[Zhongyingmei] Treatment is for protection!

"Wei Lin, don't move!"

Seeing that Wei Lin still had to move his legs, Tony's heart hung in his throat.

With a stride over, Tony ignored Wei Lin's wishes, and still held Wei Lin up with his buttocks like a child.

Wei Lin's neck turned red with annoyance, and stared at Tony.

"Don't move! Didn't you mean it hurts? It doesn't hurt anymore?"

There was more anger in Tony's voice.

Wei Lin was forced by the pain in his back that didn't stop, but got worse and worse, so he gave up struggling, a behavior that would definitely save face and suffer. Besides, he probably couldn't struggle.

Tony didn't dare to touch Wei Lin's arm, and supported him so that he could lean against him. He thought it was too bumpy to walk over, fearing that it would hurt him again, so Tony flew over cautiously, and then with the help of doctors and nurses, pushed Wei Lin into his body. In the ambulance.

"You go to the hospital to treat the wound, and we will see you after the mission is over."

Tony said to the doctor: "Take care of him, and the bill will be passed directly to Stark's financial department."

He glanced at Wei Lin who was obediently lying on the medical stretcher. Although he was worried, he still flew out of the ambulance. He stopped in the air halfway and turned to look at the helicopter flying above the ambulance. The worry in his heart eased a little, and then he didn't hesitate to speed up and fly to his teammates.

Charles wanted to contact Wei Lin, but Wei Lin was able to block his brainwaves, so his ability was useless at all, so he chose to make a phone call in desperation.

Seven answered the phone after asking about Wei Lin, and then transferred it to the artificial intelligence Cynthia that Tony gave Wei Lin's suit, and Cynthia connected to the communication device in the mask.

"How are you, Wei Lin?"

"I'm fine, I'm in the ambulance now, don't worry, the injury is not serious."

Wei Lin said in a steady voice.

He was lying on the stretcher, and the doctor behind him who was treating his injuries glanced at Wei Lin and said nothing. Although he hadn't taken off his battle suit yet, judging from the amount of bleeding that the stretcher was soaked in blood after lying on the stretcher for a while, Wei Lin The injury will definitely not be light.

Charles, who managed to capture the thinking of the doctor beside Wei Lin, paused, and said in a more gentle voice: "That's good, you have a good rest, and I will see you after these things are over."

But at the same time, Charles raised his eyes, activated his ability, and eliminated the remaining dozens of hydra at once.

Tony looked back at the business center and found that his teammates had finished their work.

Tony stood at the door with his arms folded to meet them, and then he saw that they all looked sad, and the Flash kid's eyes were red as if he had cried.

"What happened to you?"

"Something happened to Wei Lin, I saw him..."

Saying this, Bucky's face became even more painful.

"puff……"

A slight suffocated laughter sounded.

Bucky looked at Tony, the curve of his already tight lips became more and more drooping, and a pair of deer-like eyes looked straight at Tony.

Tony took a step back impatiently.

Bucky thought it was a serious expression and condemning eyes, but in Tony's eyes, there was only - grievance!Wronged!Wronged!It's really fun for a tall man to show such a coquettish expression.

"Wei Lin is fine, but he was injured. Tony has sent him to the ambulance, and he should still be on his way now."

Falcon understood why they had this expression, probably because he didn't see the follow-up, thinking that Wei Lin was killed by the previous shell, he hurriedly told the truth.

"Wei Lin, is he alright?"

Kurt asked in an effort to sound less excited.

Falcon glanced at the blue tail that was about to shake out behind him, and felt a little dizzy after looking at it for a while.

"Probably not, but the injury seems a bit serious."

"where is he?"

The Blue Devil flicked his tail even more wildly, almost covering the face of Hawkeye beside him.

Tony looked at him, they still had to continue working, but Kurt was a foreign aid, so he could visit Wei Lin.

Thinking of this, Tony simply showed him the location, knowing the location was enough for Kurt to teleport over there immediately. After a light snap, his figure had disappeared, leaving only a little blue mist on the spot .

Another gust of wind blew past them, and when they looked aside, the Flash was gone.

"We'll go see him after we finish escorting these Hydras."

Steve's face was no longer gloomy, his blue eyes were bent, and he proposed with a smile.

"of course."

Tony nodded, then flew backwards, flipped his body handsomely in the air, and then landed on the roof of the escort vehicle. Among the heavily armed security personnel, he looked around and was ready to suppress the enemy with fire at any time.

The falcon equipment was not carried by Tony, so he flew in the air to be on guard.The Avengers are also in charge of their own plate according to what they are good at.

Charles and Wei Lin continued to maintain their abilities while chatting on the phone. Although all the snakes in the business center were caught, there were still fish that slipped through the net in other places. He found a few more from these security personnel.

When I was talking to Wei Lin, I also mentioned it by the way.

After Wei Lin heard about Hydra's ability to penetrate, he was also amazed. Don't call it Hydra, it doesn't match their aggressive style, so change the name to Nine-Headed Eel.

And like the captain and the others, there was more than one person who thought Wei Lin was dead.

One of the clearest live videos on the Internet was fixed directly on the window by someone in the office building. Even when the shells flew over, the picture was still as stable as an old dog.

The audience only saw the mutant boy who they were black some time ago used his body to block the shells and protect the people behind him.

Afterwards, the image of an angel falling with broken wings was beautiful and tear-jerking, and many people became idiots crying at the screen.

Some people who followed the trend and scolded Wei Lin quickly deleted the comments and apologized, and then @官方 asked if Wei Lin was safe, but the official did not reply.

