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On the other hand, the gears of fate began to turn again. Stephen Strange, a genius surgeon, could no longer engage in the profession he loved because of a car accident.

Desperate Strange began to look everywhere for a possible way to heal his hands.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Stephen. You are also a doctor. You should know very well that your hand can no longer be healed. It is a miracle that it can be saved."

A doctor said to Stephen regretfully while holding an X-ray of Stephen's hand.

"Is there really no way out?"

Stephen asked unwillingly, but he actually knew the answer. This was not the first time the doctor had told him this.

"I'm sorry, but considering the development of modern medicine, I'm afraid you'll get the same conclusion if you go to any other hospital."

Having said that, the man paused.

"However, perhaps you can seek help from Stark Industries. Since Stark Industries launched its technological innovation, the things they have researched are ahead of the entire era. I heard that they have achieved good results in the field of nanotechnology. Maybe you can find a glimmer of hope there."

"Stark Industries?"

Stephen suddenly remembered that he had once performed a rather thrilling operation for an important missionary of Stark Industries, and Stark had also promised that they would provide him with help if necessary. He did not care at first, but now maybe he could really give it a try.

Chapter 650, Stephen Strange

Stark Industries, since the end of the Civil War, Stark has lived a peaceful life.

There is no conspiracy, and no villains. Just spending time with Little Lajiao every day and doing some scientific research. This kind of life is pretty good. No wonder that guy Mu En likes to lie in the welfare home all day.

In the office, Stark was drinking wine, listening to music and enjoying life.

Suddenly Jarvis' voice rang out.

"Sir, Mr. Stephen Strange would like to see you."

"Why does the name Stephen Strange sound familiar?"

Jarvis reminded.

"When Master Mu En suffered a heart attack after a fatal battle with a vampire, it was he who performed surgery on him. After the surgery, you promised him that he would always be a VIP of Stark Industries and that he could come to you anytime if he needed help.

According to the news, Stephen was in a car accident some time ago and his hands were seriously injured. He may be seeking your help. "

"You hurt your hand and need my help? But I'm not a doctor."

Having said that, Stark still let Jarvis bring him up. After all, he had promised him that he could enjoy VIP treatment in Stark Industries, so he would not go back on his word.

Soon, Stephen, looking a little depressed, was brought to Stark by Jarvis.

"Sir, Mr. Stephen is here."

Stark greeted with a smile.

"Hello Mr. Stephen, welcome to Stark Industries. We have met before, do you remember?"

"Of course I remember Mr. Stark."

The two men shook hands, and while shaking hands, Stark also noticed Stephen's hands that were full of wounds and trembling constantly.

"Is your hand okay?"

"To be honest, it's very bad."

Stephen showed a bitter smile on his face. He used to use his dexterous hands to overcome one operation after another that seemed impossible to complete, but now, he couldn't even hold a pen to write.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to."

"It's okay, Mr. Stark. The reason I came to you this time is to get your help. I hope to use your technology to heal my hands."

Looking at Stephen's hands, Stark hesitated.

"Well, you know that Stark Industries used to produce weapons, and we haven't done much research in curing diseases and saving lives. But I think I can give it a try. Are you willing to cooperate with me?"

Stephen nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, of course I am willing. As long as my hands can be cured, I will do anything you ask me to do."

"Then come with me."

Stark took Stephen to his laboratory.

"Jarvis, help me scan Mr. Stephen's hands."

"Yes, sir."

A blue beam of light descended and began to scan Stephen's hands.

The results came out very quickly, and it was horrific. Almost all the nerves in his hands were necrotic, and the remaining nerves were only enough to allow his hands to move barely.

Repairing such hands would be a huge challenge even for Stark, who has mastered nanotechnology.

Moreover, even the genius Tony Stark has never studied the technology of repairing dead neurons.

"How about it, Mr. Stark, is there a possibility of a cure?"

Stephen asked hopefully.

However, Stark shook his head helplessly.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Stephen. You should know that humans currently don't have the technology to repair dead neurons. Although I can start research from scratch, it will take a lot of time and it's still unclear whether it will succeed."

The glimmer of hope that had finally risen was shattered once again.

He had to start from scratch to research the technology that was currently blank in the scientific research field. Although he had heard that Stark had wisdom that surpassed this era, it would still take at least five or six years, or even more than ten years.

Do I have the patience to wait for that person?

Just when Stephen was about to be completely disappointed, Stark suddenly thought that Kurim seemed to have a medical vehicle that could cure some diseases that could not be cured by humans. If it was him, perhaps he could cure Stephen.

"Mr. Stephen, don't give up yet. Maybe there is still a chance?"

"really?"

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"So, this is what's going on. Muen, can you let Kurim use the healing cart to heal his hands?"

In the reception room of the welfare home, Stark and Stephen looked at Mu En and said.

