Bzzzz!!!
In the silent night, a luxury car sped down the highway, its engine roaring violently.
Stephen Strange, dressed in a black formal suit and wearing an expensive watch, gripped the steering wheel as he eagerly headed to a medical gathering, hoping to raise his reputation to an even greater height.
Just then, his phone rang. Strange casually answered it. "Billy, what have you found for me?"
"I've got a thirty-five-year-old Air Force colonel here. His lower spine was crushed by some kind of experimental armor, and he has a burst fracture in the middle of his thoracic vertebrae."
"Fine! I can do that, but so can anyone you pull off the street.
Find me something worth my time!"
Strange spoke carelessly, his tone incomparably relaxed.
With a one-hundred-percent surgical success rate, he could perform surgeries others could do, and he could perform surgeries others couldn't. That was the confidence of a genius among surgeons.
"I also have a sixty-eight-year-old woman with an advanced brainstem glioma."
"Are you trying to ruin my reputation? No thanks!"
"There's also a twenty-two-year-old woman with an electrical stimulator implanted in her brain to control schizophrenia. Then she was struck by lightning."
"That sounds interesting." Strange spoke with interest as he overtook another car around a bend. "Can you send me the—"
Before he could finish, an image from a human brain scan appeared on his car's screen.
"Got it."
Strange's gaze focused on the scan, completely forgetting that he was speeding down a highway.
As expected, the unexpected still happened.
With a loud bang, the car collided with something and shook violently.
Almost instinctively, Strange turned the steering wheel. The luxury car smashed through the guardrail, rolled down the hillside, and plunged into a shallow river.
When he opened his eyes again, he