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Of course, what shocked the forces of all sizes the most was a rumor that spread.

It is rumored that the great changes that occurred in the universe some time ago are related to this earth!

In fact, the culprit causing the great changes in the universe is the rumored man in white!

Everyone who saw the news was shocked, and then had doubts in their hearts.

"This news is outrageous!"

"Yes, I don't believe it anyway. Whoever wants to believe it will believe it. Only a fool will believe it!"

The vast majority of people do not believe this at all and think it is nonsense.

After all, the universe is so huge and vast, how can it be touched by human beings?

Changing the universe, is this not a dream?

They didn't believe it at all.

When most people were questioning, Thanos was sitting in a dark environment in a dark environment. He was tall and purple-skinned. He was sitting on a large chair with a look of surprise on his face.

"White Man..." Thanos murmured the name of White Man, his voice full of fear.

What others thought was impossible, he thought was slightly possible.

Does the White Man's ability to distort reality seem to be able to do this?

After a moment of surprise, Thanos finally shook his head.

To change the universe, the energy consumed during this process must be huge. Does the man in white really have this energy?

Thanos didn't believe it.

After thinking about it, he couldn't help but start thinking about how he could seize the four infinity stones from the hands of the man in white.

A series of conspiracies emerged from his mind.

……

Earth.

While all the forces were shocked, Su Yao at this time had returned to his original position.

Then, he continued to absorb the power of faith and practiced Sunshine.

[Godhead experience +1]

[Experience of sunshine +1]

As he gained experience, time passed and soon it was evening.

Stephen Strange, who had just completed a difficult operation, was driving a sports car on a mountain road.

At this time, while driving, he answered a call on his mobile phone.

"Billy, what do you need from me?" Stephen Strange asked.

The voice of a man in his thirties came from the mobile phone.

"I have a 35-year-old Air Force colonel here whose lower cervical vertebrae were crushed by some kind of experimental armor and whose mid-thoracic vertebrae burst fracture."

Listening to Billy's narration of the cause of the disease, Stephen Strange, one of the industry's top neurosurgeons, was not at all stumped.

He said casually, "Well, I can do this, and anyone you can ask can do it."

"Find me something exciting, don't waste my time!"

Listening to Stephen Strange's conceited words, Billy on the other end of the phone was not surprised at all and directly asked a difficult question.

"I also have a sixty-eight-year-old woman here with advanced brainstem glioma."

Hearing this fatal symptom, Stephen Strange said without thinking, "Do you want to ruin my reputation? I don't want to."

Billy continued, "There was also a twenty-two-year-old woman who had an electrical stimulator implanted in her brain to control schizophrenia and was struck by lightning."

While driving the sports car, Stephen Strange said with interest, "This sounds interesting, can you send it to me?"

A black car appeared on the road ahead, and Stephen Strange drove his sports car to cross it.

At this time, Billy sent a brain map, and Stephen Strange looked at it and said, "Copy that."

However, at this moment, because he was too distracted to pay attention, he directly collided with the car body of the car in front of him.

There was a bang and a violent braking sound.

Stephen Strange's sports car spun in circles and was thrown off the road by the violent impact.

Debris flew.

The sports car rolled over, and all the windows were shattered, flying in pieces, and some even pierced into his hands.

But at this time, Stephen Strange had no time to think too much. Under the violent impact, he fainted directly.

boom!

Finally, the vehicle rolled over and fell onto the river bank not far away.

The sports car's red lights were flashing, and Stephen Strange was lying unconscious on the seat with blood gushing out.

Some time passed, and Stephen Strange, covered in blood, was pushed into the operating room.

When Stephen Strange woke up from the operation, what came into view were his hands wrapped in gauze and fixators.

"What did they do to me?"

Seeing this scene, Stephen Strange, a top surgeon, immediately realized something and his breathing became rapid.

Kristen on the side said quickly, "They sent you here by helicopter, but it took a long time to find you."

"But you've missed the prime time to treat nerve damage."

Stephen Strange heard this and murmured repeatedly, "What did they do to me..."

Christine had to say, "Eleven stainless steel nails were inserted into the bones, multiple ligaments were torn, and the nerves in both hands were severely damaged. The operation lasted eleven hours..."

"Look at these fixtures!" Stephen Strange's tone was full of despair and anger.

"No one could do it better," Christine comforted.

Stephen Strange said unwillingly, "I can do better!"

In desperation, after the wound had recovered somewhat, at Stephen Strange's request, the gauze on his hands was removed.

