Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be a superhero

“No, it’s not about the money…” Dr. Strange shook his head repeatedly.

"Doctor, you have excellent professional ethics," Lu Mingfei said admiringly.

“No, I can’t stop you from cutting in line. The order of surgeries is arranged by the hospital. I’m only responsible for performing the surgeries,” Dr. Strange shook his head. “The issue I’m asking is, do you want me to trust…you!”

Strange pointed at Tony: "Your chest is full of countless tiny shrapnel fragments. To prevent them from flowing into your heart with your bloodstream, you'll have to use an electromagnet to hold them in place."

Tony nodded.

“And you!” Strange pointed at Lu Mingfei, “You have superpowers; you can sense and control metal.”

Lu Mingfei nodded.

"And you came to me hoping you could immobilize those metal shrapnel fragments inside him, pinpoint their location, and then direct me to remove them, right?" Dr. Strange asked finally.

Tony and Lu Mingfei nodded in unison.

"Gentlemen, in addition to the neurology department, our hospital also has a psychiatry department," Dr. Strange said kindly.

“Tony, I told you I should have performed first, otherwise how would people believe me?” Lu Mingfei said from the side.

"A performance?" Strange was taken aback, thinking to himself that this person was seriously ill.

However, the next second, he began to suspect that he was the one who was seriously ill.

He saw Lu Mingfei simply extend his hand, and a pen flew from the table to the top of his palm, floating and slowly rotating.

"What is this? A holographic projection?" Strange tried to understand it scientifically. "Your Stark Industries' technology is so advanced!"

"Here, touch it." Lu Mingfei directly quoted Susie's lines and handed the pen to Dr. Strange.

With trembling fingers, Strange poked the pen, feeling his scientific beliefs, honed since childhood, crumble: "You...you're a wizard? You look like you're from the East. Is this Eastern magic? What do you call it again? Is it 'chi'? Sorry, I don't know if my pronunciation is accurate..."

“Strictly speaking, this is science,” Lu Mingfei said seriously. “I can only manipulate magnetic fields. The reason this pen is under my control is because I magnetized it.”

Oh, I see. So that makes it scientific... my foot! Manipulating magnetic fields is already pretty unscientific!

Strange silently cursed in his mind.

However, Lu Mingfei's explanation did have some effect. Although manipulating magnetic fields is not scientific, it is at least easier to accept than "magic".

"So, can the surgery start tomorrow?" Tony asked.

“No,” Strange shook his head. “My specialty is neurosurgery. Although I can also perform thoracic surgery, you are Tony Stark. With your resources and connections, you can certainly find someone better than me in thoracic surgery. Of course, if someone needs neurosurgery, then coming to me is the right thing to do…”

“Ahem,” Lu Mingfei coughed lightly, “Actually, I am a thoracic surgeon, but I have to focus on fixing the fragments inside Tony’s body, and I know the location of each fragment. So what we actually need is not a thoracic surgeon, but a doctor with a steady hand, because some shrapnel is so small, it’s practically metal shavings…”

Lu Mingfei is certainly not a thoracic surgeon, but he has found a thoracic surgeon who is a world-renowned figure and copied his relevant memories and abilities.

Although he lacked practical experience due to his limited skills and lack of specialized practice in precision and stability, Lu Mingfei had no intention of personally taking the plunge.

Because the surgeon is in charge of directing the operation, precision is the most important factor for the surgeon.

After Pepper had a round of selections, Tony chose Strange from the list—there wasn't any particular reason, it was just that among the most reliable doctors, Strange was the youngest.

Firstly, young people generally have a physical advantage over the elderly, and since this surgery is expected to last a long time, young people are better able to withstand it.

Secondly, Tony considered himself a genius—and in fact he was indeed a genius—and coincidentally, Dr. Strange was also known as a genius. Tony felt it was appropriate to have a genius doctor treat a genius scientist.

After Tony and Lu Mingfei explained the procedure and offered some incentives, Strange agreed to the surgery, which was scheduled for tomorrow.

……

The following evening, at the hospital where Strange worked.

Pepper and Happy, who had canceled half a day of work, waited together outside the operating room.

As the operating room doors opened, Lu Mingfei and Strange walked out together.

“Dr. Lu Mingfei, may I have your contact information?” Strange asked, following Lu Mingfei.

Almost no one can subdue someone as confident and arrogant as Strange, not even a "superpowered person".

But a teenager who was only eighteen years old, yet whose performance in thoracic surgery was more outstanding and experienced than many of the top scholars in the field, truly made Strange admit defeat.

He even reluctantly admitted in his heart that if Lu Mingfei had studied neurosurgery instead of thoracic surgery, his reputation as a genius would definitely have been taken away by Lu Mingfei.

But in reality, it's just because the thoracic surgeon that Lu Mingfei copied was too amazing.

Moreover, the thoracic surgery knowledge that Lu Mingfei copied using his ability has a time limit; it will be forgotten after the duration expires.

“No problem,” Lu Mingfei said. “Thank you for removing all the shrapnel from Tony, Dr. Strange. I owe you a favor.”

Although strictly speaking, Lu Mingfei was the main contributor to the surgery, Strange also played an irreplaceable role, so Lu Mingfei was indeed very grateful to him.

"Mingfei, Mingfei," Pepper rushed over, "How is Tony?"

