Masked Rider from Marvel World

Except today.”

"I understand." Strange stopped talking immediately. It was embarrassing enough to get a ride, and if he showed his disdain, he probably wouldn't even be able to get a ride on two wheels.

"Wait, before we leave, can I ask where we are going?

At least tell me which hospital it is! Maybe I know someone there who can give me a cheaper price. " Strange said. Although he is down and out now, he still has some connections in the medical field. Most importantly, he will pay for the operating room. With his current financial resources, he can save as much as he can!

"Forget it! We're not going to the hospital.

And if you have acquaintances in that place, then I really have to say congratulations." Ling Ge said meaningfully.

Strange took a step back after hearing this and said with some concern: "Did you make a mistake or get cheated?

As a doctor, I really can't figure out where else can you find professional medical equipment besides hospitals."

"I am very ignorant. To be honest, if it weren't for the need to treat your hands, I really wouldn't want to go to that place."

"So, where is our destination?"

"Hey! The Avengers base has the world's most advanced medical equipment.

If you can find one or two people you know among a bunch of agents, then your life must be colorful in some unknown places. "

"Uh, forget it. I don't want to live my life under surveillance."

"Wait, you are connected to the Avengers, those superheroes?" Strange asked belatedly, looking at Ling Ge with suspicion in his eyes.

"I guess so! I've helped them a few times. After all, I'm a detective! A professional one.

In addition, the surgeries performed on two of them were performed by my surgeon, so we became familiar with each other after a few visits.

But believe me, the last thing I want to be associated with in this world is superheroes.

But man proposes, God disposes. When you meet a blind bald black man one day, you will understand that being too good is a sin. "Ling Ge lamented, his eyes full of vicissitudes that should not be there for him at his age.

"Are you okay?" Strange asked tentatively.

"I'm fine, very good.

Remember, when you get there, don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask, and try not to talk. When someone asks you a question, think twice before you answer it. If you can avoid answering, don't answer it. Do you understand?"

"Understood." Strange said dully.

"Let's go! I'll take you there. I talked to them yesterday and there's no problem using the medical equipment there."

"Oh."

...

Three hours later, in northern New York, at the New Avengers Base.

A motorcycle brought the two people here, and Ling Ge's acquaintance Coulson greeted them at the entrance.

"Coulson, long time no see." Ling Ge greeted him warmly. He still felt a little guilty when facing Agent Coulson. After all, he had taken a lot of blame for him. Especially when he heard that Agent Coulson had been sneezing a lot recently, he felt even more guilty.

"Long time no see, but not that long actually," Coulson said.

"Hey! You can't say that. As the saying goes, 'One day without seeing you feels like three years'!"

"Detective, you're still so interesting.

"By the way, is this the doctor you mentioned?" Coulson asked the silent stranger behind Ling Ge.

"Yes, Stephen Strange, a neurosurgeon."

"Hello, nice to meet you, Phil Coulson." Coulson extended his right hand familiarly, a well-trained smile of a nice guy on his face.

"Oh, hello." Strange shook hands with Coulson with some resistance.

Feeling the slight tremor coming from his right hand, Coulson frowned slightly and said, "It seems that the detective is not joking this time. You are really seriously injured."

"Almost crippled, this is a fatal blow to a surgeon." Strange said with a wry smile.

"It is fatal, but you are lucky. Detective Ling Ge is the best doctor in the world. If he says he can make you recover, then he can definitely do it.

However, I am a little curious that even we only learned about his identity as a doctor not long ago.

But based on what we know about him, he can hide 90% of his knowledge from outsiders, so how do you know he is a doctor?" Coulson asked with a smile.

"that is because..."

"Cough cough!"

Just as Strange was about to speak, he was interrupted by Ling Ge's cough. He suddenly remembered something and his face was full of embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't tell you that. I promised him before."

"It's okay. If it's inconvenient to say, you don't have to. This is just my professional habit. Please don't mind it."

Naturally, Strange didn't say much. To put it bluntly, he was just a doctor. It was his first time facing a senior agent like Coulson and he had no experience at all.

"Agent Coulson, could you take us to the operating room first?

For some reason, I have to let him see what real technology, no, medical skills are. "

"Of course no problem, the captain told me to try my best to meet all your needs."

"That's great. Please call Dr. Zhao Hailun over. I need an assistant." Ling Ge said immediately.

"Haha! Detective, you are really rude!

Unfortunately, Dr. Zhao returned to Seoul some time ago, so you came at the wrong time."

"Is that so? Then give me some assistants!

There are no top-notch ones, but there must be professional ones, right? "

"Yes, they are all on standby in the operating room." Coulson said, and took Lingge and Strange into the base.

Strange learned his lesson this time. Even though the Avengers' base had an inexplicable attraction to ordinary people like him, for the sake of his hands' recovery, Strange forced himself not to look around. He just followed the two of them quietly without saying anything.

"Okay, this is it, you two go in!

Doctor Strange, I hope we can shake hands normally when you come out."

"Thank you!" Strange said gratefully.

Seeing Strange's performance, Ling Ge couldn't help but sigh in his heart. This guy is still too young. If he reveals his true feelings to a professional agent, he will be sold out sooner or later and count money for others.

Sure enough, after waiting for the two people to enter the operating room, Coulson called Nick Fury.

"Director, there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with that doctor. He's just an ordinary doctor."

Nick Fury, who was drinking coffee on the helicarrier, heard Coulson's report and sneered, and asked, "Agent Coulson, do you think the person who made the detective pay so much attention to him and even came to the Avengers base to perform surgery is that simple?"

