As the supreme medical god of the universe, Fang Mo is very resolute in his treatment of patients.
As long as they're not dead, they must be treated.
A long time ago, Mr. Stark, the world's richest man, had the privilege of experiencing this and expressed that the surgical process was unforgettable. He vowed to take good care of his body and not play with palladium anymore.
A few days ago, Jane Foster, the fiancée of the Prince of Asgard, received similar treatment. She was nearly drained of her life force by Ether particles, gasping for breath on the floor. However, as soon as Fang Mo picked her up with a stick, her gasping stopped, and she felt much better. How miraculous is that?
And now it's Hawkeye's turn to taste this fear.
Fang Mo walked into the ward with fruits in his left hand and a BroadSword in his right.
"Yo, Barton, I've come to visit you."
As soon as he arrived in the ward, Fang Mo greeted Hawkeye, who was lying in bed all bandaged up. "Sorry my kid hurt you, I've come to apologize."
Hawkeye lay there wrapped in bandages, missing his left eye, arm, and even his leg. He looked terrifying but surprisingly remained calm, "You don't look like you're here to apologize. If I reject your left-hand gift, are you going to kill me with what's in your right hand?"
"Not at all, not at all," Fang Mo chuckled and put the fruit basket on the bedside table. "Besides apologizing, I also intend to perform a small surgery on you."
"Can it cure me?" asked Hawkeye.
"Of course," Fang Mo assured, patting his chest. "Not only can it cure you, but it might even make you stronger. The prerequisite is that you can withstand the treatment."
"I'm ready," said Hawkeye immediately. "Go ahead; I've been lying here so long I'm becoming moldy."
Without wasting time, Fang Mo first poured a regeneration potion into Hawkeye's mouth, then used his sword to remove his remaining limbs. Almost instantly, the bleeding stopped, and new limbs began to grow.
Admiring Hawkeye's resilience, Fang Mo thought for a moment and took out an Eye of Ender. "I'm warning you; I don't know if there will be a rejection response," he cautioned after installing it. "Make sure to do some checks later. If it's not okay, come back and I'll remove it."
"What is this?" Hawkeye asked curiously.
"It's the 'Eye That Can't Bathe,'" said Fang Mo casually. "Once installed, you can't enjoy bathing spots, or this eye will cause you unbearable pain."
"Can you remove it now?" said Hawkeye. "I was planning to take a bath later."
"But it can make you teleport like me," explained Fang Mo calmly.
"Then I'll keep it," Hawkeye quickly changed his mind. "I think I can give it a try."
Fang Mo's treatment was quick, and soon Hawkeye was fully recovered.
"All done," said Fang Mo, putting his knife aside. "Try walking around."
"Is it over?" Hawkeye asked.
"Otherwise?" Fang Mo retorted. "Want me to also check if your intestines or other organs are problematic and remove them?"
"No need for that, thank you," said Hawkeye.
"Then get up," urged Fang Mo. "See if the eye works well."
"Sorry, I... might need to wait half an hour before I can get up," said Hawkeye hesitantly.
"What, did you soil the bed?" Fang Mo smirked. "Waiting for it to dry?"
"No..." Hawkeye looked embarrassed. "It's Stark. He heard I was injured and flew over in his armor. He said it was for my good, then injected me with an anesthetic."
"Damn! Stark, you dare to backstab me!" Fang Mo was instantly displeased. "The only joy I get from treating people has been taken away. I have to settle this with him..."
"So, is your real purpose in practicing medicine to torture patients?"
Upon hearing this, Nick Fury finally couldn't help but speak up, rubbing his forehead, "Agent Barton is a loyal subordinate of mine. And it was your pet that injured him like this. Could you at least be a little kinder to him?"
"But he doesn't even make sarcastic comments…"
"He can learn."
Nick Fury directly said, "Agent Barton, I'm giving you a three-month vacation. During this period, you must immerse yourself in ACG culture, learn how to use memes and make sarcastic comments, and dare to joke about various American incidents."
"Yes, sir," Hawkeye immediately agreed without even thinking.
"What just happened…"
Seeing this, Fang Mo was also stunned.
"He has strong learning abilities," Nick Fury turned to Fang Mo and said, "I learned all these things in just a month and a half, so I believe given three months, he will be to your taste."
"Fine, fine."
Upon hearing this, Fang Mo couldn't help but roll his eyes and then reached into a fruit basket, pulling out an enchanted golden apple to give to Hawkeye. "To be honest, this is indeed my fault. A real man takes responsibility. Here, eat it."
"What is this…?"
Hawkeye was a bit puzzled, having never seen this item before.
"Just eat it quickly, or Nick will start craving it too," Fang Mo said, stuffing the enchanted apple into his mouth.
"So, I can't even watch other people eat fruit?"
Upon hearing Fang Mo's words, Nick Fury immediately felt annoyed, "Before you fed your little Dragon watermelon and said I wanted to steal it, now you're feeding Agent Barton an apple and saying I want to steal it. I was once the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., Do you think I care about one apple?"
"This apple grants power close to that of gods," Fang Mo mentioned.
"Then get me one too," Nick Fury immediately said shamelessly.
"Where's your integrity? You just said you wouldn't care about one apple," Fang Mo immediately retorted.
"If those things could be exchanged for money, I would not hesitate to abandon them," Nick Fury replied without hesitation.
"Better not," Fang Mo said, scanning Nick Fury, "I can't imagine you fighting on a battlefield, going 'biubiubiu' with a small handgun."
"I could be fighting holding a bucket of fried chicken, shouting 'Mother F*****' the whole time," Nick Fury said.
"You're getting the hang of it," Fang Mo was somewhat surprised as he looked at Nick Fury.
Seeing this, Fang Mo had to admit he was somewhat tempted.
"So…"
"Still no," Fang Mo interrupted Nick Fury with a smile, "The current strength of the Avengers is sufficient. Just focus on your logistical and leadership roles."
"Fine."
Upon hearing Fang Mo's words, Nick Fury didn't argue, "May the strength of the Avengers always be sufficient."
During their conversation, Hawkeye's body had gradually returned to normal. The enchanted golden apple seemed to have boosted his constitution, and he rapidly metabolized the anesthetic in his system. Soon enough, he got out of bed and removed all his bandages, looking at his hands excitedly.
"How do you feel now, Agent Barton?" Nick Fury immediately asked, "Do you think you could beat Captain America?"
"Sir, you might not believe it," Hawkeye clenched his fists, "Even if he and Iron Man team up, I have the confidence to take them both down."
"Are you sure?" Nick Fury asked, "I remember Stark also ate a golden apple."
"Oh, his was ordinary," Fang Mo helped to explain, "This one is enchanted, so the effects are different. Theoretically, one Hawkeye could beat nine Captain Americas without weapons."
"That strong?"
Nick Fury was visibly surprised, "Then humans could really turn into gods after eating this. By the way, Barton, how are your eyes?"
"I feel good," Hawkeye said, "My vision is clear, and I can even vaguely sense spatial changes around me."
"Try teleporting?" Fang Mo asked.
"But I don't know how," Hawkeye touched his left eye subconsciously, "I tried just now, but I couldn't do it."
"No," Fang Mo smiled, "You will do it."
Right after saying this, Fang Mo used an Evertide Amulet to scoop up some water and threw it at Hawkeye.
The water splashed on the bed as Hawkeye's figure turned into purple snowflake particles and disappeared.
Fang Mo's thrown water landed on the empty bed.
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