Infinite Earth Guardian

Fan Mang opened his eyes in a daze, and found himself lying on the hospital bed. This place should be a hospital.

"Doctor, he's awake." A little nurse shouted.

Fan Mang wanted to raise his hand to stop the little nurse and ask about the situation, but he felt weak and weak. It seemed that the side effects had not disappeared.

A middle-aged doctor in a white coat walked in, followed by several young people who looked like interns.

"Mr. Fan, how do you feel? Is there any discomfort?"

"Uh~~ I'm weak all over, I just want to rest for a while." Fan Mang hasn't figured out what's going on, besides his weakness, even the power of a demon like Chato and the power of Green Lantern of Hal It can't be cured, let alone ordinary medical skills.

"You guys, can anyone tell me how to treat Mr. Fan in this situation?" The middle-aged doctor looked at the three interns he brought with him. He would choose one of the three to join his team, and the other two One, write at most a recommendation letter after the internship, and let them go to work in those small local hospitals.

"Dr. Homan, I think he has myasthenia gravis, and he has myasthenia gravis. He should be relieved with drugs and given blood transfusions at the same time." An intern raised his hand and said.

"I think what Gray said is right, but specifically anticholinesterase drugs should be used, such as pyridostigmine, which has a good effect. Depending on the drug situation, continue to decide on the follow-up treatment plan."

Dr. Homan looked at the last intern: "Stephen, tell me your opinion. Don't be silent, and don't be afraid of making mistakes. After all, you have to get my permission to take medicines."

Stephen Strange took a deep breath and looked at Dr. Homan: "I don't think he has myasthenia gravis. So I think their plan is wrong."

"I want to give him calcium gluconate injections, saline supplements, etc., and make a decision after seeing his condition. I just came here, and the information is not complete, but I have read the previous cases, and he does not meet the characteristics of myasthenia gravis, and His muscles are not atrophied at all."

Dr. Homan looked at Stephen: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"I know, but based on what I've learned, this is my conclusion." Stephen heard the ridicule of the other two interns, but he still insisted on his opinion.

Maybe he will end his internship in this hospital early, but he still wants to say, at least don't let this poor patient be drugged indiscriminately and delay the real treatment.

"Stephen, you did a good job. From today onwards, you will be in charge of his guardianship. Remember, he is our patient, so he must be taken care of carefully."

"Mr. Fan, today you are better than yesterday, don't worry, we will definitely cure you."

Dr. Homan smiled at Fan Mang, patted Stephen on the shoulder and walked out. The identity of this patient was unremarkable, just an ordinary person.

But because of an accident in a weapon test, the unlucky guy who passed by was sent to the hospital. Of course, the weapon supplier, Stark Industries, has already spoken. Despite the treatment, Stark Industries will bear all the medical expenses.

He wished that this person would stay in the hospital for a longer period of time, so that he could earn a lot of money. Didn't he know it wasn't muscle weakness? But so what, as long as the symptoms look like it is enough, anyway, one day of treatment will earn one day of income. If he can live in his hospital for a year or so, he can get a new supercar.

"Your name is Stephen? Don't worry, I don't need to give me any special treatment. This is an old problem, and I will be fine after a few months of rest." Fan Mang smiled at the other party, "Can you turn on the TV for me? Or give me a newspaper?"

"Mr. Fan, don't be discouraged. Dr. Homan asked me to take care of you, but he didn't give up on you. He is an expert in neurosurgery, and he ranks among the top in the entire United States."

The TV was turned on, and Fan Mang watched the news broadcast on the TV. A proud man wearing sunglasses was talking to the camera.

"Our Stark Industries Group has been committed to improving the level of the military industry, protecting our country, and protecting more people. Because our technology is good enough, we can become the number one arms dealer in the country."

"Mr. Tony Stark, there was a problem with your new weapon experiment a few days ago, which caused an innocent civilian to be injured and is still in a coma. Don't you feel guilty?" A reporter raised a microphone and asked loudly.

"This reporter, there is something wrong with your words. First of all, he drove into the military's weapons testing ground, and the military is also responsible for maintaining order at the testing ground. It's like you were hit by a car when you ran a red light, and you are solely responsible. Why condemn the driver?"

"We also sent him to the best hospital in the city out of humanitarianism, and we promised to bear all the medical expenses. Is there anything we can't do enough?"

"Okay, next question."

"Mr. Tony Stark, why don't you use your own scientific and technological strength to produce more equipment that is beneficial to everyone, but must manufacture arms? Do you know that hundreds of thousands of people die every year because of Stark Industries manufacturing under the weapon?"

"Weapons can protect each of us. I haven't counted the problems you mentioned, but even if this is true, we can't blame us. We didn't use weapons to massacre others."

"There are so many weapons manufacturing companies in the world, why don't you question others, because we have grown the fastest and benefited the most in the past few years? We have also paid more taxes to the government. The road outside is ours. Donated by the company."

