I'm not Spider-Man, even though I'm parasitized by an alien!

With a sigh, Peter grabbed Strange, who was sprawled on the ground, and pulled him up.

Then she reached out and slapped him hard across the face.

"Snapped!"

A resounding slap landed on Strange's face, making his ears ring.

“Dr. Strange, if you don’t want him to die like this, you’d better not lie here crying like a coward.”

Strange, stunned by Peter's sudden rebuke, stared in shock at the face before him that felt strangely familiar.

He then mechanically turned his head to the side, looking at Gwen who was performing CPR on Viktor.

As if waking from a dream, he nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, yes, an ambulance! Call an ambulance first! Victor isn't dead yet, and I'm a doctor, let me handle this!"

As he spoke, he struggled to break free from Peter and staggered toward Victor, who was lying on the ground.

Just then, the Presbyterian Hospital ambulance arrived.

The paramedics quickly examined Viktor and then put him in the ambulance.

Chapter 30 These hands, if they could use magic...

"what's the situation?"

Christine rushed over after receiving the news. She looked at the patient being pushed into the emergency room in the ambulance, then at Strange, who was pushing the ambulance and was already out of control. She frowned and asked the nurse next to her what had happened.

It was a traffic accident.

Christine nodded and quickly checked the patient's condition.

"No breathing or pulse, quickly administer a cardiac stimulant and send her to the operating room."

She instructed the nurse, "I'll prepare for this surgery."

"Victor! Victor!"

Strange pushed the stroller while calling his brother's name.

When they were wheeled into the operating room, Christine had the nurses and caregivers stop Strange from entering.

“Strange, your emotions are too unstable. Just wait here.”

While preparing the surgical gown, Christine said to him.

"He's my brother, I'm here to perform the surgery!"

Strange broke free from the nurse's restraint and rushed forward, speaking urgently.

Christine paused for a moment when she heard Strange say that the patient was his brother.

Taking a deep breath, Christine refused, saying, "You're a neurosurgeon, Strange."

"I can do it!"

"No, you can't do it. Even if you could heal the nerves, you couldn't make a stopped heart beat again."

"Shut up!"

Strange abruptly interrupted her, panting, "I'll do it!"

“No! You’ve lost your composure as a doctor, Strange.”

Christine shook her head and turned to walk towards the operating room.

With a "bang," the operating room door slammed shut, shutting Strange out.

Four hours later.

Kirsten found Strange sitting in the rest area, on a public chair, looking lost and with his head hanging down.

"Sorry, Strange."

Viktor's injuries were too severe, and despite her best efforts, she was unable to save him.

"No, this is none of your business."

Strange lowered his head and stretched out his hands in front of him.

"I thought these hands could save everything, but in the end I realized that I couldn't change anything."

Christine remained silent, unsure how to comfort her friend.

“When I was very young, I aspired to be a doctor. My sister, Donna, drowned while I was in college. At that time, I vowed to use my hands to prevent such tragedies from happening.”

Strange's voice was calm; he had returned to his proud, genius doctor persona.

"But now, Viktor is dead in front of me, and I still can't do anything about it."

He looked up, his reddened eyes fixed on Christine, and placed his hands in front of him. "These 'hands of God,' could they be the 'hands of Death'?"

Christine sighed and said, “We can’t control everything, Strange. Treating patients may be the reason we become doctors, but I’ve always believed that treating disease is the reason we become doctors. Treating patients is what makes doctors suffer.”

Strange listened quietly to Christine's words, letting his hands fall to his sides, a renewed sense of pain at being unable to control his fate welling up inside him.

If only we could turn back time.

He stared at his hands and murmured, "If these hands... if they could use magic..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but Christine knew what he wanted to say.

After a few minutes of silence, Strange looked up and asked Christine, "Did the two men who brought Victor here leave any information?"

He suddenly remembered Gwen who had given Victor first aid, and Peter who had slapped him.

Christine had spoken with Peter and knew he was Dr. Lane's patient.

As for how to find out about Gwen.

The girl was taken to the hospital after the tragic fire at Midtown High School.

She paid more attention to the surviving girl, which is how she learned about her.

However, she was somewhat surprised that Peter Parker and Gwen knew each other.

"Peter Parker?"

Strange repeated the name Christine had given him, then reached out and touched the cheek where Christine had slapped him.

Her cheeks were swollen and still ached slightly.

The other person's eyes and the slap left a deep impression on him.

Does he know himself?

Why did I see something in his eyes that made my heart flutter?!

Strange was deeply confused.

night.

Main laboratory of Osborne Enterprise Building.

Norman Osborn, who was in the lab, answered the phone somewhat anxiously.

"Didn't I tell you? I don't want to be disturbed when I'm in the lab. Tell that bastard there's no room for negotiation, absolutely no room for negotiation."

Norman tightened his suit and tie and angrily spoke to the lawyer on the other end of the phone.

"No, he's already bothering me now, so don't blame me for bothering him. As a competitor, I should be prepared for that!"

With a click, Norman hung up the phone.

After finishing his company business, he turned his attention to the instruments in the laboratory and the scientists who were conducting experiments.

Osborne Industries is currently researching a chemical product called "Human Enhancement Formula".

The research is now entering a crucial stage, so Norman Osborn is becoming increasingly agitated.

"This new invention is related to the country's economic lifeline, as well as the company's future and destiny."

He muttered something to himself, then called over the scientist in charge of the experiment and asked him, "What stage is the experiment at now?"

“Mr. Osborn, we are about to enter the human trial phase, and the project is progressing very smoothly.”

"Very good, remember we don't have much time left."

After straightening his suit and tie and giving a few instructions to his subordinates, Norman Osborne walked out of the laboratory.

I had just stepped into the hallway when my phone rang.

I picked up my phone and saw that it was an email sent to my inbox.

Norman opened his phone and quickly browsed the emails.

This is information he sent people to investigate regarding the Midtown High School football tragedy.

Media reports indicate that the tragedy was caused by a fire originating from an electrical circuit.

With his extensive connections and influence, he knew that things were certainly not as simple as the media portrayed them.

After all, there were many students and teachers present who witnessed the spider monster killing people, so it wouldn't be easy for the government to cover it up.

The email contained a detailed account of the events at the scene, including numerous eyewitness testimonies from students.

Was Peter Parker also present?

He frowned when he saw Peter's name.

It seems I need to pay attention to this seemingly unremarkable classmate of Harry's.

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Chapter 31 Uncle Ben's Little Classroom Begins!

"Kacha!"

Norman Osborne pushes open the door to his room at Norman Manor.

"dad?"

Harry was racking his brains over the paper his chemistry teacher had assigned when he heard the sound, looked up, and saw Norman walking toward him.