"Mr. Stephen, there's an operation you need to do."

"Stephen, given your high success rate of surgery, the city has decided to award you a medal."

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A thin, arrogant man was sitting on a hospital bed with a confused expression. His eyebrows were narrow and thick, and his eyes were full of sharpness, as well as great sadness and anger. The bridge of the nose is high, just like his character, he will never admit defeat, and he is also full of arrogance because of his ability.

In a trance, countless words of praise and praise are moving away.

Stephen Strange, one of the most famous doctors in Philadelphia, is known in the medical community for his superb surgical skills, matched by the high surgical fees he charges and his stinky temper that he has no friends.

Stephen sat on the hospital bed, and as a doctor, he had to wear his patient's clothes and look weakly at his trembling hands.

These hands have cured countless diseases in the past, but at this time, each finger is implanted with an exoskeleton-like supporting metal, which looks extremely messy.

"My hands, my hands...... Is there really no way to cure it? Stephen gritted his teeth and tried desperately to control his hands not to tremble, but unfortunately, these hands that made him extremely proud did not listen to him and trembled slightly.

There is no way to operate on this kind of hand.

"Nick Tims, you're my best assistant, you tell me my hand still has a way to heal!" Like a madman who has lost hope, Stephen grabs his assistant's clothes in spite of the weakness of his hands, looking hopeful.

Immediately, because of the sudden exertion, there was a sharp stabbing sensation in both hands, and the bones between the bones seemed to have lost lubrication, and the stiff friction was directly carried out.

Stephen was more apprehensive at the touch than at the pain.

"Stephen, calm down, the most important thing now is cultivation, too intense emotions are not good......" Nick Tims pressed Stephen's shoulder, as Stephen's best assistant, he knew Stephen's pride deeply, if he told the truth directly, Stephen would collapse.

"No, Nick Tims, tell me! Tell me! My hands are still saved! Stephen let out a low roar, his eyes red, like a hideous beast covered in wounds.

Nick Tims looked at Stephen with complicated eyes, as Stephen's rare friend, he knew deep down that this man full of pride would not ask anything in such an almost pleading tone unless he had to.

Needless to say, Stephen, a leading surgeon, actually knows the condition of his hands better than he does.

"Stephen, be quiet, it's not like you're calm......" Nick Tims whispered reassurance, all he could say.

He personally took charge of the operation of Stephen, who was unconscious after a car accident, and these hands ...... It's really hopeless.

Stephen's roar of reluctance and sorrow was more like the roar of a beast on the brink of extinction.

"You bastard! You are obviously not sure that you can cure my hand, so why do you operate on my hand without my permission! Stephen struggled to his feet, the pain causing him to scream, touch the cups and flowers on the table, and staggered to the ground.

"Dr. Stephen, please don't do this! If it weren't for Nick Tims' timely operation, your hands would have been completely crippled, and you wouldn't even be able to move! He can't be blamed for that! "A nurse screamed loudly!

"Nonsense! How could I, how could I be crippled! He shouldn't have done my precious double manual surgery without permission! He...... He ...... Stephen pushed the nurse away and fell to his knees feebly. The metal structure on the surface of his hands pressed against his cheeks, feeling the cold touch without a trace of temperature, Stephen despaired.

He's venting, but he still has the most basic judgment, and reason tells him that Nick Tims is not wrong at all. It's just that he didn't know what to do, he lost his hands, his career, and it was completely over.

"I'm sorry, Stephen...... I'm really sorry......" Nick Tims, a middle-aged man, stared blankly at the once haughty Stephen with a guilty expression.

A strong sense of responsibility filled him with self-blame.

If, if his own surgical level was a little higher, Stephen wouldn't be like this, right?

If he had gotten the news that Stephen had been in a car accident and acted a little faster, even a second earlier, maybe it wouldn't have turned out like this, right?

But he knew very well in his heart that no matter how fast he was, it was useless, and Stephen was able to save his hands after the car accident, whether it was the result of his best efforts or great luck.

"I'll resign from the hospital......" Nick Tims looked complicated, bowed deeply to Stephen, who was kneeling on the ground with his face buried deep in his hands, and turned to leave.

This honest doctor, feeling that he has no face to stay here anymore.

The little nurse was stupid, and in one day, the hospital lost two excellent surgeons.

Stephen couldn't listen to the outside rhetoric for a long time, and the whole person was immersed in remorse. Why do you want to go out in a sports car? Why do you want to take that steep mountain road? Why do you want to drive so fast?

As long as he pays a little attention and care, he won't become this ghost. His pride, his career, his future, all in these hands.

From this moment on, it's all wasted.

He lost the whole world.

An arrogant man who loses what he is proud of.

Stephen buried himself in his hands, weeping and weeping.

A man who was full of pride in his heart secretly cried.

Stephen bumped into the nurse and stumbled out into the street in a hospital gown, ignoring the people around him, looking around blankly.

Pedestrians on the street looked at him curiously, and none of the citizens of Philadelphia recognized this guy with messy hair, a vicissitudes of life, and a scruffy beard as the pride of the city.

Like a passerby, Stephen walked helplessly past one pedestrian after another, and no one recognized him.

He ignored the well-wishers who came forward to help enthusiastically, and returned home in a trance.

This is a very luxurious house, and this villa cost Stephen tens of millions of dollars.

On the living room table in the villa, there is a photograph of Stephen and his brother together.

His brother had been dead for a while, and Stephen had been decadent for a while. He had a close relationship with his younger brother, grew up together, and suddenly received the news of his brother's death from the government, and was shocked and crazy for a while.

He approached the officials and asked about the cause of his brother's death, and the officials just gave a reason for the "car accident" and sent him away.

What's even more ridiculous is that his brother died in a car accident, and he managed to get back together, only to have his hands destroyed by the car accident.

His younger brother is called Victor Strange.

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