Strange was no longer surprised. He smiled miserably, raised his hands, and said to himself: "I know it, I know it. Have you ever seen someone who is paralyzed like this and can still recover?" What? Even I can’t do it, let alone others!”
A glimmer of light flashed in the black doctor's eyes, and he said inexplicably: "There really is one."
"What do you mean?" Strange looked at the doctor in surprise.
The black doctor recalled: "There was a patient who had a work accident. His back was injured and his whole body was paralyzed. One of his legs was completely disabled. He was in pain all over while sitting on the chair. He gave up treatment in our hospital half a year ago. For half a year, I have not been able to treat him. I saw him again and thought he was dead."
"Then what?" Strange asked eagerly.
The black doctor lamented: "Some time ago, I suddenly saw him, and he walked past me, just like a normal person."
"How can this be!"
Strange opened his eyes wide, as if grasping the last straw, "Please, give me his information!"
The black doctor looked directly at Strange and said solemnly: "You know, collecting patient information is prohibited in the hospital. But in order to make you, a proud genius, admit your mistake, I am happy to make an exception this time!"
Chapter 470 Do you believe in magic
Hospital inspection report.
Patient: Jonathan Pangborn.
Inspection date: December 3, 2011, inspection time: 09.52.
Cause: Work-related accident, high degree of paralysis, scrapped left leg, bone dislocation...
gave up treatment on January 22, 2012...
…
Strange spent a whole night in the hotel to read in detail the examination report of this man named 'Jonathan Pangborn'. No matter how he hypothesized and deduced, he believed that there was no way to use neurosurgery to treat it. its illness.
After all, the other party's paralysis condition is several times more serious than his own. If such a patient can really recover as before, it can only be described as a miracle.
"Since his body can be healed, then my hands may be able to save him..." Strange's breathing was a little faster, and his eyes were full of hope and expectation.
The next day, early morning.
Strange came to a basketball court next to a factory and found the severely paralyzed patient on the inspection report - Jonathan. He was playing basketball with a group of co-workers. On the basketball court, Jonathan's legs were flying and there was no movement at all. Traces of the past of a patient who became seriously paralyzed two years ago.
He was truly healed;
Miracles really exist!
Strange stood outside the iron net of the basketball court and asked a passing worker to call Jonathan over from the basketball court.
Hearing that someone was looking for him, Jonathan came outside the basketball court with doubts. When he saw Strange with a desolate look on his face, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "It's you, the famous neurosurgeon in New York. What, you need something?" I?"
"You know me?" Strange was slightly confused.
Jonathan said with a slightly mocking tone: "Yes, two years ago, but my family couldn't even enter your office, and they didn't even pass the assistant level."
"That's because I can't cure you." Strange didn't care. He looked at Jonathan and said solemnly: "Jonathan Pangborn. Two years ago, you suffered a complete injury to two spinal cords and a complete chest injury due to a work-related accident. Paralyzed, both hands are also paralyzed, and my left leg is severely disabled,"
"What do you want to do?" Jonathan turned around slightly uneasily, looked at the co-workers on the basketball court, and then glared at Strange. He didn't want others to know about his special past.
Strange raised his bandaged palms, looked directly at Jonathan, and said sincerely: "You created a miracle out of despair. Now, I am also trying to find my miracle."
Jonathan's heart trembled slightly, and he had to admit that he saw a trace of himself in Strange.
The kind of life attitude that is in a dark and desperate situation, but still looking for bright hope.
"All right."
Jonathan put aside his grudge, took a few steps forward, and asked Strange, "Do you believe in magic?"
"Spell?"
Strange muttered to himself. He remembered that a man had asked him a similar question some time ago.
Without waiting for his response, Jonathan continued: "I already wanted to give up, but I thought that only my brain was still functioning normally, so I wanted to do some exercise. I was studying with a group of mage saints, sitting on a chair, Being carried by a group of strangers to meet the saint."
Strange became more and more confused as he listened, but he still tried hard to write down everything Jonathan said.
"Finally, I found my mentor. I have also entered a new realm here, and my soul has been sublimated."
Jonathan pointed to his forehead and sighed: "Then, somehow..."
Strange took over his unfinished words and said in disbelief: "Your body has recovered?"
"Yes." Jonathan nodded, "There are still many mysteries in it, but my health is already good, and I don't have enough energy to stay and continue studying. Now that the miracle has happened, I decided to go home obediently."
Strange said urgently: "Where is that place? Please tell me!"
Jonathan hesitated and replied: "The place you are looking for is called Kama Taj."
After saying that, Jonathan turned around and returned to the basketball court.
"How much does it cost to get there?" Strange shouted, looking at his back.
Jonathan took a few more steps toward the basketball court, and finally looked back and said, "It's not a question of how much money it costs to get there, that's it, I wish you good luck."
Strange was stunned on the spot. He looked down at his hands and kept chanting: "Kama Taj, Kama Taj..."
Unnatural office, top floor office.
Yutong reported softly to Kyle who was sitting in the office chair: "Boss. Strange spent his last savings and bought a plane ticket to Nepal. Today he went to look for the name 'Kamatai' Ji's mystery lies."
Kyle, who had closed his eyes to rest, opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Well, let's see what happens next. It's not something that ordinary people can find there. Even if I came here specially, I would probably be rejected. But if it were him, he probably wouldn't be able to find it. question."
"You think so highly of that doctor?" Yutong asked in surprise.
Kyle smiled indifferently and said inexplicably: "Yes. I even suspect that that person deliberately extended his life to the current era just to wait for Strange."
"Since we are both impatient with each other, let him take that step as soon as possible!"
Kyle looked out the floor-to-ceiling window, his meaningful gaze seemed to penetrate the space, and he was looking at someone on the other side of the earth.
What you don't want to do, I did it for you. Now it's up to you, Gu Yi.
Nepal, somewhere in a church covered by magic.
A bald woman sitting cross-legged on the cushion slowly opened her eyes, and there seemed to be stars falling in Gujing Wubo's eyes.
"Master Gu Yi, what did you see?"
Modu, a black man wearing dark mage robes, had been standing nearby. When he saw the woman opening her eyes, he couldn't help asking respectfully.