A god of beauty

Chapter 68 The Mysterious Story About to Open

out the door.

Got into the car.

"Oh!"

After adjusting his sitting posture in the driver's seat, Coulson, who was full of problems, looked at Natasha who was sitting in the co-pilot and said, "Okay, now, Natasha, maybe you can give Let me explain what the hell happened."

Natasha's expression was light: "I'll explain it to you when we get there."

Coulson, who was full of questions, nodded.

After a while.

Natasha, who came back to her senses, stared at the motionless car, glanced at Coulson and said, "Phil, it won't work if you step on the accelerator before the car starts."

Colson: "..."

In fact, not only Coulson has a lot of problems, but Natasha also has a lot of problems. After all, anyone who knows that there is another person in the world will be confused.

Natasha couldn't recall what she looked like after receiving that call yesterday.

His sister actually stole her hair and blood, and secretly created a clone of her on the grounds that she missed her so much?

Jesus Christ.

Natasha swears, if she sees Yelena, she swears, she will...

soon.

The New Amsterdam Hospital has arrived.

Natasha took the lead in going straight all the way to the destination floor given by Lake, and after showing her ID, she entered the intensive care unit smoothly.

into the eye.

Lying on the hospital bed was an unconscious, brown-haired Sleeping Beauty with a splash of warm sunlight.

Natasha's footsteps paused.

After seeing the sleeping beauty, Coulson, who walked in behind, was so surprised that he could put a Gatling gun in his mouth.

Another Natasha.

It's the Sleeping Beauty version.

Coulson pinched his face involuntarily, thinking that he should have fallen into some strange dream.

but……

pain!
Coulson came back to his senses, walked lightly to Natasha who was standing beside the bed, and whispered, "Why..."

Natasha stared at herself sleeping on the bed, shaking her head with a weird feeling, "I don't know."

Coulson obviously didn't believe it.

Natasha looked at Coulson and said, "I swear, I didn't know anything about this before yesterday, Phil, can you do me a favor?"

Coulson looked at Natasha without speaking.

Natasha said: "Don't tell the bureau about this matter."

Coulson opened his mouth, and another Natasha, who was described by the bureau as a strategic weapon, appeared. Why don't you tell the bureau?

This……

Coulson was a little tangled, but thinking about the mission he had gone out with Natasha before, he thought for a while and said, "Okay, I won't take the initiative to report this matter to the bureau."

Natasha smiled slightly: "Thank you."

The ward door opened.

Jeanne Benoit, who was a doctor on the intensive care floor of New Amsterdam, walked in and said to Coulson and Natasha, who had their backs to her, "Hey, who are you? This is the intensive care unit. You can't come in so casually." .”

Coulson turned around and took out his ID: "FBI."

Under normal circumstances, the FBI's name is very popular in New York City, but obviously, not this time.

Jenny stared at Coulson's escaped federal ID card and said with a sneer, "Is the FBI amazing? Maybe, I should call your director and come over and bring you two back."

Coulson frowned instantly.

How can a female doctor say that she knows the head of the Federal Bureau of New York?
at this time.

Lake came in from the outside, with a smile: "Doctor Benoit, it's okay, I invited them here, you know, I want to find the patient's family as soon as possible."

The anger on Jenny's face dissipated, she glanced at Coulson who was facing her, and Natasha who had her back to her, then smiled at Lake and said, "Mr. Reese, you are really a good man."

Lake smiled: "Doctor, can I have a word with them?"

Jenny nodded: "Of course, but because the patient is still in a coma, the visiting time can't be too long."

Lake nodded: "Thank you, Dr. Benoit."

Jenny smiled and said, "No, I should thank you. After all, it is rare for a philanthropist to donate 500 million Franklin and ten sets of new monitoring equipment to Mr. Reese."

After Lake and this Jeanne Benoit exchanged a few words, after the doctor left, Lake shrugged towards Coulson and Natasha: "I forgot to tell you, it seems that this Benoit The doctor once had a marriage relationship with a New York federal bureau chief, luckily I came here, otherwise, you might be put on shoes by that bureau chief when you go back."

Coulson smiled dryly.

After Lake finished speaking, he walked to another bed, stared at Natasha, the sleeping beauty sleeping on the hospital bed, and said: "When I sent her here, she was already in a coma, and the doctor said her features were all normal. The spirit has been traumatized, and the time of waking up is hard to estimate."

talking.

Lake looked up at Natasha, who was staring at Natasha on the bed, and said, "Actually, if you guys don't come today, I'm going to call the FBI and tell you about this."

Coulson smiled dryly again: "Thank you."

Natasha lowered her head and stared at her other self on the hospital bed without saying a word.

at this time.

"Yingning!"

Natasha on the hospital bed twitched her brows slightly, and wrinkled the tip of her nose slightly. After that, she seemed to be waking up.

Soon.

Natasha on the hospital bed slowly opened her eyes.

next second.

"elder brother."

"elder brother?"

"elder brother!"

After half an hour.

Lake had a helpless expression on his face, and his right hand was being dragged by Natasha, who was wearing a hospital gown, with an extremely nervous expression.

Coulson looked at the sky silently.

The orthodox widow sister Natasha stared blankly at another weak version of herself...

What the hell is going on with this meow.

Natasha burst into a foul word in her heart, she didn't know why the other self would call another man brother when she woke up...

Damn Yelena, what the hell did you instill in my clone.

At this moment, Natasha wished she could go straight back to Russia, hang up her younger sister Yelena who had done all this, and beat her hard.

Dr. Jeanne Benoit came in from outside.

Before Natasha and Coulson could speak, Lake, who was being pulled by the sleeve by the weak version of Natasha, said first, "Doctor, what's going on."

Both expressions are exuberant.

Impeccable.

Jenny flipped through the weak version of Natasha's test results and shrugged her shoulders: "It's not clear yet, but patients who have experienced a collision and then become comatose will always have short-term memory overlap and loss after waking up."

The orthodox Natasha said, "What do you mean?"

Jenny glanced at Natasha, and said to Lake, "Mr. Rees, you said before that you rescued her during the earthquake?"

Lake nodded: "Yes, when I rescued her, she passed out after glancing at me."

Jenny nodded thoughtfully, and then said: "If that's the case, it's easy to explain. After all, you are her savior. It's normal to have memory confusion under such a heavy trauma. Maybe, In her memory, the most important thing to her is her brother, and you, Mr. Reese, you just fill that gap."

Lake: "..."

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