I Am In Marvel Chapter 466: Doctor Strange

Strange is a neurosurgeon who saves lives and saves lives.

Yes, saving lives and healing the wounded, even he thinks so.

Although he is only in his thirties and has only worked as a doctor for ten years, in terms of neurosurgery technology alone, Strange can confidently say that if he is only second in New York, then no surgeon would dare to call him New York. First.

Strange is undoubtedly a superior and conceited genius. In the past ten years, he has not only become famous in the medical community for his neurosurgery skills, but also obtained a lot of shares in the surgical hospital where he works, becoming a young and wealthy man. Surgeon and stockholder.

Now Strange no longer cares about the cost of medical treatment. He only cares about whether the next seriously ill patient he handles has difficult surgical diseases that other doctors cannot overcome, and then relies on his extraordinary neurological treatment technology. To challenge patients.

This morning.

Strange drove one of his favorite cars, the Chevrolet A8, through the main road with traffic, and headed to a private surgical hospital in the center of New York City to prepare for the daily work of a surgeon.

But as soon as he arrived at the main entrance of the surgical hospital, Strange unexpectedly discovered that the entrance of the hospital was crowded with media personnel, so that many local police officers came to maintain order with the hospital's guards and stopped them. Media reporters trying to enter the hospital building.

"Except for patients living in the hospital, or related family members, and hospital nurses, no other personnel are allowed to enter the hospital building!" The guard captain wiped the sweat from his face and held a loudspeaker in his hand. He shouted a warning to the crowd.

A group of media personnel were stunned for a moment, then shouted even harder:

"I am a patient! Let me go to the emergency room!"

"I'm sick! I'm sick too!"

Strange got into the seething crowd. The captain of the guard recognized him and hurriedly pulled Strange out of the crowd.

"Captain Philip, what is going on with these media?" Strange asked confused.

"Doctor Strange, you'll find out when you get in." The guard captain smiled bitterly at Strange, and then continued to work hard to resist the media reporters to prevent them from entering and disturbing the recuperating patients.

Strange could only enter the hospital building with full of doubts, and then came to the reception hall on the first floor. His female colleague, Dr. Christine Palmer, walked quickly He stepped forward and took his arm towards the elevator, "Come with me quickly, the dean and chairman of the board are waiting for you!"

Strange ran after him and couldn't help but ask: "Dr. Christine, what happened inside the hospital? Isn't it a serious doctor-patient incident? It's not like you to be so anxious."

"Our hospital has been acquired! Can you not be anxious?" Kristen said angrily.

"What did you say?" Strange was stunned.

In the employee-only elevator going up to the high-rise conference hall.

Strange's face tightened, he thought calmly, and muttered: "That's not right! Even if the hospital is acquired, according to the provisions of the treaty, a shareholders' meeting should be held first and the voting decision should be made step by step. After all, this is a big deal. ”

Christine shrugged and said: "Because of the identity of the acquirer and the price given, the major shareholder had no reason to refuse, so he agreed on his own initiative. Now the people on the other side, including the dean, Shareholders, we are signing a contract in the conference room. The dean asked me to wait for you downstairs. When you arrive, I will take you directly to the conference hall."

"How can I say that our hospital is ranked among the top three in New York City and is the only private surgical hospital! To be so sloppy...what is the origin of the other party?" No matter how calmly Strange thought about it, he still couldn't Can't think of a complete answer.

"You just said that I'm not calm enough. You'll know it when you get to the conference hall." Kristen let it slip and sighed softly: "If I were to describe it, the other party is...the ceiling."

Ceiling? What adjective is this?

Strange's own genius and arrogance made him want to compete with his opponent.

When Christine and Strange rushed to the conference room corridor, the door of the conference hall suddenly opened. The old director of the hospital walked in the front, and there were more than a dozen shareholders and directors, all of whom bowed attentively. With their waists bent, a man and a woman walked out like stars surrounding the moon.

"Christine, is the person you are talking about..."

Strange stopped in a daze and opened his mouth. Even if there was no crowd around him, the man and the woman were equally eye-catching. The man was young and handsome, and the woman was elegant and stunning. No one could move when they walked together. Don't open your eyes.

Kyle Carr, the symbol of peace, and Yutong Carr, the chairman of Unnatural Agency.

Isn’t this the ceiling?

Represents the ceiling of all industries, achievements, money, rights, etc.!

The director of the hospital obviously saw Strange, and hurriedly stepped forward, pulled him and whispered: "Strange, you came too late, the contract has been signed, you can make up for it later. Just sign it."

Without waiting for Strange to respond, the old dean pulled Strange, turned to Kyle and Yutong, and introduced: "Mr. Kyle, Miss Yutong, this is the most outstanding person in our hospital. Neurosurgeon-Stephen Strange is also one of the shareholders of the hospital."

"Oh?"

Kyle smiled faintly. He was wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt on his upper body and three-quarter casual pants on his lower body. He had a tall, strong and perfect physique, and a gentle and calm domineering temperament, which made the shareholders with beer bellies beside him consciously maintain a certain attitude. distance.

Be aware.

Kyle, Symbol of Peace, was a demon slayer in World War II, and his current status is even more ridiculous. No matter how easy-going he is, no one dares to really go easy-going with him.

What everyone on the field didn't expect was that Kyle suddenly stepped forward and stretched out his left hand towards Strange, "Doctor Strange, right? Hello."

Not only others were stunned, but Strange was also stunned. Fortunately, Christine pushed him, and Strange stretched out his hand in flattery and held hands with Kyle.

In front of the living legend of New York, all genius and self-confidence are gone.

Because the other party is the ultimate genius.

"Strange, you are a surgeon."

Kyle looked at Strange calmly~IndoMTL.com~ and did not let go immediately. Instead, he asked softly: "Then do you believe in ghosts, gods, magic, or the theory of souls?"

Strange did not expect that the Peace Symbol would take the initiative to shake hands, let alone that he would suddenly ask such a question.

Strange could not help but be silent for a moment, and finally strengthened his inner thoughts, took a deep breath, shook his head and said: "I am a materialist, I only believe in science and knowledge. How can the so-called theory of magic and soul be Save those seriously ill people?"

"Strange!" The old dean was anxious, fearing that Strange would accidentally contradict Kyle.

Kyle didn’t have any dissatisfaction. He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, patted Strange’s shoulder, and said with a smile: "If you believe too much in science, isn’t it superstitious? Doctor Strange, I hope we can meet next time See, you can still give the same answer."

Finish this sentence.

Kyle did not stay any longer and left with Yutong dressed as a secretary, leaving Strange standing there blankly.