The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

In the surgeon's office of the Presbyterian Hospital, Strange was frowning and checking the matching data. Just as Schiller expected, after learning about his younger brother Victor's situation, he decisively decided to undergo liver surgery. transplant.

But he understands the current medical development on Earth better than Schiller. In fact, even if there is no explosive growth in technology in the recent period, cancer is not completely hopeless. Wakanda has a cure for cancer.

After seeing Victor's diagnosis report, Strange contacted the Black Panther immediately, but the Black Panther told him that although they could use the power of the Panther God to eliminate cancer cells, they were not too good for genetic problems way.

In other words, even if the cancer cells were eliminated once with the power of Wakanda, once the genetic problem worsened again, Victor would suffer again, so Strange decided to simply do a liver transplant.

In the past, this decision is a bit risky, because the biggest problem with organ transplantation is rejection, but in fact, Dr. Conners has in-depth research on the phenomenon of human body rejection. If he participates in this operation, the prognosis and treatment The effect will be much better, and all parties will work together to find the most suitable liver source, and he will perform the surgery himself, the risk has been minimized.

The good news is that with Nick's help, they quickly found a suitable liver source, and there were more than one. Now Strange is screening the most suitable one with the help of his old classmates.

But at this moment, with a bang, the balcony door was pushed open. Strange turned his head and saw the cold mech rushing in from the balcony. He immediately frowned angrily. , raised his voice and said, Tony Stark! What do you want?!

You still ask me what I want to do?! Stark's tone was higher than his, and the cheek of the mech opened with a click, Stark stared at Strange with a rather cold look and said: You Why violate the agreement between us, don't you know how much we paid to stabilize Schiller's mental state?

Strange's frown deepened, he put down the paper and pen in his hand and stood up, turned to look at Stark and said, What the hell are you crazy about? Tony, what does this have to do with Schiller?

Before Stark could speak, Strange stretched out a hand and said, Yes, I asked him to persuade Victor for me, but they communicated for less than three minutes, and he just It’s just to appease Victor’s emotions, isn’t that okay?”

The scowl on Stark's face disappeared and turned into a deeper expression. He took a step forward and looked into Strange's eyes and said, Having known him for so long, don't you know what he looks like? person?

Schiller will want everything to go perfectly according to his plan, to ensure that there are no accidents in all links, no matter what the cost, he doesn't care! Stark emphasized.

He hammered the wall next to him with one hand, and then said: As long as he participates in something, he will do his best to ensure that the result is as perfect as he expected, even if it may hurt him in the process. Own.

Strange's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, he took a deep breath and said, Don't be tricky, tell me what's going on.

Death came to me last night. Stark turned his head to one side, turned to look out the window, and said in a low tone: Schiller went to find her again, you know, the two of them There's a deal between them.

All human deaths must go to the kingdom of death, but Schiller can pay a price so that the kingdom of death will shut some people out, so that their souls can go directly to the heaven built by Schiller.

Stark lowered his eyes and said: Three days ago, that is, the night your brother was transferred, Schiller went to find death, just like changing back to my parents before, he took a part of his soul to make a deal with death, demanding He shut out your brother's soul.

In this way, no matter whether the liver transplant operation is successful or not, your brother will not die, and the price is an arm of Schiller's soul.

Strange's eyes widened slowly. He looked down first, then stomped his feet on the spot, looked at Stark again with his hands on his hips, and asked, Are you sure? I mean ...Are you sure he traded a part of his soul with death for me?

if not?

Strange opened his mouth for a while, as if he suddenly couldn't speak, he squeezed out a clear cough from his throat, then shook his head, turned around, walked to the desk and sat down.

Stark narrowed his eyes slightly, and he saw that Strange's arm muscles were twitching, and his fingertips were trembling, but it didn't look like a symptom of anxiety disorder, but rather something that had always existed. nerve reflex.

Searching for the psychological information he had learned before, Stark thought of a term in his mind - autism.

But soon, he denied it again. The symptoms of Strange and Schiller were not the same, but somewhat similar, so he instinctively spit out a term: Asperger's Syndrome?

Are you here to be a doctor? Strange insisted.

Of course not, I just want to talk to you, I know, my parents were resurrected because of Schiller, so I have no position to ask you not to let him do it, I just want you to know the possible consequences of this.

Stark put away the mech, walked to sit opposite Strange, leaned on the back of the chair, put one hand on the edge of the table, and said: Maybe he is not really crazy, nor is he crazy. Putting the universe in real danger, because we and the world are his treasures, doesn't mean he won't suffer.

Schiller's lust for emotion masks the pain, but I maintain that there is no benefit in continuing to let his mental state develop.

