"What did you say your name was?"
The next day, on the rooftop, George looked at the tall man in a suit before him, surprise showing on his face.
The man straightened his clothes with a trace of arrogance and replied, "Stephen Strange. I'm warning you, this is kidnapping. What you're doing is illegal. I'll get a lawyer and sue you!"
"Could this guy be the future Doctor Strange?"
George looked at Leon beside him and asked, "What's going on?"
"We offered the other doctors extra pay, and they were all willing to come. But no matter how much we offered this guy, he refused. The thing is, he's currently recognized as the best neurosurgeon in New York."
"So we forcibly tied him up and brought him here."
Leon pulled out a pistol and pressed it against Stephen's forehead. "Kid, I'd watch your mouth if I were you. I know you have a girlfriend named Christine Palmer. You wouldn't want her to go out one day and accidentally get hit by a car, would you?"
"You... Fine... I'll watch it. Don't hurt her!"
Anger appeared on Stephen's face, but for his girlfriend's safety, he had no choice but to hold it in.
"So it really is Doctor Strange."
George raised an eyebrow. Same name, same profession, even the same girlfriend. There was no mistake, then.
He only remembered that Doctor Strange had been a famous doctor before, but he really hadn't known the man was a neurosurgeon.
But that was not a big problem. The other party would only become Doctor Strange six or seven years later. Right now, he was just an ordinary person. George was not trying to kill him, only to have him help treat someone.
Most likely, it would not attract the attention of that old