"And we sell weapons to the soldiers, and the soldiers kill the bad guys. Do you support the bad guys?"

"Mr. Stark, may I ask you to design these new weapon legends yourself? How did you manage to design and manufacture so many new weapons in such a short period of time?"

"Because I'm a genius!"

The news was interrupted, followed by the host's comments on the matter, and then switched to entertainment news.

Fan Mang finally knew what world he came to. Is it a world with only Iron Man, or a Marvel Universe with other superheroes?

But anyway, gotta meet Tony Stark. It's a pity that he will never see him now.

"Mr. Fan, don't get excited. Mr. Stark always talks like this, and why did you show up at the weapons testing ground that day?"

Fan Mang said in his heart, you ask me, how the hell do I know, it must be arranged by the system.

Stephen thought that Fan Mang didn't want to say anything, so he stopped asking: "Mr. Fan, rest now, and call me if you have any questions. The call bell is right by your hand, and you can call the nurse loudly. I'll put the newspaper on it for you." Here it is, don't be too tired, you need to rest."

Fan Mang struggled to read the newspaper for a while, and learned about the timeline. At this time, Tony Stark was still a healthy playboy and hadn't turned into Iron Man yet.

However, after the new weapon was developed, it was ready to go to another place for experimentation, and that place was Afghanistan, a place where the United States had fought for several years without ending the war.

It seems that it won't be long before he can see the real Iron Man appear, and I hope his body has recovered by then. It's a pity that the state of the raptor has not recovered, and I don't know how long it will take. Fan Mang doesn't even have a helper now.

Dangdangdang~~

Fan Mang put down the newspaper, did anyone come to see him? Does he have relatives in this world? In the previous worlds I have experienced, there is no such fetter.

"Please come in."

A blond young girl walked in, wearing a professional attire, stepping on high heels, and walked to Fan Mang's bedside.

"Mr. Fan, I heard that you are awake. I am here to visit you on behalf of the Stark Industries Group. I am Mr. Tony Stark's secretary, Virginia Potts. You can call me Potts."

Pepper? At this time, Pepper was still very young. With this appearance, it's no wonder that he was able to subdue Stark, the young man with a heart.

"Mr. Fan, what are you looking at?" Xiaojiao looked down at his business attire, there was nothing to show.

"Sorry, I was thinking something. Thanks for visiting me, but why didn't Stark come?"

Xiaojiao frowned: "Mr. Fan, this is a video taken at the scene. It was originally used as internal information and it was forbidden to circulate, but the military still gave us a copy."

"You can take a look, it's not our fault that you suddenly drove to the test site. Of course, there are loopholes in the surrounding protection, you didn't hear the warning, and you didn't see the warning sign. We can understand all these, so we I am willing to pay your medical expenses and make some compensation."

"But please understand that this is humanitarian compensation, not compensation. If there is a mistake, it is also the fault of the military, and has nothing to do with our Stark Industries Group. Moreover, Mr. Stark is very busy and has to go to Afghanistan soon there."

"The reason why he went there was also to conduct new weapon experiments. Because of an accident in the domestic experiment this time, he planned to go directly to do the experiment there, let the person in charge over there see the effect, and make purchases as soon as possible. End the war over there and let our soldiers go home quickly."

Little Pepper's remarks, coupled with the video, let Fan Mang understand the situation at that time better. He just wanted to chat with Stark first, but it doesn't matter if he can't meet for the time being.

"I don't need compensation. I can pay for the medical expenses this time. I just want to thank Mr. Stark for sending me to the hospital."

When Fan Mang said that, Pepper felt a little embarrassed.

"Mr. Fan, I will take your words with you. Sorry, Mr. Stark is really busy. When you recover, I can invite you to Stark Industries as a guest. I see your resume. You are also a good person." Tech talent."

Technological talents, he dare not accept this setting. It's good to say that the Raptor is sober, but now he is completely blind to those technologies.

"Thank you. By the way, I have a message for your boss. You know that I am from the East, and I know a little bit of ancient oriental divination. Turning bad luck into good luck will bring good luck."

Little Pepper was stunned: "You speak Chinese? What do you mean?"

"It means that something that looks bad may turn out to be good in the end. I have seen Stark's face, he will have good luck, solve all the troubles, and he will meet a noble person by fate. But his There will be villains around you."

"Uh~~Okay, thank you Mr. Fan for your blessing. You can rest well. If you need anything, you can tell the nurse. I will visit you again when I am free. I wish you a speedy recovery."

Xiaojiao thought that Fan Mang was just saying a few auspicious words, and she didn't believe in divination.

But she suddenly felt a little chubby in her heart. Could it be that Stark will encounter some troubles when he goes to Ah Poor Khan this time?

No, he has to be prepared before going, and he must bring more bodyguards!

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