The harsh light and the prolonged beeping in the ears.

Jana's head hurts, try to turn off the alarm clock next to her ear.

"The patient opened his eyes!"

"It's unbelievable that she's still alive."

Someone opened her eyelids, and a light shot across her eyeballs.

"Her pupils are responding, and she is still conscious."

"It's unbelievable, she seems to have fallen vertically onto the concrete floor from the 13th floor."

"To pieces."

13 floors?Fall vertically?Are they talking about themselves?

Little by little she began to realize that the annoying beeps were the EKM near her head, and that the foreign object in her nose was the ventilator.

The body didn't have any intuition, but she could see the thick blood stains on the metal objects in the hands of these people every time they raised their hands.

That's right, she wanted to save a suicidal person, but she fell from the 13th floor rooftop.

She seems to have experienced an unusual day?

Is it a dream?

The bright light above the operating table was too long, and she even had hallucinations.It seems that there is a black shadow slantingly reflected on the wall and stretching a little bit. When it stretches to the length of a person, something bursts out of the air...

——It’s not an illusion, it’s something real!

Doctors, nurses, look quickly!

Janna blinked violently and gestured to the ceiling, but no one looked up.

"Patients have a strong sense of survival!"

"We have to work hard!"

... Doctors and nurses are working hard, and she has the opposite effect.

The cap of the black cloak is purer black, and nothing can be seen.

Janna remembered the nightmare when she fell, and she seemed to have seen the same thing.

She tried to raise a forearm as the scythe protruded from the cloak.Not to mention how many bones she broke, the desire to survive makes one omnipotent.

So Janna, who fell from the 13th floor and almost suffered a comminuted fracture all over her body, raised her forearm amidst the strange sound of bones rubbing, and successfully knocked off the metal tray in the nurse's hand...

The speed of swinging the scythe slowed down, and the sound of the electrocardiograph was also dragged out, the nurse who opened her mouth little by little and the scalpel in mid-air.

——Duang!

After the metal tray hit the ground, Janna's consciousness fell back into darkness.

***

Not a metal disc, but the sound of a wooden door closing.

Laura apparently didn't realize that her roommate was such a good sleeper. When she closed the door and turned on the dorm lights after her new club party, her roommate stared at her with wide eyes and lay on his back. posture in bed.

"What do you want to do lying there with your eyes open without the lights on?" Laura spoke loudly with her earphones plugged in.

Jana straightened up and sat cross-legged on the bed, rubbing her eyes: "Just woke up."

Hard-working doctors and operating tables, a nightmare.

Laura clicked her lips and carried her clothes into the bathroom.

It's nine o'clock in the evening, and Janna's stomach is empty since she slept in the afternoon.

She remembered seeing a Subway at the door of the dormitory area when she came, and she was going to try her luck.

"Laura, I'm going out to get something to eat."

Janna didn't expect a response either, so she took her cell phone and went straight out.

Seeing the lights of Subway on from not far away, there is an illusion of being favored by the god of luck.

It was an illusion because it only lasted a second, and she saw an oncoming boy on a bicycle whistling at her, and the bicycle almost brushed past her, in order to avoid the phone slipping from the palm of her hand——

Janna was used to this slow falling process. Before the rear wheel of the bicycle passed her knees, she had already bent down to catch the falling mobile phone.

If it was at a normal speed, she would not be able to rescue her.

Just as he was about to turn around and complain, the front of this mischievous boy's car had been grabbed by someone, and the people in the car fell into the haystack next door.

The person who grabbed the front of the car, Jana, knew the boy who perfectly caught her book in the morning.

No, it should be the boy who used his skills and thought he was perfect and didn't show any flaws to catch her book.

"My God." How did she meet him again.

"I'll just take it as you said thank you." The boy stretched out a hand, "Peter Parker."

"Just call me Janna." Janna shook hands friendly, not forgetting the journey, and pointed behind her, "May I treat you to Subway?"

If there is no topic, then look for resonance from the tip of the tongue.

However, this consensus may be unilateral.

By the time Janna devoured the entire miraculous combination of two slices of bread and lettuce, Parker's one-sided discussions had ranged from fluid mechanics to Lego bricks.

"Do you like superhero Janna?" Parker started a new thread.

Janna wiped her mouth and said honestly, "I like it." Especially when watching the highlights of the movie.

"That's great, me too. Which hero is your favorite!"

When Parker said this, Janna clearly read in his sparkling eyes—Say Spider-Man!Spiderman!

Janna said slowly, "I like the one in the red dress..."

Parker's eyes lit up—me!I!I!

"He's still wearing a mask..."

A word beginning with the letter S was about to come out of Parker's mouth-read it with me, Spider-Man!

"Iron Man." Janna's gasp ended.

Parker: ...not a big problem.

Janna suddenly had a wonderful idea. She picked up the paper that had been used to wrap the bread from the dining table, and crumpled it into a paper ball.

"You know? I actually..." Parker felt that he could still save him.

The paper ball was thrown into the air from Janna's hand, everything was normal, the moment it fell——

"In—" Parker's voice was drawn out.

The paper ball returned to her hand—

"Stark's company is really..." Reply normal insult speed.

Tossed up and down again—

"Xi—" dragged on again.

touch the palm of your hand——

"…yet, so I've met quite a few Avengers." Resume.

Janna held the paper ball and asked with a smile: "Who is there, it must be cool, isn't it?"

"of course!"

Janna tossed the paper ball upwards again, and Parker's voice became: "Iron Man, Captain America, Thor-God, Black Widow-, and Spider-Man, you know-well ?”

Sorry, Janna felt like she was stuttering at Parker.

She stopped what she was doing, "Know what?"

"My favorite is Spider-Man, he is handsome and powerful! What do you think?" Parker showed a wave of real eloquence.

"Well, he is very cool. Although I haven't seen his face, I believe he is also very handsome." Janna agreed and asked, "Have you seen it?"

"Of course! I did an internship there, and he's my friend." Parker lowered his voice when he said this, "But I have to keep it a secret."

Janna smiled and tossed the paper ball again and again.

Every time the ball falls, the waiter in front of the Subway counter will slow down by about ten times.

And Parker continued to boast: "Yes, Spider-Man last time-saved-saved the world with other Avengers."

Janna's smile deepened.

From Janna's smile, Peter Parker felt that he had successfully reassured himself.

"It's really enviable that superheroes have their own abilities."

In order not to arouse suspicion, he decided to perfectly pretend to be a wave of ordinary people.

"Yes, I'm really envious."

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