“Very good,” Lu Mingfei said, maintaining his professional composure thanks to the knowledge he had acquired from the thoracic surgeon. “Tony is not in any danger, so his vital signs are all at healthy levels. He can be discharged once his incision heals.”

“Phew…that’s great.” Pepper’s nose tingled, and she choked up a little.

Just as Lu Mingfei was about to comfort Pepper again, the cell phone he had left outside the operating room, which Happy had been keeping for him, suddenly rang.

Happy quickly handed the phone to Lu Mingfei; the caller ID showed an unknown number.

"Hello?" Lu Mingfei put the phone to his ear. "May I ask who this is?"

“This is Nick Fury,” came the voice on the other end of the phone.

Lu Mingfei hung up the phone.

The phone rang again immediately, this time from a different number.

"Hello?" Lu Mingfei asked.

“I am Nick F…”

Lu Mingfei interrupted, "Tony advised me not to talk to you."

He then hung up the phone again.

Half a minute later, another number called in.

"Chief Fury, if you keep making these harassing calls, I'm going to have Jarvis hack your phone!" Lu Mingfei said as he answered the phone.

"It's me, Natasha," a seductive female voice came from the phone.

“It’s you, Natasha.” Lu Mingfei’s voice sounded a little lighter.

"Yes, I need to talk to you. Do you have time to come to New Mexico? A really weird hammer fell down here..."

“Tony said it’s best not to talk to you either.” Lu Mingfei hung up the phone again.

Natasha on the other end of the phone: ...

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Chapter 67: He raised the handle of Thor's hammer?

In Tony's hospital room at the hospital where Strange works.

Lu Mingfei sat beside Tony's hospital bed.

"Can't you really buy me a hamburger?" Tony asked.

“You’re still in the recovery period, so you should eat the nutritious meals the doctor prepared for you,” Lu Mingfei complained. “Do I need to remind you that you just had surgery and the incision hasn’t even started to heal yet?”

"I think I'm in pretty good shape," Tony said nonchalantly.

"I hope you can maintain your optimism once the anesthesia wears off," Lu Mingfei quipped.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"

There was a knock on the door.

“Come in,” Tony said.

The door opened, and a red-haired beauty, still able to show off her graceful figure even in a nurse's uniform, walked in.

"Get out," Tony said.

Natasha walked gracefully toward Lu Mingfei and Tony: "Don't be so heartless, Tony. I just resigned from your company the day before yesterday."

"And incidentally, he splashed water in my face before I left," Tony said coldly.

"Splashing water?" Lu Mingfei, who was standing to the side, was stunned for a moment, then turned pale with shock. "Tony, you're not engaging in workplace sexual harassment, are you?!"

“How could I possibly do such a thing?!” Tony immediately retorted loudly.

"Then why did Natasha splash water on you?" Lu Mingfei asked curiously.

Tony remained silent.

“Ahem,” Natasha said, stepping in to help Tony out of the awkward situation. “Mr. Lu Mingfei, I’ve come here today to seek your help on something very important.”

She should have explained this to Lu Mingfei over the phone, but Lu Mingfei wouldn't answer her and Fury's calls, so she had to make the trip herself.

"My help?" Lu Mingfei asked curiously. "Help with what?"

“In New Mexico, a hammer fell from the sky,” Natasha said. “The amazing thing is that the hammer couldn’t be moved no matter what we did. Before we cordoned off the area, many people had tried to move it, and even vehicles couldn’t pull it.”

"Can't be moved?" Lu Mingfei asked. "Is it heavy?"

“No, after we cordoned off the scene, we tried to lift it with a large crane, but we still couldn’t move it an inch,” Natasha shook her head. “If it were because of its weight that it was difficult to move, it should have sunk deep into the ground under its enormous weight, but the current situation is that it is still sitting perfectly fine on the ground, just like an ordinary hammer.”

As she spoke, Natasha pulled a photo from her collar and handed it to Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei hesitated for a moment, then caught the photo by pinching the corner with the tip of his fingernail, his careful manner as if he were handling some dangerous or dirty item.

For a fleeting moment, looking at Lu Mingfei's utterly disgusted expression, she thought she wasn't a slender-waisted, large-breasted European beauty, but rather a burly Viking man with broad shoulders, a thick waist, well-developed pectoral muscles, and a chest full of hair.

But in reality, Lu Mingfei was just a little unaccustomed to this adult level of decency. After all, his greatest audacity was wearing sunglasses at a swimsuit party and sneaking peeks at the girls' thighs and waists.

Holding the photo between his fingertips and bringing it to his eyes, Lu Mingfei saw that the photo showed a square-shaped, short-handled metal hammer.

“Compared to the hammerhead, this handle is a bit short,” Lu Mingfei commented. Then he looked at Natasha and shook his head, saying, “Even if you come to me, I can’t help you. My strength is only slightly greater than that of an average person.”

“We need your help for two reasons,” Natasha explained, “first, because you have a very strong friend who now lives on a deserted island owned by Mr. Stark…”

“You’re investigating me?!” Tony frowned.

The friend Natasha mentioned who lives on a deserted island and is incredibly strong is Dr. Bruce Banner, who can transform into the Hulk.

“Actually, haven’t we been investigating you all along?” Natasha said frankly. “I’ve been undercover in your company for a long time.”