand, and the golden halo came towards him.

"Ouch…………"

Strange fell to the ground with a thud, raised his head, and found that everything in front of him had changed.

"Where is this?"

This is an antique-looking hall, many people wear strange clothes, full of mystery.

In the middle of the hall, ten middle-aged bald women in yellow monk robes were staring at him blankly.

In the disappearing portal, Thor's voice came: "Master Ancient One, the person you want has been sent to you!"

Ancient One's forehead is full of black lines, why does he seem to be trafficking people?

I wanted to wait for him to go through more hardships and investigate carefully, but Thor sent him here directly.

Looking at Strange with a suspicious expression, Ancient One sighed.

"Young man, I already know the purpose of your visit. Do you believe in the existence of magic?"

"I believe.

Ancient One's prepared rhetoric can't be played out...

Modu Magician asked curiously: "Can you tell me why? It stands to reason that it is difficult for people who have received so many years of materialistic education to believe in our existence for the first time.

"Because a guy named Thor used magic on me. And, didn't you see how I was thrown here?"

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