"You have to be patient and wait for your body to recover."

said the male doctor who performed the operation.

Looking at his hands that were constantly shaking and could no longer perform surgery, Stephen Strange said angrily, "You have completely ruined me!"

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Chapter 308 Introducing Heavenly Father and Savior

Unwilling to be reconciled, Stephen Strange convened a group of surgeons to discuss a plan to repair his hands, and even forced an operation regardless of the hands that had not yet healed.

As a result, to his disappointment, there was no difference between the operation and the non-operation. His hands were still shaking, and even shaving could hurt him.

During this process, he constantly sought help from other surgeons.

"Look, I've read all your research and all the literature you've provided, but it just doesn't work. You probably don't understand how badly you're hurt."

"Now even the best doctors are helpless!"

Stephen Strange wanted to persuade, but the neurosurgeon on the other side of the video refused.

"Honestly, I can't help you with this matter, Stephen. I have to think about my reputation..."

"No, wait!" Before Stephen Strange could say a few more words, the other party resolutely hung up the video call.

Stephen Strange threw away the laptop in his hand angrily.

At this time, Christine walked in from the door.

"He doesn't want to?"

"A quack!" Stephen Strange gritted his teeth, and then said, "There is a new technology in Tokyo. They cultivate and collect donor stem cells, and then use three-dimensional printing to create the chromosome skeleton, but I have to raise a lot of money. "

"Stephen..." Christine wanted to persuade.

"Not much, only two hundred thousand," Stephen Strange said to himself.

"Steve, you always spend as much as you earn, and you are completely overdrafting now!"

As she spoke, her voice weakened. "Should I consider giving up?"

"No!"

Stephen Strange shouted, "Now is definitely not the time to give up!"

Christine said anxiously, "You can't be cured now, so why insist on it? There are some things that you are powerless to do. This is impossible to be cured!"

"Life without a career..." What Stephen Strange wanted to say.

Kristine on the side heard this and said quickly, "That's life too. It's not the end of the world. There will always be other things that make your life full of meaning!"

"Like what, you?" Stephen Strange turned around and said sinisterly.

"You should apologize to me now!" Kristen was very disappointed.

"You should turn around and leave now!" Stephen Strange said solemnly.

After a quarrel, the two broke up unhappy.

Not long after, Stephen Strange took advantage of the fact that no one was around and went to the medical records room to check the information of a patient named Jonathan.

Looking at these materials, Stephen Strange felt a moment of confusion.

It was obvious that the patient's nerve damage was impossible to stand up again, but he did stand up again later.

Soon, according to the information, he came to a stadium.

Looking at the middle-aged man who had spinal cord injury but could still play basketball, Stephen Strange read out in a deep voice, "Jonathan Pangborn, complete spinal cord injury at C8 and C."

"Who are you?" Jonathan turned around with a confused look on his face.

Stephen Strange continued, "Paralyzed from the chest down, and parts of his hands are also paralyzed."

"I don't know you." Jonathan frowned.

"My name is Stephen Strange, and I am a neurosurgeon." After a pause, he added, "I used to be a neurosurgeon."

When he said this, the middle-aged man named Jonathan suddenly remembered something.

"I remembered, buddy, I really know you. I've been to your office, but you didn't even see me. I couldn't pass the test with your help." Jonathan mocked.

Stephen Strange said silently, "I can't save you at all."

"That's what you call retreating from difficulties, right?" Jonathan laughed.

Looking at Jonathan who wanted to leave, Stephen Strange said quickly, "You found hope from despair and created a miracle. I..."

“I am also trying to create my miracle!”

He raised his hands, which were still shaking.

After looking at it for a long time, Jonathan finally felt pity and told him the answer.

"I studied with a group of mages and saints..."

"A group of strangers carried me up the mountain to meet the wizard. Finally, I found my mentor. My mind entered a new realm, my soul was sublimated, and then I don't know how..."

"Your body has recovered?" Stephen Strange asked in surprise.

"Yes." Jonathan nodded.

"There are still many mysteries there, but I don't have enough energy to continue studying. Now that the miracle has arrived, I will go home obediently."

"The place you are looking for is called Kama Taj, but the price of getting there is high."

"How much does it cost?" Stephen Strange asked hurriedly.

"This has nothing to do with money, I wish you good luck." Jonathan turned and left.

Stephen Strange was unwilling to give up. After searching for a while, he came to Kathmandu, Nepal.