Chapter 53 The speed of life and death

Chapter 53 The speed of life and death

Chapter 53 The speed of life and death

"He's in very bad shape, and apart from the risk of infection from the mess of wires he's made in his body, he's also old, and his body isn't as resilient as a young man, and there's a big risk of being injured and staying behind. The sequelae, even if it can survive the infection and inflammation, the body function has been seriously damaged, I think you can ask him if he has any last wishes..."

Stark thumped the table, making a loud noise that startled Strange, the very tricky doctor said: "You better make sure that the fee you give me is worthy of your irritable temper. "

"I'm pretty sure your guts are worth my force," Schiller said to Strange.

Stark looked at Obadiah lying on the experimental bench. His pupils had begun to dilate, and an extreme emotion surrounded Stark. He did not understand why Obadiah did this.

"I've always wanted to prove to Howard that the biotechnology route I proposed is by no means useless. It can bring people strong enough power, and even if their bodies are too old to look good, they can still be perfectly controlled by the power of the body. Mecha..."

"But you're about to die!" Stark said angrily, "What could be more important than life?!"

"Howard died before me..."

Stark was speechless, and he heard Obadiah say with a sigh: "It's a pity he died early..."

A complex emotion rose from Stark's heart. He knew that the relationship between Obadiah and Howard was not the perfect partner that many people imagined.

When you are with a peerless genius, few people will not be jealous. Maybe Obadiah once thought to prove that he can do the same without Howard.

It's a pity that there is no Howard, and he doesn't know who he should prove to.

Obadiah was old, and perhaps he knew that if he didn't do it again, he would never have a chance.

There has to be a Stark who understands that he is right, and if the old Stark can't, then the younger Stark can too.

"I'll find a way to save him!" Stark threw himself onto the experimental bench on the other side and began frantically rummaging for information. Now he has no time to think that Obadiah stole his mecha core. Over the years, Obadiah was almost his only relative, and now that he was dying, Stark had nothing to do.

"Heart stent! We have to make him a heart stent!" Stark said.

Strange shook his head and said, "You really have no medical knowledge. His heart is about to fail. This is not a problem that a stent can solve."

"Then hit a few more!"

"Unless you can recreate a heart for him with machinery, his current heart will not be able to function as a blood transfusion for the body at all, and within three hours at most, he will die of heart failure."

"Are you a doctor who only speaks nasty things?!" Stark asked angrily, Strange was even more angry than him, and he said: "You rich man delayed my whole afternoon with a single word! I just Tell the truth! He's not saved! Don't treat the doctor as God, you have made seven or eight holes in your heart, and God can't save him!"

Schiller patted Strange on the shoulder, and he said, "Can't you see the current situation? This rich man is so poor that he has only money left, and he is willing to pay any price to save his uncle, as long as you If you can come up with a plan, the price is whatever you want."

Strange rubbed his temples and said, "We are all doctors, don't I want to make this money? As long as he can be saved by medical means, then there is no one in this world that cannot be saved."

"What did you just say??" Stark turned his head and asked suddenly,
Strange was stunned. He said, "What did I say?"

"Yes... mechanical heart! Create a new heart for him!"

Schiller looked at his watch and said, "You only have three hours."

After speaking, he glanced at Obadiah again.

"This is still an optimistic estimate. I am afraid that once more than two hours, even if there is a new heart, his whole body will be necrotic due to ischemia."

Stark didn't say anything, he suddenly became quiet, it seemed that he was no longer so irritable for a moment, all the threads of his brain cursed by knowledge were running frantically.

"It's ridiculous, you want to replace a living person with a heart made of a machine, what about rejection?" Strange said.

Stark turned his head and punched him, Schiller dragged him out of the lab, Strange rubbed his nose and said, "These damn rich people..."

"Don't complain, think about the seven- or eight-digit consultation fee he will pay you later, do you feel better?"

"Will he really pay that much?"

"That's Stark, look under your feet, a tile here may be your monthly salary."

Strange rarely spoke, and it seemed that the upcoming large consultation fee did not make him any happier.

After a while Stark burst out and said, "I have an idea! Yes, I have a solution! The Ark Reactor, that model..."

"I need an assistant, come here! Come over here!"

Strange sat still, and Schiller could only stand up and say, "I'll do it, I hope I don't screw the light bulb again."

After entering the laboratory, it was messed up by Stark. Schiller stepped over the various documents and materials scattered on the ground. Stark began to tinker on a laboratory bench full of various complicated instruments. : "That model is not only useful for the composition of the energy response, its structure is very adaptable to the human body, as for the rejection response..."

