Stephen Strange wanted to talk to the emperor about Modu's gunshot wounds, and then seek advanced medical help. Then he didn't say anything about this matter at the end. Kama Taj is not a place that is isolated from the world. He can go online and watch news. He knows who the emperor is and has done something earth-shaking (such as causing the US stock market to plummet), but these are not reasons to stop him from seeking help. If he had not abandoned all his self-esteem, he would not have come to Kama Taj. This is because of some special reasons. Out of a simple sense of justice and social morality, Stephen Strange decided to never talk about the topic of medical assistance.

The side of the world that Wakanda shows is very advanced, but not everyone can enjoy this advanced benefit. No one will agree to Stephen Strange because he is nothing and no one will pay for his work. The newly established Latovia took over the poor people who could not afford medical expenses from many hospitals where market-oriented transformation failed. The government wrote an IOU to Wakanda to purchase medical equipment and medicines. Wakanda helped Latovia to reform the medical system and integrate hospital software and hardware, but there are still many people who are worse than him struggling on the line of life and death.

Originally, this part of the expenditure was not budgeted in the newly established medical welfare system in Latovigna, but the emperor was an idealist. He persuaded the regent to pilot the policy in the poorest Albania, and to wipe out the slums and establish heavy industries and eliminate religious places to establish schools. He also paid a huge sum of money to pay the wages and medical equipment losses of the escort doctors sent to Wakanda.

For former officials and gangsters who once sucked blood in Albanians, the money for Swiss banks is not safe. Latovigna has some ways to take it out, even if it is converted into commercial investment. Artificial intelligence is in this business. However, the few who can truly obtain completely advanced medical care are the few, because the medical system must take care of everyone, especially the more and more Albanians who have got rid of religion and embrace industry. The Latovignan government is more radical than the means used by Hoscha, who once ruled Albania, because the emperor believed that morality should return to simple justice, unity should return to pure ideals, and hard work should be to create their own future life, not to cover the old dogma of production and life for the sake of rules and regulations, so superstitions are treated equally with gangsters.

After expelling the turban, dietary taboos, various daily rituals that delay production and very unhygienic food safety processes, and completely destroying the bricks and stones of the temple with cannons, hot melt and explosives, Latovigna brought the steel industry, oil refineries, large-scale state-owned biochemical farms, special textile factories, economic crops, secular schools and professional hospitals as alternatives. These workers and farmers need complete medical security to serve as guarantees for the labor that will last for a lifetime.

Only in Kamataj, Stephen Stranger is nothing. Even when he became down and out of nothing, someone was willing to pay for his knowledge, as long as he let go of his pride, the papers he wrote in the past could make him a visiting professor at some prestigious medical school. But in this closed academy wrapped in countless magic spells in the Himalayas, he was just a foolish apprentice and annoying troublemaker, with only a little contemptuous talent and memory that made him fumble in the vast sea of ​​books and aimlessly looking for all possible cures.

If Stephen Strange wants to be completely cured, his treatment costs will be as high as the level of treating all seriously ill patients in a small rural hospital, or spending all the medical insurance funds of ten senior heavy industry workers, unless he wants to spend the rest of his life with the palms equipped with flexible alloy stents and artificial neural links, and paying for maintenance and replacement of parts throughout his life, that would be cheaper. Compared with pulling those people back from the line of life and death and treating a neurosurgeon's disabled hands, even Stephen Strange himself knew that he could not ask the emperor to give up paying for targeted treatment drugs for a cancer patient because of his identity, and his own conscience could not allow him to do so.

"Stop causing trouble for yourself." The emperor put away his pistol, which made Stephen Strange breathe a sigh of relief. "Breaking the rules of Kamataj - more common, it is the safety regulations - you will really die. You are likely to be scraped off the wall bit by bit, and your brain may have opened its own skull and run out, and you are extremely lucky to be alive. Modu's goal is to keep all the apprentices alive, so it is understandable that he is more harsh."

"Stop terrorizing me, you've terrorized me many times," Stephen Strange said angrily, "When did I not learn from my lesson?"

"I didn't intimidate you, I just told you what the consequences will be for recklessness." The emperor looked at him with his light, with deep meaning in his expression. "Someone in history did the same thing as you, and then they died, but you are still alive. I'm curious, if I just shot your head, what would the things that support you have planned? Will the bullet I repeatedly checked and predicted become real duds? I think the real decision is still in my hands, do you understand?"

"You are terrorizing me again. Is there no other way to teach this damn place?" Stephen Strange was completely unaware that the emperor's last words were not said to him, but to the external dimension creatures that protect him. "Can't you directly indicate which book can learn healing magic? I heard Modu say that you can cure magic and you can cure gunshot wounds. As long as you tell me which book is included, I will learn it yourself - I promise not to violate any safety regulations, and I can even let someone supervise, only if that person is free."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "There is no magic in this world that can cure you, Stephen. Even if you can learn it, you can't use it on yourself, until you truly understand what magic and external dimensions are." The former surgeon heard a hint of sorrow from the emperor's tone. This feeling was very similar to when he heard other doctors announce the remaining length of life to the patient, which made him panic. "You have never been the master of your own destiny. In order to allow you to come here, the fate behind the curtain gives you the opportunity to go to medical school, a healthy body, a talent for surgery, and a profit-oriented personality. All this is to give you enough money to buy a sports car and make you arrogant enough to cause a car accident. The talent you think is actually just a prelude to fate claiming a bill."

The emperor sighed, "I know this is absurd, but the reality is even more absurd. Everyone who comes here from the outside has their own destiny. Some are desperate and some are sent to mental hospitals because they are too talented. No one here has his own destiny, and the Kama Taj we formed makes such a thing no longer happens, so that any human being can become the master of his own destiny."

Stephen Strange originally wanted to say that he was just to cure his hands, but now he is no longer as poor and hungry as he was on the streets of Kathmandu. After eating, his self-esteem returned, and he could not say such selfish words. "What about Jonathan Bourne?" He mentioned the person who guided him here, and tactfully reminded the emperor that he actually did not want to bear this responsibility. "Is he arranged by fate?"
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