[Iron Man] at one point

"What's the matter with you?" Stark asked Qin Luo vaguely with bread in his mouth.

"I have some news for you." Qin Luo smiled slightly.

"What news?" Stark frowned, "couldn't it be that the Mandarin escaped from prison?"

"No, no, this is a piece of news related to you, related to your here." Qin Luo pointed his finger at Stark's chest, "We found a doctor who is very good, he can help you Take the shrapnel out."

"I don't need it yet." Stark frowned and continued to look at the company's latest report. He had already missed a shareholders' meeting, and shareholders expressed dissatisfaction.

"Tony, this thing is always bad for you. He is your weakness." Qin Luo touched the small ark reactor with his hand.

"No, he's not anymore. Besides, I don't have time for surgery now. You asked me to take care of the company's affairs. Have you forgotten?"

"You can put aside the company's affairs and settle this matter first." Qin Luo was indomitable.

"What if I'm attacked during surgery?"

"I will protect you."

"Very funny joke." Stark twitched the corner of his mouth.

"I can also contact Janet and the others to escort you together, Mr. Coward."

Stark stared at her with some displeasure: "Okay, then let me see the doctor, I have to see if he is reliable."

In fact, Stark himself did not object to this opinion, he just hesitated.This kind of large-scale operation takes a long time and has extremely high requirements on the chief surgeon. He has never had the right time and candidates to complete the operation.Although Qin Luo assured him that Dr. Wu was excellent, he was still a little worried.

"Hello, Dr. Wu." In the consultation room, Stark looked a little cramped.Hope stood beside him, still holding the Mark IV.

"Hello, Mr. Stark, you are here to consult about the shrapnel in your chest, right?" The Asian doctor didn't seem to pay attention to Hope, but looked at him seriously. Serious, with a calm expression, which made Stark feel a little bit fond of him.

"Yes." Stark nodded.

"I heard Miss Potts briefly talk about the shrapnel, but further examination is still needed to confirm your condition. So now I can only give you a general introduction based on the similar operations I have done before," Dr. Wu said. He said unhurriedly, "I know, what you are most concerned about is the operation risk, time and recovery period."

"Of course." Stark put his hands on the table and tapped the beat.

"I can tell you this, the worst case is about the same as you are now," Dr. Wu said with a rare smile, "I can't be sure about the operation time, it depends on the amount of shrapnel, and the recovery period is the same. Individual physiques are different, but one to two months of recuperation should be necessary."

Walking out of the hospital, Stark went straight to the company.

"You are here," Qin Luo, who was processing the documents, saw Stark and smiled slightly, "How is the consultation?"

"I don't have that much time." Stark sat across from her, crossing his hands, "Let alone a month or two, it's impossible to rest for a week."

"As long as you don't go out to fight, don't soak in the basement at any time, it's considered rest." Qin Luo raised his eyebrows.

"Sorry, I can't do either of those things."

"You can do it, with the help of your friends." Qin Luo took out his mobile phone and showed it to Stark.

"Let Stark focus on surgery, I will stay in New York for a while." The text message was signed by Thor.

"Tell him to get the surgery done first, Hank and I won't let the villains get away with it." The text was from Janet.

"You told them I was going to have surgery without consulting me?" Stark was annoyed.

"Yes, because you must have this operation." Qin Luo also put away his smile and stared at Stark, "Dr. Wu just came here to communicate for a while, and he will return to China soon. , you're going to face more villains in the future, even with the reactor, the shrapnel is still a risk factor, Stark, take them out, I beg you."

"Let me think about it," Stark looked at Qin Luo and suddenly laughed, "Why do you care more about this than me?"

"Because I love you." Qin Luo sighed.

"But I still can't forgive you for leaking my affairs to Thor and the others," Stark frowned, "There will be no next time, Miss Potts."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Stark." If you don't, you won't feel relieved.Qin Luo rolled his eyes in his heart.

"Why are you all here?" Stark stared at Janet and Thor, as if he had eaten a fly.

"We're here to cheer you on." Janet was still holding a basket of flowers, "I wish you a smooth operation."

"Come on, Stark." Thor patted him on the shoulder.

"Potts—" Stark turned to look at Qin Luo.

"I didn't say that," Qin Luo shrugged, "They stay here every day."

Stark curled his lips, feeling really uncomfortable being surrounded by people as weak people, but he can still understand the painstaking efforts of these people, just as Hope is now standing around them with more than a dozen bodyguards.

