Doctor Strange and Elixir, the Omega-level mutant skilled in healing, had both examined him. Neither could do anything about Stark's current condition.
When Daisy found Stark, the fat bodyguard was pushing his wheelchair through the courtyard so he could enjoy the sun. Seeing her arrive, he seemed to know they had things to discuss, so he greeted her and left the courtyard.
Stark wore brown pajamas and sunglasses, with an IV drip still attached to his right arm. Sensing something behind him, he turned to look.
As though her appearance struck him as unbelievable, Stark removed his sunglasses and looked at her carefully twice.
"I thought you'd keep being that Cosmic Administrator or whatever. Did the gods vote and kick you out?" Stark tried to analyze why she had appeared here using his own logic.
Daisy did not intend to discuss that topic. Talking too much about it would make her seem like she was bragging.
Her silence made Stark realize his question had been a little abrupt. After thinking it over, he changed the subject.
"Has Thanos been dealt with for good?"
Daisy nodded lightly. "Completely. From now on, there will be no Thanos in our universe. Close your eyes. It should just be some brain damage. Nothing difficult. Let me take a look."
Whether it was neural damage, a severe injury to the soul, or a loss of consciousness, as long as the patient was awake, she could treat them. She had that confidence.
But after examining Stark twice, she felt she had spoken too soon...
Stark had lost control of both legs. This was not damage, a severe injury, or a loss—it was the erasure that came with using the Ultimate Nullifier. He had erased Thanos, and as the price for wielding that ultimate energy, part of