Without further ado, let's quickly examine Stephen Strange's injuries. Undoubtedly, the fatal wound was the sharp blade made of dark-matter energy running straight through his chest.
Blaine hadn't paid much attention just now, thinking that Stephen Strange had his savior anyway. Besides, wasn't this the perfect chance for the young couple to reunite and step into sweet love again? If Blaine saved Stephen Strange himself, the man might still end up disgusted with him.
Blaine would not do something so thankless. Besides, didn't the old saying go that one would rather destroy ten temples than ruin a marriage? Blaine was not that kind of reckless person.
He continued looking at Stephen Strange's body lying on the operating table. Oh no, it should be called a gradually cooling corpse. Apart from his increasingly weak breathing, his face had also turned pale, clearly the result of severe blood loss. Looking at the wound, Blaine realized that the sharp blade had pierced directly through Stephen Strange's heart. No wonder his heartbeat had basically stopped.
Just now, in that emergency, Stephen Strange had kicked the attacker away as if he had come back to life and hurriedly fled. Because of that, he hadn't had any time to pull out the murder weapon. So, at this moment, the half-meter-long blade, shaped like a shard of transparent glass, was still lodged in Stephen Strange's body, drawing extra attention.
Now Blaine was in a difficult situation. He was not a professional surgeon, so what was he supposed to do? If that blade were not in Stephen Strange's body, Blaine would still have a way.
However, the blade was there, and if Blaine wanted to save him, he had to pull it out first. But Stephen Strange's body was already so weak. If Blaine pulled it out too slowly, or if anything else happened and Stephen Strange kicked the bucket halfway through, it would not be easy for him to explain things to the Ancient One.
The fifth-level star core had already been accepted, and Blaine had officially taken over the task. But if Stephen Strange died, wouldn't that mean the mission had failed?
No, absolutely not. Once the star core reached Blaine's pocket, there was absolutely no way it was going back. Moreover, Blaine would never allow his legend of being invincible and undefeated to be broken. Besides, Blaine still needed to rely on this task to be promoted to a Level 5 Bounty Hunter... It could not all come to nothing.
Time was tight and the task was urgent, so there was nothing more to say. Blaine rolled up his sleeves and prepared to grab the blade, intending to pull it out in one instant. But if Stephen Strange suffered sudden cardiac arrest halfway through, Blaine would have no other choice.
"Life and death are determined by fate, and wealth depends on Heaven."
"Trust your fate, Stephen Strange."
"You'd better pray your life is tough enough."
"Or firmly believe that the Ancient One was right, and that you are the one chosen by Heaven."
"Wait!!!"
Just as Blaine gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and was about to use his strength, he suddenly heard Stephen Strange, who was still entangled with Kaecilius in the distance, call out to him.
However, when every second counted, even if Blaine was told to stop, Stephen Strange would not be given the chance to make some long speech. Besides, judging from his increasingly transparent astral form, he was either about to die, or he was about to be beaten to death by Kaecilius. At a time like this, he still wanted Blaine to stop? Wouldn't that just add to the chaos? Either way, death was waiting on both sides, so it was better to try his luck and fight.
Blaine thought for a moment, but he was only stunned for an instant and had no intention of paying attention to what Stephen Strange wanted to do. Then the movements of his hands continued.
However, Blaine still felt that he could not pull out the blade with all his strength. At this moment, he was afraid that Stephen Strange's heart would not be able to withstand it and would suffer a second rupture. Moreover, Blaine recalled the TV dramas he had watched. On TV, when doctors pulled foreign objects out of patients' bodies, it seemed like they did it slowly.
He had never eaten pork, but hadn't he seen a pig run? Blaine could still copy the shape by following the gourd. Ignoring Stephen Strange's cry, the movement of Blaine's hand finally began to slowly pull the blade out. After all, a human life was at stake, and it was related to Blaine's mission, his promotion, and his undefeated legend. Blaine was paying great attention to it.
At this time, Blaine did not dare to show even the slightest carelessness and devoted himself entirely to the work of saving a life. For a moment, Blaine felt that this might be worse than making him fight...
Sure enough, doctors in this line of work were all monsters of concentration. Without a meticulous heart, this kind of "needlework" could not be done at all. It was truly difficult for Blaine, a rough man, to stand at an operating table and save someone.
"Use electricity."
"A defibrillator can stimulate the heart."
"Otherwise, the heart will go into cardiac arrest."
Blaine, who was concentrating fully, suddenly heard what Stephen Strange said. However, because Blaine was too focused, he only caught the words "stimulate the heart."
Beside him, Stephen Strange also looked anxious. Seeing that his body was about to cool down, he had encountered such a rough guy who did not understand anything. What was worse, things were so urgent, yet Blaine still refused to listen to him.
Here, Kaecilius was also chasing after him fiercely, completely carrying out the vicious idea of killing him while he was weak. This relentless pressure forced Stephen Strange into a situation where he had no way out in this small hospital.
Combined with the fact that his body was about to cool down, Stephen Strange only felt that his future was bleak. He feared he would truly die here today.
When people were dying, they would always look back on their lives. Stephen Strange's life had been full of ups and downs. As a doctor, he had owned a billion-dollar mansion and countless million-dollar cars. However, a car accident had turned all of that into nothing.
He had thought that after coming to Kamar-Taj, meeting the Ancient One, and learning magic, he would be able to start over and make a comeback. As a result, another Kaecilius had popped up halfway, along with a Bounty Hunter who was messing around. It was really quite dramatic.
Looking at the other side, right now, Blaine had no time to talk to Stephen Strange at all. He was a Bounty Hunter, and it was impossible for Hades to snatch someone away from right under his nose.
After Stephen Strange's reminder just now, Blaine noticed that there was a defibrillator beside him for saving critically ill patients. But at this time, Blaine could not spare a hand to use it. Not to mention, Blaine did not know how to use it either. If the voltage was too low, it would not work; if it was too high, Stephen Strange would be electrocuted directly.
"Damn it."
"I still don't believe this today."
Blaine frowned, holding the blade in one hand, while his other hand pressed down on Stephen Strange.
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