"Mr. Stark, your operation is about to begin." A beautiful doctor walked in, followed by several nurses.

"Okay, then I'll go in first." Stark said goodbye to everyone and entered the operating room.

It seemed like a long, long dream.

When he woke up, Stark found himself lying on the hospital bed with gauze wrapped around his chest. He touched it with his hand, and the reactor was gone.Qin Luo sat beside him, staring intently at the laptop on his lap.

As if sensing Stark's gaze, Qin Luo raised her head, took his hand and said, "Welcome to the world, the operation was a success." Then, she rang the bedside bell.

"Was I not in the world before?"

"At the borderline between hell and the world," Qin Luo shrugged, "but now you are free."

"It suddenly occurred to me that you encouraged me to undergo surgery because you just didn't want to help me change the reactor," Stark complained jokingly, "I see through your intentions, don't I?"

"No, I'm happy to help you change the reactor," Qin Luo thought for a while, and added, "Although those electrolytes are really disgusting."

"Mr. Stark, you're awake." Dr. Wu walked in.

"Yes, Dr. Wu, thank you." Stark said sincerely.

"You're welcome, I still have a few things I want to tell you about the recovery period after surgery," Dr. Wu paused, "Bed rest is best, of course, I know it may be difficult for you... ...."

Doctor Wu talked a lot, but Stark didn't listen carefully. He didn't smile until the doctor finished speaking, "Do you still want to give me a box of Scar Removing Spirit so that I can apply it on time every day?"

"I'm sorry..." Qin Luo mouthed to Dr. Wu.

"It's okay," Dr. Wu shook his head, "If you need to remove scarling, I can indeed prescribe you a few boxes, remember to apply it on time every day."

"You are restricting my personal freedom." Stark dissatisfied, Qin Luo did not allow him to go to the basement, nor allowed him to go out.

"The doctor said that you need to rest," Qin Luo sighed, "Why don't you go to Luo Island to live for a while?"

"Not interested," Stark curled his lips. "Come on, my dear, this is just a minor operation, don't make such a fuss, I think I'm fine."

"Just one month." Qin Luo said suddenly.

"Three days."

"Half a month."

"Five days."

"Two weeks."

"One week."

"Two weeks is the limit."

"Honey, the script is not like this, you should continue to bid." Stark winked.

"No, dear, two weeks, that's it. For these two weeks, you can stay at home or Luo Island. You can choose one and rest." Qin Luo made a decision regardless of Stark's protest.

When Qin Luo came home, Stark was neither in the living room nor in the bedroom.She walked into the basement resignedly, and sure enough, Stark was studying something.

"Hello." Seeing Qin Luo, Stark didn't have any feeling of being caught doing something wrong.

"The doctor said..."

"That's what the doctor said, I think I'm fine."

"So everything you said today was lying to me."

"It's very interesting to play with you." Stark smiled triumphantly.

For the sake of being a patient, don't do anything.

Qin Luo took a deep breath: "Why don't you choose to study oriental magic? Aren't you very interested?"

"Didn't you say that the information I read is useless?" Stark asked back.

"Those are written materials. Although it takes a lot of brainpower, you can read them lying down." Qin Luo said bluntly.

"Okay, I will consider your suggestion." Stark reluctantly agreed.

"Do you have any opinions on the acquisition of Cook Island?" Qin Luo sat at the breakfast table and handed the juice to Stark.

"I have no opinion, just do as you want," Stark said suddenly, "I'm thinking about going to China."

"Study oriental magic?" Qin Luo stopped feeding the spoon into his mouth and asked with raised eyebrows.

"Yes, you will always understand faster when you go to the local area." Stark took a sip of juice and frowned, "When can I drink coffee?"

"After your injury is healed, allow me to remind you, sir, China's airspace is not open to you, you can't fly directly there, or you will be shot down."

"So the visa issue is up to you, almighty Miss Potts." Stark showed a warm smile.

Qin Luo drank the remaining oatmeal in the bowl in one breath, wiped his mouth gracefully and said, "How about the Stark Industries China delegation?"

"Good idea, but what are we going to investigate?" Stark blinked.

"Whether mainland China is suitable for Stark Industries to inject capital," Qin Luo stood up, "It won't happen soon, so don't think about leaving the day after tomorrow."

"I thought we were leaving tomorrow."

"Mr. Iron Man, first of all, you still need to continue to recover from your injuries. Second, if you were the Chinese government, would you easily let an American superhero come to inspect your territory?" Qin Luo sneered.