Bang!
The examination room door closed, and Wade's hunched silhouette vanished beyond the crack. In the end, he took the form with him, intending to go home and come clean to Vanessa.
The doctor stood and stretched his neck, removing his mask and plain glasses before casually tossing them onto the desk.
A black-and-yellow figure seemed to materialize out of thin air in a corner of the examination room. He walked over and sat in the chair Wade had occupied moments earlier.
"Holloway, you were pretty cold when you said you were dead."
"Heh, I learned it from you. Having Steve tear an arm off the Godfather's corpse at the funeral... he probably still had nightmares about it to this day, right?" Holloway smiled as well. He went to lock the door, took out a bottle of liquor from his desk, and the two began sharing it.
Su Ming waved a hand, as modest as ever. "Let's not talk about that. You said his cancer was caused by frequent radiation exposure?"
"Ninety-nine percent of his organs are becoming cancerous at the same time. That can't happen naturally. Aside from living in a radioactive environment for a long time, the other possibility is that he was repeatedly exposed to powerful radiation sources for brief periods."
When it came to medicine, Holloway was still very serious. Although he had originally been a cardiologist, after all these years, he had long since become an all-around medical expert.
"An ordinary person would have died long ago with this many types of cancer. But if the patient is Deadpool..."
Holloway had met Deadpool during World War II. If Wade were cured today, there would be no Deadpool in the future, and the entire Timeline would collapse because of the paradox.
Su Ming knew that the