Pixel Maniac in the Comic World

Chapter 224 The Weakest Iron Fist?
Out of Terry's sight, Danny's expression became a little strange.

"Look, I think the certainty is too low, but what do you think, if you still stick to your original opinion."

Strange's expression became very serious: "I don't know if your job is the same as that of an agent, but if I have to start this operation that is only 60% sure, then I hope I can inform this hospital bed The family of the lying lad.”

Should I inform Aunt Mei?
Terry imagined the old man's reaction. He would probably faint from shock, right?
This is not good.

"Well, doctor, maybe I can solve the third problem. You know, we are not ordinary people - I mean, during your operation, I can try to maintain Peter's vital signs in a safe place. Above the level."

Terry actually wanted to talk about the healing magic directly, but he suddenly thought that Strange seemed to be a staunch materialist warrior. Although the last 'Purple Zombie Invasion' incident opened some eyes to the other party, Terry Still not sure Strange will ever be able to make the leap to the point where he can accept magic appearing in his surgery.

I haven’t read many comics, but the real Sherlock Holmes in the movie was quite repulsive at first.

Strange did not wantonly trust a layman who had never worked with him on the operating table, a field where he was extremely confident and professional because of Terry's previous performance.

So he raised his chin directly towards Terry, showing his rigorous attitude at work.

"Then can I use you as a medical device that can stably maintain vital signs? Just like a defibrillator, at least you should show me your functions."

In order for Strange to see the effect more intuitively, Terry did not take off the jewelry, but also used the sword to cut it very hard, which was so deep that it was possible to see the bone.

Danny didn't seem to be very good at this kind of budding thing, and since he didn't take off his mask, his voice seemed a bit muffled.

Terry lowered his head and calculated the consumption ratio of the healing spell, and then replaced all the accessories that could increase the magic power into the accessories column. He looked at the total amount of mental magic that had been reduced due to his "hard work" practice these days. The total amount has exceeded the 450 magic value mark.

Because he was overly shocked that Danny would say such a thing and had a confidence that was no weaker than Terry's, Terry temporarily forgot to remind Danny to slightly modify his words about his abilities in front of this materialistic warrior.

"I can solve the first two problems using Kung Fu and Qi."

"Then the success rate of the operation now reaches 70%."

Fortunately, Strange remained professional.

Strange was not shocked, but still maintained a very strict posture.

Strange gave the answer Terry wanted, and when both of them breathed a sigh of relief, words that shocked them came from behind Strange.

"I guarantee it's just excessive blood loss. I can treat the opponent continuously for an hour and twenty minutes."

Then Terry's lips moved slightly and he quickly recited the healing spell that replaced his real name. Under the faint green light, Terry's slap wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Prove your words."

"This surgery is expected to take up to four hours. How many times can you use this ability? Especially when it starts around two hours and forty minutes, I'm afraid I will need you to release it quite frequently at that time."

Terry was also unambiguous and waved to Strange. The two of them exited the ward and returned to the disinfection room. Then Terry took out the moon-watching sword, took off his gloves and made a slash directly in the center of the palm.

Danny immediately walked over and took off his gloves as well. First he glanced at Terry who was confused, shook his head, and then turned to Strange.

"My academic skills are not good..."

There is no doubt that Danny's humble beginning made Strange frown deeply. To be honest, if this was Strange's operating table, at least in the outside world, any colleague who dared to say that he was not good at academics, even if he was already standing in the operating room, would be chased away by Strange with a scalpel. go out.

"So I can't use my kung fu on a freely moving person, but Peter injected so much anesthesia, so I think it can be regarded as a practice dummy - just a wooden dummy that can't move, then I can't use it on anyone." I am quite confident in this skill.”

In a short paragraph, Danny challenged Strange's majesty and emphasis on the operating room field several times. Terry even saw that Strange was already a little impatient with Danny, which was rare. I endure it because of this environment.

Because to Strange's ears, Danny's analogy was like a new colleague saying that he was quite confident in how to perform surgery on the dummy on the operating table that was about to begin.

"Please cooperate with Dr. Strange. This technique called acupoint technique should be able to solve the neurological reaction problem you just mentioned."

Do I have to send it? !

Iron Fist Man has this kind of skill?
Strange was actually suppressing his anger, but Danny, who was about to use it, mistakenly thought that the other party was standing still and cooperating with him. The fingers of his hands that took off his gloves ignited small golden flames, and then like It was like the Shaw Brothers martial arts movie Terry had seen in his previous life, and he hit Strange hard and fast.

"Forearm."

As Danny stabbed Strange's left chest twice at an extremely fast speed, Strange was already angrily trying to push the offending guy away, but when he raised his shoulders, he found that his arm It drooped down as if it was disobedient.

Treating his hands as life, Strange instantly turned all his anger into panic.

"What did you do!!!"

"Acupoint removal technique."

Danny poked twice more in the same direction at an extremely fast speed. Strange's arms received the instructions from his brain again and pushed forward, but Danny took them down with tenderness.

Danny put his hands on Strange's shoulders and smiled shyly.

"As long as Peter's body doesn't move, I can calm down any additional neurological reactions he has through acupuncture, so you see..."

Strange's face looked a little ugly, but at the same time there was a special novelty in his eyes. He moved his undamaged hands in disbelief, and then nodded.

"Now, the surgery is 85% certain."

Terry was immediately overjoyed: "At this level, there is no need to hesitate!"

Strange looked at Danny Rand solemnly: "Can I ask what the remaining problem you mentioned can be solved?"

Danny raised a finger, the golden aura beating actively.

"This is different from acupuncture. In fact, I am quite confident about this issue. I can use Qi to accurately mark and find the more than a hundred nerve contacts that are difficult to find."

Strange was finally moved and swallowed hard.

"Every one of them can definitely be found?"

"Yes, absolutely every one of them can be found."

(End of this chapter)