Marvel: The Imposter Inventor

Chapter 35 News from the Hospital

"Twenty thousand??"

'This isn't much worse than scrapping a piece of equipment in the lab.'

Luca, who was initially excited about Big White's combat power, twitched at the corner of his mouth upon hearing this.

Even if you're rich, you shouldn't spend money like this.

However, the experiment has actually reached a sufficient point.

Although it hasn't been equipped with carbon fiber armor yet, aside from the fact that its inflatable design slightly alters its movements, it doesn't actually have a significant impact on Baymax's fighting ability.

After all, Baymax itself has very strong mechanical power, and its carbon fiber composite frame also has good defensive capabilities.

In addition, considering the positions of the hands and feet, and the need to maintain balance and lift heavy objects in caregiving work, the intensity and effort required are far beyond the standard.

Baymax is already a very deceptive and excellent combat robot.

'However, there are still many exposed wires and important equipment on the skeleton, so protection still relies more on external armor. I wonder if all the armor components will be printed by the time I get back tonight.'

'Unfortunately, although the motion module used for firearms was imported, Big White's hands are too big, so a custom-made firearm will still be needed later.'

In fact, Luca was already considering whether to develop a batch of pure combat bodyguard robots based on Baymax.

After all, Big White is certainly more experienced in medical care.

However, the field of medical devices is also very complex, and since our company has no prior connections in this area, rashly making contact could very likely backfire.

'Well, all of that will have to wait until I have complete control of the company.'

Just as Luca was thinking this, bulletproof vehicles from the company arrived outside the villa.

"Young Master, when would you like to depart?"

"Leave now!"

New York, Brooklyn, Welhaven Hospital.

Although this hospital is not as old as the Presbyterian Hospital, it excels in all aspects of medical care.

However, in the fields of neurology and neurosurgery alone, it is absolutely a leader in the entire United States.

Otherwise, Luca wouldn't have specifically transferred his mother to this hospital.

In the VIP ward, Samira was talking to Gina's attending physician about her condition over the past two days.

Luca simply watched his mother quietly from the side.

Although Gina is over forty years old this year, her exquisite appearance makes her look more than ten years younger than her actual age.

Especially now that she is in a coma, she has completely lost the aura of a powerful businesswoman she used to have, and instead appears more serene and gentle.

Without knowing her true background, it's hard to imagine that she was once a powerful female warrior who dominated the chaotic battlefields of Sokovia, let alone that she could kill three Zeta Swiss soldiers before she was on the verge of losing consciousness.

"So, having gone to such lengths for someone as insignificant as me, you'll probably regret it if you knew the truth, won't you?"

As Luca was quietly watching Gina in a daze, Samira's voice suddenly rose, drawing Luca's attention as well.

"So, Dr. West, you mean that Madam now has a chance of recovery?"

Samira stared excitedly at the doctor, wanting to grab his arm and press him for answers, but afraid of being too abrupt, she could only clench her fists in the air. The doctor, Gina's attending physician, after seeing Samira's expression, glanced subtly at Luca, who was also looking at him, before somewhat awkwardly offering an explanation.

"Well, it's just a possibility. Several families with similar severe cases chose to give up treatment. After communication between the hospital and the families, we are now preparing to form an expert team to conduct experimental treatments for these patients."

"If the treatment is ultimately successful, perhaps Mrs. Orange can also receive effective treatment."

Luca's lips twitched upon hearing this.

This so-called 'experimental treatment by an expert group' sounds impressive, but the only key word is actually 'experimental'.

The process of performing this operation is even more complicated and cumbersome than the process of a patient signing an organ donation agreement.

It's basically no different from conducting human trials, and under normal circumstances, no hospital would take such a big risk to do something like that.

"Does Dr. West know what the success rate of this experimental treatment is?"

Samira asked this question. Although Luca had said last night that he might be able to cure Gina, the hospital was clearly more authoritative to her.

However, Dr. West, who was being questioned, became even more embarrassed when he spoke.

"Well, well. We've only just started preparing the expert team, and no one can be sure of the success rate. However, we'll be inviting Dr. Strange and several other leading figures in neurology to join the team, so their capabilities are definitely up to par."

Upon hearing this, Luca immediately frowned.

When his mother Gina was first diagnosed, he asked someone to invite Stephen Strange, but in the end, he was rejected outright without even meeting him.

What is the reason behind their decision to get involved in this mess again?

The reason it's described as "muddy waters" is because, judging from Dr. West's words, this so-called expert group clearly doesn't have any treatment plans, and it hasn't even been formally established yet.

In this situation, the probability of finding an effective treatment in a short period of time is extremely low. In addition, given the less-than-ideal label of 'experimental treatment,' who would have the power to persuade that arrogant guy to cooperate?

It's important to know that before becoming Doctor Strange, Stephen Strange was hardly a benevolent person.

To ensure his own surgical success rate and reputation in the medical community, he generally avoids surgeries he feels he cannot succeed at.

Of course, given Strange's skill level, surgeries he felt had virtually no chance of success could indeed be considered a 'death sentence'.

'So'

"May I ask, who proposed the formation of this expert group?"

Luca stared intently at Dr. West, awaiting his answer.

Seeing the questioning look in the eyes of the boy in front of him, Dr. West's eyes flickered slightly, but then calmed down a bit.

"I don't know, but even if I did know, I wouldn't tell you."

Luca stared at him for a moment, then simply nodded calmly.

"Thank you, Dr. West, for bringing us this news."

"Next, I want to spend some time alone with my mother."

With that, Luca gestured for Samira to see the guest out, then turned away and ignored her, taking out the medical kit containing Big White.

(End of this chapter)