Mu En was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Steve would bring the future Supreme Sorcerer to him.

He also asked me to cure him, you must be kidding, if I really cured him, Gu Yi would be very angry with me!

Mu En cleared his throat and said.

"The medical cart can indeed heal many kinds of injuries, but Tony, it's not a panacea."

"That being said, you still have to give it a try. It works. After all, he saved your life before. You can't just not let him try."

"Of course I didn't mean it."

Mu En paused and said.

"Actually, I have a way to completely get rid of Stephen's hands."

"Really!"

Hearing that there was a way to completely free himself from his own hands, Stephen stood up excitedly.

"Don't get excited, don't get excited, sit down first."

Stephen sat down slowly, and then saw Mu En looking at him with a smile and said.

"Mr. Stephen, have you ever heard of magic?"

"what?"

Stephen thought he had heard wrongly, but Stark, who was standing beside him, slapped his thigh and said.

"Yeah, science may not be able to heal his hands, but maybe magic can."

"what?"

Stephen's eyes widened larger than eggs.

He couldn't believe it. Was he crazy or were they crazy? Magic? Are you kidding? You are Tony Stark, the representative of the technological development of this era. You are actually talking about magic to me?

Stark couldn't help but laugh at Stephen's reaction.

"Forgot. Medicine is also materialism and belongs to the technological side. Stephen, don't be too surprised. You heard it right. We are not crazy. Magic exists. It is a subject like science, but it is not as popular as science."

Stephen felt that he couldn't accept it.

Mu En gave him a small performance, and everything in the room floated up.

"What is this? Magic?"

"It's not magic, it's magic."

Mu En put everything back in place and stood up.

"Come with me, I'll take you to see the man who can heal your hands."

Before Stephen could react, Stark raised his hand and spoke repeatedly.

"Is that the mysterious bald guy from Kamar-Taj? Can you take me there to broaden my horizons? I always hear you mention it, but I haven't been there yet."

"Um, where are you going as a scientist? Do you want to learn magic too?"

Stark said unhappily.

"Why can't I learn magic? Have you forgotten that you are also a scientist? Why can you learn magic but I can't?"

"Okay, okay, I'll ask for you. If they don't agree, then I can't do anything."

As he said that, Mu En directly contacted Ancient One through magic, and he actually agreed after taking it.

"Fuck, what is Ancient One thinking? Is he really planning to let Stark learn magic? What is this, the Supreme Iron Man?"

Muen knew Stark's talent. If he really learned magic, the position of the Sorcerer Supreme might not be able to save Stephen.

But since Ancient One had agreed, what else could he say? He waved his hand and opened the portal to Kamar-Taj.

"Let's go and meet Ancient One."

Stark rubbed his hands excitedly, while Stephen looked at the space gate that appeared out of thin air and was still a little unable to accept it.

Chapter 651: The integration of mages into society, Ancient One's plan

Passing through the portal, Muen led Stark and Stephen to the square of Kamar-Taj.

The main purpose of this visit was to take the two of them on a tour, so the way of entering Kamar-Taj was a bit more formal. Otherwise, according to Mu En's usual habit, he would have directly opened the door and gone to the hall where Ancient One was resting to drink tea.

When Stephen looked at the mages who were practicing together in the square, he felt that his three perspectives were about to shatter.

On the contrary, Stark seemed much calmer. After all, it was not the first time he had seen Ancient One, and he had tried to use technological means to analyze Ancient One's spells before, but without any practical results.

"So this is the legendary holy land of mages. It's quite different from what I imagined."

"So what do you think a wizard's holy land should look like?"

Ancient One's voice sounded, and Ancient One, wearing an orange robe, led the new disciple representative Mordo towards the three people.

Stark said, stroking his mustache.

"My impression of wizards is that they all wear long robes like you, and a hat like a roadblock, holding a staff in their hands, and an owl or something standing on their shoulders.

You give me the feeling, uh, a bit like China's Shaolin Temple, which I've visited before, and they practice in a neatly arranged manner on the square."

Strange, who was still in shock, said subconsciously.

"The wizards you're talking about are the ones in Harry Potter, right? But you're right, this place doesn't look like a wizard's holy land, it's more like a Shaolin holy land."

Mu En was trying hard not to laugh out loud. What the two guys said was so right. When he first came here, he also thought he had come to Shaolin Temple.

Gu Yi spoke up.

"Whether it's wizards or mages in your impression, they are all formed through the imagination and artistic processing of mortals. Of course, it doesn't mean that they don't exist. Perhaps there are mages like the ones you imagine in other dimensions."

"cool."

Stark snapped his fingers and said.

"Master Ancient One, you are talking about the concept of the multiverse, or parallel universe, right? I have also been researching recently. There may be countless parallel worlds in the vast universe, and there may be things in them that are simply impossible in our world.