The Reincarnation Passing by Marvel

Chapter 136 Type III Allergy

Gradually, Phil Coulson no longer felt uneasy.

The trace of expectation on his face also disappeared without a trace.

Is it a matter of course?
Or are summer insects unspeakable?

Phil Coulson didn't get any answers from Wang Lun.

Even if he can see the end of the world like this, but will Wang Lun change his previous decision in a fit of anger because his own action efficiency is too low?

Thinking of this unbearable consequence, Phil Coulson turned around and left in a hurry.

Wang Lun shook his head after watching him leave.

If intelligence agents were like Phil Coulson, life would be too boring.

Anyone's every move will be heavily interpreted.

If everyone asked himself like him and had to explain himself, would this day pass?
I do my own thing, what do other people's opinions matter to me?

Wang Lun waited for a moment, and the huge thing under his feet vibrated imperceptibly, and then it left in the opposite direction.

Wang Lun walked to the side of the window and waited quietly. As expected, after a while, Phil Coulson hurried over again.

"We have shown our sincerity according to your wishes. Excuse me, can you tell me now, what are you planning?"

Wang Lun turned his back to him and said: "You will know when the time comes, don't worry, I will not do anything to your idol that will damage his image.

He has been frozen for so many years, and I just want to do my best so that he can return to this world. After all, he and I are old friends. "

what is this?
What is the difference between saying and not saying?
Phil Coulson suppressed his anger and said in a consistent tone: "Your Excellency, if you can know more specific and detailed information, S.H.I.E.L.D. can cooperate better."

Wang Lun said: "In two days, I will contact your immediate superior, and let him convey the specific matters.

Coulson, for the sake of what you have said, I have a piece of advice for you, do you want it? "

"Your Excellency, please speak."

Wang Lun turned around and said, "It doesn't matter what kind of person I am in your heart. My advice to you is: stay away from people like me."

Los Angeles, Saiyan Technology Headquarters, Area M.

Area M is the earliest constructed area of ​​Saiyan Technology Headquarters. It consists of 3 pyramid-shaped buildings, 118 meters high, and 17 floors underground.

Here is the center of Saiyan Technology's medical system, covering hospitals, research centers, laboratories, supercomputing centers, epidemic prevention centers and other departments.

Each of the three pyramid-shaped buildings is used for one purpose, of which Building A is a private hospital.

In its top-floor senior ward, Tony Stark is lying weak on the hospital bed, and Pepper Potts and Happy Hogan are also tending to him in the ward.

Wang Lun pushed open the door of the ward and walked in.

"good afternoon everyone."

After Wang Lun entered the ward, he greeted everyone one by one.

He came to the side of the hospital bed.

I saw Tony Stark's complexion was pale, his lips were chapped, and his eyes were dull.

Before coming here, Wang Lun had read the medical records from the doctor. It was an acute non-infectious disease with a high fever of 40.7°C, which was caused by serum sickness.

After emergency treatment, Tony Stark's symptoms and temperature have stabilized, and he is gradually returning to normal body temperature.

However, serum sickness is more troublesome, and the attending doctor is consulting with him to study how to fundamentally solve his boss's problem once and for all.

"How are you feeling, Tony?"

Wang Lun leaned over, tucked the quilt up for him, stretched out his hand, and touched his forehead with the back of his hand.

"Feeling like dying."

Tony Stark smiled. It was the first time he felt this unusual movement that involved so many facial muscles.

There is quite an illusion of facial nerve disorder.

He tried his best to pull his hands out of the quilt and rubbed his cheeks.

"Seeing that you are still in the mood to joke, I am relieved."

Wang Lun said: "It's not a serious illness. With the current strength and technical background of the group, the time for you to get rid of the trauma in your chest is not far away."

He straightened up, and said to Pepper Potts, who was obviously concerned: "They are having a consultation. I listened in. Dr. Helen Zhao has a technology that can perfectly repair wounds. You only need to find a surgeon with excellent surgery skills." , Take out the shrapnel."

He clapped his palms: "Then you're done!"

Pepper Potts said: "How long will it take?"

"Wait until Tony's high fever subsides."

Wang Lun said: "The plan is almost out, I think it's better to be more stable."

"Tony, you'll be fine soon." Pepper Potts sat by the hospital bed, carefully helping her lover to tidy up his messed up hair.

"Yes, you don't have to worry about it."

Tony Stark said: "Now that the danger is gone, you can go home and live at any time. If you need it, let Happy send you."

"No, I have a good time with the children and would like to stay for a few more days."

Pepper Potts glanced sideways: "Also, give Happy a vacation, he's also feeling a little uncomfortable, so why not stay here with you to recuperate."

Hearing this, Wang Lun couldn't help giving him a sympathetic look.Coincidentally, Happy Hogan also looked over at this time, and their eyes communicated silently for a moment.

They are all in love with each other.

Wang Lun thought to himself: With his own physique, can he resist the dark cuisine made by Pepper Potts?

This is really the biggest unsolved mystery of this century, because of the lessons learned by Happy Hogan, Wang Lun plans to never try this.

At this time, the door of the ward was pushed open, and a petite woman with an oriental face came in, wearing a light blue coat, with her hair tied in a ponytail.

Seeing so many people in the ward, she was startled, and then nodded with everyone.

Then, she walked to the hospital bed to observe the patient's signs. After a few steps of inspection, she said with a smile on her face: "Tony's recovery speed is very fast. If there is no accident, we can operate as planned in two days."

Wang Lun said, "Who do you plan to hire to be in charge of the surgery?"

"Originally, I wanted to introduce a senior, but the time is too short and the distance is relatively far, so I'm afraid it's not suitable.

Moreover, I heard that there is a doctor in New York, Stephen Strange, who is evaluated by the industry as a neurosurgeon, so colleagues are more inclined to him. "

"Doctor Strange?"

Tony Stark said suddenly: "I'm afraid this guy won't get along with me. Besides, isn't he an expert in intracranial neurology? He can also be good at open chest surgery?"

"Tony, don't underestimate an expert in surgery. He can easily perform operations on such tiny nerves. His hands are probably as stable as God and can't make mistakes. It will be fine for your surgery. .”

(End of this chapter)