"You just go in like this? Are you carrying these vegetables and fruits?"

Dior now gave Colson a feeling that he was not here to help cure Tony, but to simply visit the patient, and didn't see that he was carrying fruits in his hand, although he was just passing by.

Seeing Dior awakening, Colson breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to take him to disinfect and change his clothes.

But what Dior did next almost made him vomit blood.

"It should be done before going in..."

After muttering a low voice, he began to get busy, looking for a socket, putting the juicer, throwing the messy vegetables and fruits in his hands as he wished, until he could no longer hold it. Then he found the faucet outside and connected some water, and worked together!

Listening to the irritating buzzing sound in his ears, Dior nodded with satisfaction.

Isn’t Colson unaware that the food Dior makes has certain healing abilities, but at this time, do you have to do this more? Can’t you treat it directly?

Or is there anything strange about these ordinary fruits in front of him that he can't see?

He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say, so he felt very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the sound of the machine turning stopped quickly. Dior poured a cup of strange-colored things out from it, and looked particularly satisfied with the expression.

"Okay, let's go in."

"That's all?"

"I can't do it, you can do it? Stop talking nonsense. If you believe me, I will let me in quickly. If you don't believe me, I will turn around and leave. Don't waste everyone's time."

In his 'professional field', Dior doesn't like others to question him.

Colson also wanted to be more cautious, mainly because he had never experienced it personally, so he would inevitably say some wrong things.

Fortunately, Natasha was still there, so she knocked on the door of the operating room cleanly and neatly, and then went in and communicated with the busy doctor. If they hadn't been working hard to maintain Tony's life, they might not have been able to hold on to Dior's arrival at all. They should have thanked each other well, not to make any misunderstandings.

Several doctors inside were covered with sweat on their foreheads and blood on their gloves, which looked very tired.

At this time, I heard that someone who could treat patients came, so I simply gave up the place. It would be impossible not to let them go. Whoever let them take over this ability would have someone to take over and they would have to leave their responsibilities earlier.

Obviously, they were not optimistic about the miracle that Dior, who looked like a "outsider", could show.

But Dior himself didn't feel anything yet, just asked casually: "What's the situation now?"

"The patient's lower abdomen is penetrated by a piece of iron sheet. We tried to remove the foreign body through surgery, but now the patient's body is too weak and most of the organs are still in rapid failure. If the foreign body cannot be stopped in time when removing the foreign body and complete the operation as soon as possible, I'm afraid the patient will be in shock directly, and then..."

Listening to a doctor explaining the situation in detail to him, Dior nodded from time to time.

The weaker the body, the greater the risk of surgery, and he still knows this common sense.

Many patients in the hospital who do not meet the conditions for surgery will first regulate their bodies with the help of doctors and nurses. Only when the doctor feels that the patient's physical condition can bear the harm caused by the operation will they arrange for the patient to undergo surgery.

Of course, not all surgeries will be like this, except for some special circumstances.

For example, if the person does not undergo surgery, he will be gone, so he will have no worries.

"That is to say, what you need to do now is to take out the iron sheet, then repair all the cut intestines and messy things inside, and then sew the outside, right?"

Hearing Dior's statement of such a bad situation so lightly, the doctors showed dissatisfaction but couldn't say anything, so they could only nod.

But there was still a doctor who started to make a move and muttered something in a low voice, probably because he felt that Dior, who knew nothing, was taking human life into consideration.

"Okay, I've got the situation in mind. Now I'm asking all of you to go out. I don't want anyone to disturb me during the treatment."

Dior's words made several doctors look at each other, not understanding whether this young man is really capable or pretending. This is a life, and he is not an ordinary person, but a billionaire Tony Stark!

At this time, Natasha stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "Are you sure?"

"It's okay now, but if I continue to waste time and wait until this guy completely sniffs, I really have no choice."

Natasha understood what he meant in seconds and then helped him drive out people.

The doctors were also very strong and turned their heads and left, saying that they would not care anymore.

Natasha was not angry about this, so she could only continue to forcefully say that this was the last choice Tony made before he fell into a coma, and said that they would not be held responsible if any problems arise.

Soon, everyone went out, leaving Natasha alone.

"Do you need me to stay here?"

"Not for now, I will call you if necessary."

Natasha nodded, walked out and helped him close the door.

The only thing left in the whole space was him and Tony who was lying on the hospital bed.

Dior didn't expect that after all the time, Tony trusted him so much.

It feels quite strange.

But after he was cured, Dior would not charge a cent less for the medical expenses he should have. Anyway, Tony is so rich.

Dior, who no longer hesitated, immediately replaced the [Golden Experience] experience card and summoned it out immediately!

The remaining time for this experience card is only 23 minutes left, but it should be enough. And last time he drew out a charging card, which is very confident.

If Tony hadn't been able to eat at all at this moment, even if he had eaten, he would not have been able to withstand the side effects of [Pearl Jam], and he would not have enabled [Golden Experience].

"I don't know if this wave is a loss or a profit?"

A puff!

Dior directly pulled the iron sheet exposed outside Tony's abdomen and pulled it out in an extremely rude way, causing a lot of secondary damage. If the doctor was still present just now, he would definitely scold Dior in anger. This was simply a joke about his life.

But since Dior dares to do this, he is absolutely sure.

With a lot of bleeding, various machines placed on Tony began to make harsh twitches, which meant that the patient's vital signs were disappearing rapidly.

At this time, Dior calmly let the [Golden Experience] put his hands into the torn wound, and the golden color representing the energy of life lights up directly!

moment!

Tony's face, who was about to die, began to vomit blood from a big mouth, immediately calmed down, and the instruments that kept chirping became quiet.
Chapter completed!