Afterwards, netizens spontaneously prayed for Wei Lin's safety.

Harry and the others also called Wei Lin halfway to inquire, and Seven answered at the same time, and Wei Lin reported them that they were safe.

Wei Lin also watched the video on the Internet, and found that the filming of him was really good, especially the scene where he was suspected of dying at the end, which was like the special effects of a movie. Of course, this is much more realistic than the special effects.

No wonder a group of people called angels in the comments below.

But Wei Lin doesn't believe in God, and he doesn't want to be an angel, so he definitely wouldn't like to be given the stage name of an angel.

Just thinking about what stage name to choose, Seven reminded him that Bruce should call.

Wei Lin subconsciously raised his head to look at the phone, making a big movement, and was glared at by the doctor with a black face.

"Wei Lin." The magnetic, deep and sexy voice made Wei Lin even forget the pain in his back.

The mask Tony made for him was of course the best material, and the sound quality of the earphones was also very high, so it sounded like Bruce was calling his name in his ear.

"Bruce, the task is over. I'm fine. The videos on the Internet are incomplete. Don't believe it."

"Are you going to tell me that you took a hard hit from a new weapon and you're fine?"

"I did get hurt a little bit, but I'm fine. I'll be fine in two days."

Wei Lin said very sincerely.

"Really?" Bruce's voice rose slightly.

Wei Lin could imagine the other party's brows raised.

"Uh-huh."

Wei Lin quickly confirmed.

"That's good, I'll let Batman go and see you."

"Um... huh?"

Wei Lin stared his peach blossom eyes into cat eyes, Batman is coming?Isn't it... Is Bruce coming?

In a hotel in Queens.

Quentin and the others who rushed to New York in a hurry had already met, but Wei Lin was not something they could meet whenever they wanted, and the media couldn't find anyone, let alone them.

The enthusiasm of several people was instantly poured cold water.

They comforted themselves that it was all right, it was okay not to see each other, and they were happy knowing that Wei Lin was doing well.

Then Wei Lin was hacked...

More than 20 people who originally wanted to leave did not leave.

After finally waiting for the Internet to calm down a bit... Wei Lin gave up his life to block the shells.

In a certain room of the hotel, a group of people sat or stood in low pressure, and no one spoke.

"Those idiots obviously have the opportunity to leave quickly, but they insist on causing trouble to others... Just blow them all to death."

Pavel said softly with red eyes, his voice was soft, but his expression was full of seriousness. It was not just a complaint, but that he really wanted to do this. He wiped away his tears and pondered over the plan with dark eyes.

"Yes, Wei Lin is so good, these people are not worth his life to protect..."

A pale girl said in a trembling voice, she folded her arms, her nails almost dug into the flesh, her eyes were full of anger and hatred.

Several people raised their heads upon hearing this, the light in their eyes flickering.

The room is getting more and more oppressive, most people are lowering their heads, and their expressions are different in places where the sun can't shine.

"Tsk, Wei Lin protects them with his life, and you kill them with your backhand. Does Wei Lin have a grudge against you?"

Morrie raised his head gloomyly, with a mocking expression, and his hoarse voice broke the dangerous atmosphere floating in the air at the moment.

Quentin turned his head to look at him. Something must have happened to Morrie and Chris. Morrie now is completely different from the person who was still silent and peaceful even though he was tortured.

"Those people don't move, what about those scolding people on the Internet? I know some hack|hacking techniques, and I can find their location."

Another boy who looked at the young man said seriously.

Quentin bit his nails until the atmosphere in the room was getting worse.

"Who doesn't want to kill those people? Living is a waste of resources. But if we do this...we are not worth Wei Lin's life to save."

"...Then what should we do? Can we just watch like this? There are still people talking weirdly among those scumbags on the Internet!"

Hearing Quentin's words, the people in the room calmed down, but they were still aggrieved.

"We, we can tell them how good Wei Lin is. We contacted the police who dealt with these things before and let them prove..."

East said in a low voice, the more he said, the brighter his eyes became.

"We took a video and posted it online so that although we couldn't see Wei Lin, if Wei Lin was fine, he would be able to see us. We told him that we are doing well now..."

Others looked up one after another.

"What do you think?"

Quentin stroked East's hair, and looked at the others with bright eyes.

"……I agree."

Morrie was silent for a moment, and was the first to express.

Then this time it seemed that some valve had been opened, and everyone in the room agreed.

In the end, only the young man who said at the beginning to 'blow up those people' remained.

"I won't show up..."

Pavel was silent for a long time, his fingers trembling slightly, he put a cigarette in his mouth and bit it, but he didn't light it.

Looking at his silent companion, Pavel put his hands in his pockets.

"If I go there, maybe I will bring trouble to Wei Lin in the future, and he will probably be sad."

"You want to kill someone?" Morrie looked up gloomily.

"Maybe, this world is so fucked up, boring and dark, I don't know how long I can last."

"Can't you cure yourself if you are sick?"

Morrie's voice was hoarse, but almost pleading.

"……I try my best."

Pavel looked at Mori.

"I'm just saying that it's possible in the future. If it's not a last resort, it's better to live a good life."

Pavel paused, and then said: "But I still won't go to this video, I just leave a message."

After speaking, he opened the door and left without looking back.

"I also……"

"I……"

……

Later, four more people left, and the remaining people were not as happy as they thought of a solution before. They just gathered together sadly, and then started talking about their lives and expectations for the future one by one like a tea party.

The atmosphere warmed up in stories one by one, and they slowly sorted out their moods.

Everyone has their own way to go. They can't decide which direction others will go, but they can stick to their own.