My Marvel Supergirlfriend

My Marvel Supergirlfriend Chapter 331

Future Chronicle Headquarters, Director's Office.

A young man who looks only about 18 years old, looks like a golden ratio figure with a white shirt held up three-dimensionally, and a delicious and pretty teenager sitting on an office chair.

As for the luxurious and high-end office chair, the young and beautiful golden short-haired girl is wearing a hip wrap skirt, standing quietly like a little secretary.

"Are you...Xi Nian? Xi Nian Prince?!"

Strange walked into the living room, staring at the black-haired boy with almost dull eyes.

"long time no see, Doctor Strange." Xi Nian smiled and nodded, "Sit down and talk."

"It's really you. I thought, You fell ill three years ago..."

Strange was amazed.

At the beginning, Strange was airlifted by Lorna directly from New York to Washington to see a doctor for Xi Nian.

That cancer, which seems to be one of the most terrifying terminal diseases of mankind, is ten times more terrifying than cancer, and it is almost like being targeted by Death God.

Even if diagnosed by Strange's superb medical skills, they can only survive for three days at most.

And now three years have passed.

The boy who should have died was unscathed, his face was rosy, and he was sitting in the chair unchanged from three years ago.

A medical miracle?

"Oh, I did die for three years, and I just resurrected." Xi Nian said without thinking.

“…”

Strange always feels that his three views will be subverted by the other party’s fiercely every time.

Dead and come back to life?

Is this still human?

Strange sat down on the chair in front of the desk, his brain digested the huge amount of information a little, and then looked at Xi Nian in surprise and said, "Are you the manager of the future era?"

"No." Xi Nian simply shook the head.

While Strange was inexplicably relieved, Xi Nian said bluntly: "I am the board member of this company, and the director is one of the stewards in my family."

"..."

Strange didn't know what to say. After a while, he slowly exhaled and said with a bitter smile: "It's you. The angle subverts my imagination."

He looked towards the girl standing next to Xi Nian, whose appearance, figure, and temperament were all eye-catching: "This is..."

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"Hello, Mr. Strange, my name is Gwen Stacy." Gwen holds a document, her short hair is neat and intellectually beautiful, her body is petite and well-curved, her black silk legs are straight and even, she really looks like a norm The little secret said politely with a smile on his face.

"She's my girlfriend." Xi Nian added with a wink.

Gwen blushed a little, but didn't refute it.

Strange feels that he has been fed a sip of dog food. Can you understand the disabled person who has been single for more than 30 years and has no girlfriend?

Xi Nian's eyes fell on Strange's hidden hands: "Okay. Doctor, how are your hands now?"

Strange sighed, struggling to lift and wrapped in bandages The stiff hands: "As you can see. Due to a car accident, the palms are highly paralyzed, unable to move, and the hospital is powerless."

Xi Nian suddenly looked stunned.

Under his gaze, a faint black gunpowder, like mist in the morning, lingered on the palms of Strange's paralyzed hands, melting and dispersing.

Like Death's photo!

"Xi Nian?"

Xi Nian didn't come back to his senses until Gwen's words came from the side.

Xi Nian looked at Strange again, where there was also some black fog, as if he had seen it wrong just now.

However, how could the self with spider senses be wrong!

"Gwen, did you notice anything unusual in me just now? For example, eyes." Xi Nian asked Gwen directly.

"No." Gwen replied: "You were in a daze, apart from this, there is nothing abnormal."

"Then did you see it just now, Black Mist. "Xi Nian's eyes fell back to Strange's hands again.

Gwen shook his head: "I didn't see any black fog."

"What's the matter." Strange was even more confused about this, and obviously didn't see what Xi Nian saw in Xi Nian's eyes just now. strange sight.

Xi Nian's eyes narrowed.

It turned out that he was the only one who could see...

"Nothing."

Xi Nian shook his head and snapped his fingers: "Alice."

Now.

A blue shimmer, like a scanning ray, fell from the office ceiling, scanning Strange's hands up and down.

Waiting for the scan to finish, Xi Nian asked directly, "Can it be cured?"

In the office, Alice's sweet and crisp voice quickly replied:

" The muscles are severely necrotic, and the nerves are highly damaged. It would be great if they could be sent for treatment within a week of the injury."

Strange's eyes suddenly dimmed, and his heart continued to sink.

But the artificial intelligence Alice continued: "Due to the long delay, there are only three treatment options left."

"One is to directly abandon the old limb, Replacement of new cultivated limbs. One is to add some metal to repair nerves, and the old limbs are transformed into semi-mechanical and semi-biological ones. The last one is to abandon the old limbs and replace a pair of metal mechanical limbs.”

"Three... kinds? How effective." Strange's mouth was dry.

Alice: "No matter what kind of treatment plan, your hands can at least restore their original functions, or even more!"

Strange opened his eyes excitedly, his body Uncontrollable trembling.

"Doctor, what do you think?" Xi Nian said: "I personally recommend you to choose the Third Type. Since your hand is dead, it's better to just go straight-mechanical ascension!"

< p>Strange took a deep breath and said, "I want to choose the second type."

Whether it is the first or the third type, the old limbs must be discarded.

There is only the second type, which is to be highly restored on the premise of retaining the old limbs.

Strange doesn't want to give up the original hands that made him a genius doctor.

Since it was Strange's own choice, Xi Nian didn't try to persuade him, opened the mouth and said: "Alice, help him arrange it."

Alice: "Strange Sir, you can heal in the laboratory of Future Chronicle today, and the repair is expected to be completed tomorrow."

"Thank you, Xi Nian, thank you." Strange's eyes were full of gratitude, and he continued to thank him.

"Didn't you help me before." Xi Nian smiled.

"I wasn't very helpful both times."

Strange shook his head, ashamed.

"Aren't we friends, friends don't care about that." Xi Nian shrugged.

For him, it's not even no effort at all to help Strange.

Xi Nian thought for a while, then said with a smile: "If you feel that you owe something. After your hand is ready, come and work in our company. I need elite talents like you here."

"Then it's settled." Strange's scruffy face also showed a smile: "In the future, now is the workplace where many people yearn for something even in dreams."

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After saying goodbye to Strange.

Xi Nian and Gwen come to a bustling pedestrian street not far from the future.

One thing, Xi Nian urgently needs to confirm!