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On the other hand, because Dr. Qiyi needed help, Wang Dali also called him for lunch this time. In addition, Katherine and Mindy, who could not have come, had a total of six people gathered together.

"Peter, why didn't you call Jennifer?"

Called a taxi, Wang Dali, Catherine, Mindy and Strange sat in the back seat together and asked Peter in the passenger seat.

"Jennifer had a large opera performance at noon today. In order to avoid being distorted, she could only drink some water for a day."

Peter still supports and recognizes his girlfriend's pursuit of performance. After years of ups and downs, the relationship between him and Jennifer has also stabilized.

"Then she needs to be hungry every time she prepares for a show?"

Wang Dali, who didn't know much about this, asked Peter.

"It's not just opera actors, but in fact, many actors cannot eat when acting in specific plays."

As a former news editor with a high level of experience and Catherine, who has also been in charge of entertainment for more than a year, explained to Wang Dali.

"Some scenes that need to highlight the figure of an actor, directors generally require actors not to eat before the end, both men and women. Therefore, many Hollywood actors have various gastrointestinal problems due to irregular diets."

“That’s it.”

After Katherine finished speaking, Peter nodded in agreement.

"I sometimes think that it doesn't matter if Jennifer continues like this when she is young, but if she is older, there will definitely be problems with her health. This is a difficult point to grasp between dreams and future health."

Didn’t Jennifer know that this would be bad for her health? She must have known that. But for the sake of her dream, the problems that may arise in the future will not be taken seriously.

Peter could only smile helplessly.

The yellow taxi walked through the streets and alleys of New York and soon arrived at the hotel decided by Harry. Following the waiter with a sweet smile in the hotel upstairs, Harry, wearing a half-silver mask, soon appeared in front of several people.

"Strange, help Harry see."

Without asking him to wait any longer, Wang Dali nodded to Strange and signaled him to study it and see if Harry's face could be cured with magic.

"I am Steve Vincent Strange, MD, and now serves as the Supreme Mage in Kamataj."

"I am Harry Osborne, the chairman of Osborne."

He shook Harry with a smile, and Doctor Strange pointed to the custom silver mask on Harry's face.

"Can you please take off your mask? Although I have heard Mr. Dali talk about your problem before, I still need to check it."

"no problem."

Harry still believed in the people brought by Wang Dali. Although he didn't know what the Supreme Master was, he felt that Wang Dali would not joke about his disfigurement.

So he took off the silver mask from his face and revealed the half of his face that was destroyed by flames and glass fragments.

Harry was still very handsome before his disfigurement, and he could be called a noble son of a consortium. But after his father passed away, all kinds of pressure came one after another.

His best friend actually killed his father's enemy, and he was disfigured by the other party. If it weren't for the super-level friendship between him and Peter over the years, maybe there would be no Spider-Man in this world.

After looking around, Strange nodded with a relaxed expression and said with a touch of scars on Harry's face several times.

"It's just that there's no big problem. So, when did your injury cause it?"

Hearing Strange say this, Harry suppressed his inner excitement and tried to calm down, but he couldn't hide his joy.

"This happened more than two months ago."

"Just over two months?"

This time span is not very long, which makes Strange breathe a sigh of relief. Although he can skillfully use the Eye of the Ago Motorcycle, that is, the Time Gem, it is not as if it is an arm-instruction. If the time span is a bit large, there will inevitably be some errors.

If it was only more than two months, it was still within his control.

He took a few steps back and extended his double pairs of Harry to notice.

"Please stand here and don't move, this little thing will be fine soon."

Seeing this situation, Harry's secretary stood outside the door with great eyesight to prevent waiters from breaking in. His face finally had hope of healing, and Harry nervously sorted out his already decent clothes.

"Is that OK?"

"It's OK, Mr. Osborne. But no matter what happens next, I want you to remain calm."

Leave Harry a few seconds to prepare, Strange spreads the double and changes it into a circle on his chest.

Then, the Ago Motorcycle Eye, which he had deliberately worn on his neck today, began to shine and floated in front of him out of thin air.

The light green light shone directly on Harry's injured face, who was trying to keep him still, making him feel numb and itchy, and even a little tingling.

Although he couldn't see it himself, in the eyes of Peter and others, Harry's half of his injured face seemed to have been mosaiced, moving and reorganizing at a high speed at a resolution of one by one.

In less than a minute, in less than two minutes, Strange stopped activating the Eye of the Ago Motorcycle, causing the green light to slowly dissipate, and gently wiped off the sweat from his head with the napkin next to him.

"Okay, Mr. Harry, you can go to the bathroom to see if there is any change."

This micro-accuracy operation requires him to concentrate a lot of attention. It is said that when some surgeons perform large-scale surgery, they will have to sweat several pounds.

This kind of luxury hotel is of course equipped with a bathroom in the private room. Looking at himself in the mirror, Harry raised him and gently stroked the disfigured place. At this time, it was no different from when it was intact more than two months ago.

The touch his skin gives is very smooth, not as it did before, with a very obvious concave and convex feeling and layering.

With a big smile, Harry walked out of the bathroom greeted Peter's slightly red eyes and a tight hug.

"Sorry, Harry, I'm so sorry for everything I did to you before! But it's great that you can recover now!"

"Peter, let it pass on this matter."

He patted his close friend's shoulder comfortably, and Harry said to him sincerely.

"We are our best friends!"
Chapter completed!