Therefore, when Strange saw Chen Ang's steady hands, which seemed to be made of steel, he was sure that this investigator was not at the level of those outside the door. Chen Ang skillfully cut open the skin on the side of the shoulder of the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent who had been scratched on the shoulder. His movements were as precise as if he had repeated them thousands of times.
In fact, he had also repeated them thousands of times, at the cost of the blood and tears of the test subjects on the experiment table. When Chen Ang first started studying surgery, he had to get a doctorate in medicine because he could not find a top surgeon who participated in his illegal experiments. Then, he used people in the laboratory to train his skills to the top.
At the beginning, Chen Ang had also made mistakes.
However, he was always able to eliminate his mistakes in a very short time. With his serious attitude, he only killed a few test subjects for practice before he reached the top level.
Later, he gradually eliminated the experimental research method of surgery, but thanks to Chen Ang's strange hobby of cutting two people from time to time to restore his touch, his technique never regressed.
When he cut open the skin, Chen Ang gestured for him to retract the retractor. Strange seemed to explode and asked Chen Ang to follow him. "You asked me to retract the retractor … I haven't retracted the retractor for anyone since I graduated! From a resident to an attending physician, no one dared to ask me to retract the retractor for them … "
"Are you saying that you don't know how?" Chen Ang lowered his head and asked him.
"I'm saying that I'll be the chief surgeon!" Strange stared at him and said.
Chen Ang shook his head. "Your hand is useless!"
"I've already cured it!" Strange growled in a low voice. He was so proud of his former profession that even after he became the Sorcerer Supreme, he did not want others to call him Sorcerer Strange. Instead, he insisted on calling himself Doctor Strange. Chen Ang's indifferent attitude infuriated him.
"How did you cure it?" Chen Ang asked back.
Strange was stunned for a moment. Then, he said vaguely, "I used my soul to guide my body and repair my hand … Chakra, true energy and spirituality … You should be very familiar with this!"
When Strange saw Chen Ang looking at him with a 'are you kidding me' expression, Chen Ang slowly said, "So, you don't know how your hand was cured? Have you ever picked up a scalpel after your hand was crippled? "
Strange was speechless. He asked in a low voice, "Does soul possession count?"
Chen Ang continued to stare at him with a 'what do you think' expression.
"But I was once the best neurosurgeon in New York, and you … are just a charlatan, a professional exorcist. Mysticism is your specialty, but can you please step away from my operating table? "
Chen Ang slowly took off his gloves and said faintly, "Can I say … are you questioning my qualifications?"
"I am doubting your qualifications!" Strange said coldly.
Chen Ang's heart was unmoved. He even wanted to laugh. The entire human race was created by him on the operating table. Now, there was a descendant of a monkey jumping out to question his ability to perform surgery. Do you know that your genes are marked by my surgery?
But Chen Ang could not use this as an excuse. This was an unspeakable qualification.
"Ten years ago, during the investigation of the Kayako Mansion case, the victim's stomach was stuffed with a lot of his own body tissues. They were all parts of the victim's body that disappeared after being attacked by Zobo and appeared in the stomach. The victim with the most parts had two palms, half of his shoulder, and his abdomen, including half of his intestines … Almost one-fifth of his body tissues were stuffed into his stomach … I was the one who performed the surgery and removed them, saving the victim's life. "
As Chen Ang spoke, a projection appeared in midair, displaying the relevant files and medical records.
"Eight years ago, during the cult blood sacrifice case, eight victims were sacrificed by the cult leader in a rather creative way. Their ribs were opened and spread out like wings, exposing their internal organs. Their skin tissues were dissected like wings. The skin on their abdomen was connected to the muscle tissue on their back, and the skin was spread open together with the skin and attached to a cross."
"Their internal organs were removed and hung in front of the victims for cardiopulmonary bypass."
"The victims watched as their internal organs circulated in front of them. When I saved them, they were like angels with wings made of flesh and blood. But they were still alive … "
"This case is known as a case that challenges the limits of surgery. You should have heard of it."
Strange said with a trembling voice, "This has indeed aroused the interest of many surgeons, including me."
"You all think that the cult leader is a criminal with extremely high surgical standards, and even think that he has challenged the limits of human physiology … But have you ever thought, if he has reached the limits, then what about the person who saved the victims and performed the recovery surgery?"
Strange's face paled. "Impossible, no one can be successfully rescued in that kind of situation!"
With a light tap from Chen Ang, the information of these people appeared in the projection. Even their surviving photos were very detailed. In the information, these people lived like normal people, and to this day, they were living ordinary lives in a small rural town in the United States.
"It was me. I created several surgical techniques, and under simple and crude conditions, I completed the difficult surgery of organ recovery, rib repair, and muscle and skin replantation!"
Strange stared at the surgical records and treatment, his face pale.
Chen Ang continued to attack him. "Have you ever seen a case where hair strands grew into the whole body after a hair transplant, including blood vessels, nerves, and internal organs? The Southeast Asian Ghost Case." "I saved the victim. I spent three days to remove all the hair from her body. " "Have you ever seen a case where a person suffered extensive burns, contusions, and nerve damage while they were asleep? There were also cases where they were close to brain death due to stress. The injuries suffered by each victim were different. The only similarity was that the nerves were highly damaged. "The Elm Street Freddy Case. I cured the victim. "The six survivors are now able to live normal lives!"
"Have you ever seen a patient who, after being burned for more than ten years, didn't die because of their strong spirit, and was on the brink of death? "The Silent Hill Case. After the victim, Aleisa, was rescued, I performed a skin graft surgery on her."
"The Boeing 777 Parasite Case at JFK International Airport. I created the electroshock anesthesia to anesthetize the parasites, and the craniotomy to remove the parasites from the brain."
"The Southeast Asian Voodoo Case. I was the one who performed the surgery to remove the parasites. The Shaolin Temple's Shi Yongde's family's pure Yang internal energy went awry and turned into stiff corpses. I was the one who repaired their spinal nerves. Have you ever heard of Fugang Disease? Back then, the Japanese government asked me to study the demi-humans. I also provided the Federation with a psychiatric analysis report. Have you heard of Hannibal? His status in the Federation's psychological medicine is no lower than yours. I discussed psychoanalysis with him, and in the end, he was sent to a mental hospital! "
Listening to this glorious resume, Strange could not bring himself to object at all.
Only an expert would know that this series of creative and difficult surgeries surpassed at least thirty years of human medical science. In the field of surgery, when Strange was still worshipping the originality of a method to repair nerves, Chen Ang had completed a series of surgeries that could be said to be unprecedentedly difficult.
It was groundbreaking. Even the most trivial surgical step was epochal and could be written in a lancet.
If it was not for his pride as the Supreme Sorcerer, Strange would have knelt down in front of him! This was not self-abasement, but the truth of Mobai's surgical field …
Chen Ang picked up the scalpel with satisfaction and ordered, "Retract the retractor!"
Strange obediently pulled open the muscle tissue and properly exposed the surgical field. Chen Ang looked at the spinal nerve in his field of vision. The black fungus wrapped around the nerve like a black thread. When Strange noticed this, he sucked in a cold breath. The fungus was like a living thing. It was parasitic on the nerve, and it was still constantly moving towards the brain. One could imagine the potential risks involved in this.
An agent from S.H.I.E.L.D. had already informed Jimmy Wu, who was waiting outside, about this. Those who knew were all shocked.
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