When talking about this, Stark sighed again and said: Facing Schiller, I always have a feeling of powerlessness.

Each failure made me more anxious, because I saw clearly how my patience was worn out, which meant that one day I would give up, and I couldn't give up on healing Schiller.

Strange just sat opposite and listened quietly, Stark couldn't see any expression on his face, and Stark didn't know if it was Asperger's syndrome that appeared when socializing with people Manifestation of symptoms of inattention.

I'll take care of this. Strange stood up and made a gesture of seeing off the guests. Stark sat on the chair and looked up at him. After a while, he lowered his head and shook his head.

It seemed that Strange didn't really understand him, and another pessimistic emotion came to Stark's heart.

Of course he knew that Strange had the ability to stop Schiller from going mad. Even if he didn't stop him, Strange could go to the kingdom of death like him and exchange for Schiller's soul with other things.

But what about next time? What about next time? Will everyone be able to stop Schiller like they did or recover what he lost? Does everyone have the patience to save Schiller?

Or, is it really possible?

After a long time, Stark once again felt the unstoppable wave of anxiety engulfing him, as if he was floating in the ocean, knowing that the ship would not come, but he didn't want to give up, and felt that his efforts to struggle were futile, but Can't do anything else.

Until Stark left Strange's office, he couldn't see any emotion on Strange's face, he thought, maybe not everyone was as worried as he was.

Most people and Schiller himself think Schiller is very good, but only himself is like a madman, constantly playing the annoying roadblock on this seemingly smooth road.

After Stark left, Strange still didn't say anything, he just took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, and said.

Hello, Schiller? I have already selected the source of the liver for transplantation. The condition is very good in all aspects. The operation will be performed in about a week, but I feel a little nervous now. Can I go to your place?  … ...Okay, see you tonight.

Strange didn't rush to the appointment right away. He first processed all the materials for liver transplantation, then met with the head nurse to confirm the schedule of the operation day, and even performed two minor operations for colleagues who were absent. It was completely dark before he drove to the Arkham Sanatorium.

Schiller seemed to have just finished his meal. He invited Strange to sit down on the single sofa at one side of the office, brought a stack of psychological assessment scales as usual, and handed one to Strange. Say, Let's do a stress test first.

Strange didn't say anything and began to fill out the form. After he finished, Schiller took the scale over, glanced at it and said, Mild anxiety symptoms caused by stressful environments are not a big problem.

Then Schiller looked at Strange's eye movements again, and found that his eyes were slightly out of focus, and after finding that Strange's arm muscles were stiff, Schiller frowned and said, Some of your The mental condition may have affected your reflexes, which may affect your performance on the operating table.

Tony came to see me today. Strange suddenly changed the subject and said, He said you went to find death and wanted to use one of your arms to make sure Victor didn't die, my kind The physical reaction wasn't from anxiety, it was from anger.

Strange leaned forward, arms on his knees, looked Schiller in the eye and said, I wish you would stop doing that.

Schiller's movement of turning over the scale paused for a moment, he raised his eyes to look at Strange, then retracted his eyes and asked, Why?

Because you are questioning my surgical technique. Strange said very seriously: Because you think the operation will fail, but it is absolutely impossible. I will not make any mistakes in front of the operating table. Your guarantee is complete. no need.

I just want to add an extra layer of insurance. Schiller continued to turn over the things in his hand and said, I hope you can understand.

I don't understand, and I hope you stop this behavior immediately. Strange kept staring into Schiller's eyes tightly.

Okay, then I'm going to cancel the deal tonight, I think...

I'm not just referring to Victor's matter. Strange interrupted him immediately, and said: It's all similar incidents, those where you treat us like little babies who can't walk independently, questioning our ability It's going to mess everything up, so do all the safeguards ahead of time - stop all this behavior immediately.

The movement of Schiller's hands stopped, and when he raised his eyes to look at Strange again, there was a trace of indifference and anger in the usual calm eyes, he stared into Strange's eyes and said.

You should know that I'm helping...

I'm not Tony Stark. Strange also stared into Schiller's eyes and said, Your moral kidnapping is completely useless, because I have no morals. I'm not trying to persuade you, but telling you, If you don't stop this behavior, you will pay for it.

Do you know what you're talking about? Stephen Strange. Schiller called Strange's full name for the first time, and his tone had begun to take on a coldness that he had never revealed to his friends.

Of course. Strange stood up from his chair and walked towards the door. Before leaving, he turned his head and said to Schiller one last time.

Stark can't cure you just because he is cowardly, and I am different from him. I am not afraid to pay any price to achieve my goal, and I am not trapped by any moral shackles, so...

Strange made a long sound, stood straight at the door, raised his chin slightly and said, You can try it, Schiller.