At this moment, the term alternative therapy hit Stephen Strange's brain again. Especially when the Supreme Mage brought a book that smelled of decay, which showed human acupuncture points, acupuncture diagrams, chakras, and nuclear magnetic resonance
During the resonance imaging, he became more and more certain that he must have made the stupidest decision in his life to come to Kathmandu to look for the so-called Kama Taj. Maybe Jonathan Pangborn and the rehabilitation physiotherapist were both liars. He had spent many years in
During his medical career, he has met many patients who could not afford follow-up treatment and came to him to discuss so-called alternative therapies. Usually, he would tell the patients and their families straightforwardly that if they could not afford the treatment, they could go to a bank for a loan, or
Speed up the insurance company's claims process instead of pursuing pseudosciences like natural remedies or homeopathy, let alone believe in supernatural energies, herbal medicines and faith healing.
To be precise, in all cases, he would mercilessly refute the patient's questions about alternative therapies. Whenever this time, Christine would tell the patient that maybe some traditional medicine can help, but the real cure for the patient is
There are only scientific treatment plans. Then she will introduce the patient to some aid agencies, mutual aid groups (a few people gather together to talk about it), media reporters, social donation channels, bank loan projects or the hospital is willing to negotiate for reduction.
Treatment expenses to help patients overcome difficulties - she is a gentle woman with a kind heart, and all the good things in this world cannot compare to her - the good times in the past made Stephen Strange couldn't help but curl up his lips,
But remorse, regret and anger tightly wrapped around him like gangrene on his bones. Stephen Strange may have been successful, but now Stephen Strange is a cripple. He hates his own powerlessness and hates himself.
The folly and arrogance of the past.
"The people who drew these pictures only saw the tip of the iceberg and could not see the entire iceberg." The Supreme Mage said softly, "Humanity's vision is narrow, and we need to broaden our horizons to see the truth."
"That's enough." Stephen Strange raised his tired eyes. At this moment, he was exhausted both physically and mentally. The lingering fears of being robbed were all forgotten at this moment. He no longer wanted to pretend to be polite or modest. In despair,
There was no emotion that could keep him from talking. "This is a one-way ticket and it's the last of my money. Don't talk to me about faith healing."
"You are just peeking inside the tube now, and you have been trying to improve your horizons all your life." The Supreme Mage still remained calm and steady. "You want to see more and know more. But now you know that there is a way to expand your horizons."
You know, it’s just that this method makes it hard for you to imagine, so you just reject this possibility?”
"No, I refuse to believe in the nonsense of acupuncture points, energy, and the power of faith. Any alternative therapy is pseudoscience." Stephen Strange sneered, "There is no such thing as spiritual power! We are made of matter.
That’s it. In this universe, we are just an insignificant speck of dust, made up of even smaller dust, that’s all!”
"My favorite disciple will agree with your idea. He has always rejected superstition." The Supreme Mage nodded, "But you underestimate yourself too much. Since something exists in the world, you must admit it."
"You think you have seen through me, don't you? Wrong! But I have seen through you!" The anger completely ignited Stephen Strange's emotions, and he stretched out his finger to poke the Supreme Mage. Mordo had no time to stop him, and the Supreme Mage
He reacted - His Holiness grabbed Stephen Strange's wrist, skillfully twisted his arm to one side, and slapped his chest with the other hand. Then something incredible happened.
, a painful sense of detachment permeated the whole body. He felt that he was naked, looking at the body as a bystander, and the translucent he saw that his hands were emitting an indescribable glimmer. He felt an irresistible pull. After a moment
The vision disappeared, and Stephen Strange shuddered in disbelief and regained consciousness.
"What did you do to me?" he asked in horror.
"In words you can understand, the soul leaves the body."
"What was in the tea? LSD, or narcotics?"
"It's just tea, but half of it is honey." The Supreme Mage said calmly, "I thought I was going to give you an extra glass of water!"
For a moment, Stephen Strange couldn't control his thoughts. He began to believe what the Supreme Mage said and the existence of witchcraft, even if he realized how stupid this idea was.
"What just happened?"
"For a while, you enter the world of the soul. In that place, the soul can survive outside the body." The Supreme Mage said, "Although it is dangerous, it is allowed to have a taste of it, as long as you know how to control yourself."
"Why are you doing this?" Stephen Strange asked. He didn't care about the soul world, he just wanted to heal his hands, even if he believed that witchcraft was the truth, it didn't matter. "I want to be cured.
Hands, this is my only purpose."
"Show you how ignorant you are. Open your eyes."
At that moment, Stephen Strange saw the whole world. In the endless darkness of space, the arc-shaped outline of the Earth and the blue shimmer outside the atmosphere were incredibly beautiful, even though Stephen Strange had always denied that he was seeing it.
The reality of the scene, but he was still uncontrollably intoxicated until a monarch butterfly appeared in front of him. He could not control his desire to touch the butterfly, and the next moment he was dragged into a place full of horror by the terrifying suction force.
A place of disgusting colors and countless whirlpools, and the whole world is completely shattered.
"His heartbeat is a little fast." In a daze, he heard Modu's voice.
"Is it going to be serious?" Sherlock Holmes came over and looked at Stephen Strange lying on the ground. He was familiar with this symptom because he had been lying on the hospital bed like this for several days. "Why?
He doesn’t need a ventilator or an infusion? Why does he look so similar to me? Is there something else you haven’t told me?”
"Because Stephen Strange will not try to understand everything he sees, but you will." Mordo still put his hand on Stephen Strange's wrist, counting the pulse, "Some things don't
It should be studied deeply, because our human brains cannot understand it. Not everyone can imagine the four-dimensional space to the eleven-dimensional space, and the scene you and he see far exceeds the eleven dimensions that can be deduced by current human science.
, trying to understand extra dimensions will only lead to madness, all we do is exploit rather than analyze, and kill all those who go crazy and fall because of extra dimensions.”
"Are you threatening me?" Sherlock Holmes asked.
"Yes, I'm threatening you. Those crazy mystics have caused countless extradimensional invasions and human tragedies. In fact, if you show obvious signs of corruption when you wake up, we will kill you immediately
You." Mordo's tone was sincere, but he did not look at Sherlock Holmes. "We killed in the past, we kill now, and we will kill in the future. After all, this is a dangerous universe. A symbol, a piece of paper, or a whisper can all be found.
It may turn the entire world into a plaything of evil gods from extra dimensions. We are the last line of defense for the human world, and every mystic must devote his or her life to this."
"Including the Emperor of Latvinia?"
"Yes, his job is to completely end this threat." Mordo said, "As for why Stephen Strange looks so similar to you, this may be just a coincidence, there is no need to make a fuss."
"Look, he's awake!" The Supreme Mage saw Stephen Strange open his eyes and said happily, "I think he's okay."
"Oh, I'm a little jealous." Sherlock Holmes lowered his head and looked at Stephen Strange who was once again incapacitated and said, "It looks like he doesn't need to be stuffed into a feeding tube." He knew that Stephen Strange
What will Lan Qi see? He has experienced all this. Their souls will eventually fall into the terrifying giant eye that opens in the galaxy, looking at the evil power older than time, and facing the reality of the outer dimension.
The hatred and greed in the face. After a while, he asked the busy Mordo, "Can we win? I mean, Emperor of Latovinia. You pulled me on this ship, I have to ask
The course of this ship.”
"I don't know, this question is beyond my wisdom." Modu raised his head and glanced at the Supreme Mage, "Everything is possible in this world, and we are all gradually embarking on a journey of destiny. The millions of possibilities in the multiverse are bound to
There is a way to victory, but only the wise can find it and realize it."