The movements in Stark's hands suddenly stopped, he put his hands on the table, and then lowered his head, he said softly, "I almost died of rejection too, maybe this is retribution."

"Forget your fatalism." Schiller glanced at Obadiah.

He seemed to be conscious, but the excessive ischemia made him speechless. He didn't look at Stark, just kept staring at the experimental bench.

Perhaps, the young Obadiah stood by the same way, watching Howard enthusiastically busy beside the experimental bench. At that time, they could do experiments all night, and then chat about these inventions while eating breakfast. How to change the world.

Howard was full of enthusiasm and ambition at that time, he was an unparalleled genius, Obadiah was more like a shadow of genius, Howard was born to change the world, and Obadiah, he just wanted to use himself The ability to make yourself a little better.

Obadiah felt that his whole body began to heat up, and a warm current flowed from his heart to his limbs. In the dimness, he saw countless pictures playing in front of his eyes.

Howard died too early, but Obadiah thanked Howard for dying so early, which allowed him to have a good enough friendship to recall before his death. It was the most passionate and glorious years in his life.

A behemoth rose in his hands until he ruled the world.

Thanks to Howard who died too early, this kind of friendship was not gradually worn down to wither in the vicissitudes of life. It is always so bright, even before death, it seems that there is no regret.

"You have to hurry." Schiller looked at Obadiah and said, "We made some mistakes in our estimation. You have at most an hour and a half, and he has lost his mind."

Stark turned around in a panic and said, "No!! Don't! Wait, wait...don't be like this, how could he..."

"Just like before you, the desire to survive is a very important thing, and without it, the body will begin to decay at a speed you can't imagine."

Stark held the parts in his hand tightly, and he didn't say anything, and turned around to continue the experiment.

Schiller asked the symbiote in his head: "Can't you recreate a heart for him?"

"No, his heart is missing something and needs the symbiote to maintain. If he leaves me, he will die."

Schiller recalled, as if it was true in the comics, the old Eddie relied on venom to convert cells into parts of his body, and he would die without the venom.

"There are parts that can be combined." The symbiote said again.

Schiller told Stark, "You can try to make the part, and I can refactor it to combine it with flesh and blood without fixings and stitches."

Stark pointed to Schiller with a pen and blueprint, and said: "The structure of the Ark reactor can be used in the heart. Look here, we replaced the entire left ventricle, strengthened the heart muscle here, and then installed another one here. Artificial heart pump..."

Schiller called Strange in, and Strange looked at the drawing and said, "If only in theory, it's possible, but I advise you not to do it, the combination of human body and metal will be very difficult. Big risk, this is a problem that the medical profession has been unable to overcome, and you are not a doctor at all. Even if you can save him for a while, the subsequent maintenance of parts and metal aging are all problems..."

Schiller said: "Obadia seems to have been researching biomechanics, he must have useful information, Jarvis, can you find out where Obadiah is doing research?"

There was a buzzing sound from Jarvis, and then he said: "In the calculation... Positioning... The positioning is successful. The old site of Stark Industries is also the former Stark Automotive Industry Group."

"The storage device has been detected... those data have not been uploaded, please wait a moment, I am using physical cracking..."

A few minutes later, a mech flew in, holding a heavy computer in his hand, Stark pulled out a USB flash drive and plugged it into the computer, and soon Jarvis said, "The data is encrypted... The encryption is being cracked...the cracking is complete...all have been uploaded."

Stark hurriedly turned to his host, and the moment he turned on the host screen, he was stunned.

It was densely packed with documents and drawings, and Schiller couldn't understand what was written. After a while, Stark took two steps back and said, "Maybe he's right, maybe he's right..."

"He found another way, a completely different way from mechanical armor..."

"You're running out of time," Schiller said.

"No, now I only need half an hour, no no no, 20 minutes. These materials are all ready-made. Jarvis will help me calculate right now. Let's start with building this model..."

An hour later, both Stark Schiller and Strange walked out of the laboratory with exhausted faces. Strange's hands were covered in blood, and he said, "How can there be such a thing in this world? You really use A pile of scrap metal made a heart, and then made it jump, God..."

Schiller didn't do much better either. It was a tough job to replace a heart, and his chest was soaked with blood.

Stark leaned against the wall, sat down slowly, and said, "Am I really like my father? Blindly arrogant and willful..."

"Do not……"

Stark looked up at Schiller, who was talking.

"You're worse than your father."

(End of this chapter)