“Sir, I’m actually wondering too, but we retrieved all of Stephen Strange’s information yesterday.

Plus, from my close observation today, he is indeed an ordinary person who couldn’t be more ordinary.”

"Haha! Agent Coulson, have you forgotten that when we first saw Ling Ge's information, we also thought he was an ordinary person?

But the result surprised us. Several disasters on Earth were barely avoided thanks to him."

"Sir, you mean that he is hiding something as well?"

“I’m not sure about this, maybe Ling Ge just had a sudden impulse!

But, Agent Coulson, think about it carefully, Lingge is a detective, and Strange is just a doctor with crippled hands and almost bankrupt. Even if he knew Lingge's abilities by chance, what bargaining chips does he have to make Lingge help him?

Moreover, according to the results we obtained, it seems that Strange turned to Ling Ge because he was desperate.

There are so many doubts about all this, isn’t there?”

"Understood, sir. I'll have someone monitor him."

"Well, remember, send someone to monitor him, and don't use those canned machines. If he really has any connection with Ling Ge, then using these props would be tantamount to incriminating himself."

"Yes, sir."

305. Treat one hand first, and the rest later

In the operating room, Strange lay nervously on the operating table, staring at his hung hands with burning eyes.

"Well, first of all, I need to tell you something that needs to be paid attention to."

"Needless to say, I'm a doctor, no one knows better than me." Strange said. He was now eager to know whether Ling Ge could cure him, and naturally did not want to waste any time.

"Don't be nervous or anxious, I am the surgeon in charge of this operation and I decide when to start.

According to our agreement, I just want to show you my ability, so I don't think it's necessary to cure you completely."

Strange couldn't stand it anymore and asked anxiously and worriedly, "What do you mean, it's incurable?"

"Of course not, I mean what I say.

But before the operation, I need to ask you a question, and you must answer me truthfully.

Are you left-handed?

"No, I'm right-handed." Strange said with a frown, somewhat puzzled by Ling Ge's question.

"That's good." Ling Ge said, and then looked at the assistants around him, "Five of you, please put down his right hand first. We will only treat his left hand today."

"what!"

"Ah for what?

This is great. It can prove my ability and prevent you from getting rid of me. What if after I cure your hands, you don't acknowledge my credit?

And you should be thankful, if only one of your hands was in this condition, I might have crippled you again after healing it." Ling Ge had a sneer on his face when he spoke, which made Strange tremble involuntarily, as if he had entered a terrorist's laboratory.

Ling Ge also sighed slightly in his heart. There was no other way. Although the position of Supreme Mage was respected, not everyone could take it.

Although Strange has no intention of abandoning the company now, it is only now. After he knows what Kamar-Taj is about, he may have the idea of ​​quitting. But he can't really break the other person's hands by then!

Therefore, before sending Strange to Kamar-Taj, he still needs to be given a good beating. Cure half and keep the other half is his method, and it is also the best method.

"Doctor Strange, do you have any objection to this?" Ling Ge asked with a smile.

"I have no objection." Strange helplessly watched his right hand, which had been hung up, being slowly lowered. He felt unwilling, but he had to bow his head under the eaves. If he dared to object, even his left hand would probably not be cured.

"Okay, then the operation can start right away."

"Wait, you don't use anesthesia? I'm just an ordinary person! I don't have such a strong will."

"That's not necessary." Ling Ge said, and put a magic ring on Strange's right hand.

【sleep! 】

"Anesthetics are not as effective as this stuff!" Ling Ge took off the ring on Strange's hand, looked at the people standing by and said, "Everyone, you must be quite capable to be a doctor here. Then there is only one thing you need to do, and that is to do your own job well. No matter what I do, don't interfere with me, understand?"

The five assistants looked at each other and nodded silently.

...

After more than an hour, the operation was over.

Strange was still sleeping soundly on the operating table, and the five doctors looked at Ling Ge with great respect, as if they were looking at a god.

"I'm so tired. By the way, I don't know much about the profession of doctor. Can anyone tell me how much this operation is worth?"

"It should be around seven figures." The leading doctor said after thinking for a while.

"It's so expensive!" Ling Ge was a little surprised.

"That's because no one in this world can do what you did. You repaired his severely damaged nervous system. After a period of recovery training, his hand, no, his left hand will recover."

"Really? Then it seems that I am quite powerful." Ling Ge said embarrassedly.

"Doctor Ling Ge, can you tell me where you learned your medical skills? If it can be popularized, it will be a blessing for all mankind."

"This! It mainly depends on talent."

"Uh, I was abrupt."

"Okay, everyone, now that the operation has been successfully completed, it's time for me and him to leave here.

In addition, please tell Coulson that this doctor is really just an ordinary person, and ask him not to follow up the investigation, because the final result will definitely be nothing." Ling Ge said frankly, he really didn't want Coulson to waste precious human resources on this matter, because after the operation, Strange would be sent to Kamar-Taj by himself, and it would be strange if SHIELD could find him.

Then, he simply poured a glass of cold water and splashed it on Strange's face in front of the astonished eyes of the doctors.

"what!"

Feeling the stimulation on his face, Strange suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the bed. Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar operating room, he subconsciously turned his gaze to his hands.

"No, that's not right. It's the left hand." Strange muttered, then looked at his left hand, trying to move it normally, but the bandage was wrapped too tightly and he couldn't try it at all.