[Zhongyingmei] Today I also survived

"Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?" Steve asked Ivan who sat back on the hospital bed.

Ivan shook his head: "No."

Steve watched Ivan leaning on the head of the bed, the young man retracted his legs into the quilt, and then covered his body with the quilt.

"Your left arm is currently unconscious, and it may be..." Steve said after a short silence, "The situation is not very good, you... have to be mentally prepared."

Ivan moved his left index finger slightly. He hadn't figured out how to tell Steve that his left arm had fully recovered.So, he quickly restrained his smile, lowered his eyes,

"I guessed it." The young man's voice sounded unusually low.

There was a moment of silence in the ward, Steve glanced at Ivan, he frowned, not knowing how to comfort the young man.

Steve's cell phone rang suddenly, and he glanced at the incoming call notification, it was Tony's call.

"I'll go out and answer the phone." Steve stood up as he spoke, and he planned to take this time to let Ivan calm himself down.

The door of the ward was gently closed. Ivan raised his head and looked in the direction of the door. Steve had already left.

"Dear Mr. Ivan Bird," said Ann, "you know that a lie needs a thousand lies to cover it?"

"I didn't lie," Ivan defended himself blankly, "In fact, I didn't say anything, so I don't count as lying."

"You're just misleading others with your words and expressions," An said casually, "How many days do you think your hand can hide? Your left arm should need to be changed and checked."

As soon as Ann finished speaking, the door of the room was pushed open by a nurse, who was pushing a cart with medical equipment in her hand.

"It's Mr. Bird. You're awake. You just changed your medicine. Dr. Smith has prepared a new medicine for you, which will help your left arm a lot." The nurse pushed the cart to Ivan side of the bed.

"I take back what I said before," Ann looked at the nurse, "You have to reveal your secrets today, you are finished."

Ivan stared at the hand extended by the nurse, and subconsciously shrank back.

"What's wrong?" The nurse looked at Ivan wonderingly, "Don't hide, how can I change your medicine if you hide?"

"Uh..." Ivan looked at the nurse, fine beads of sweat emerged from the tip of his nose, "I don't think there is any need to change the medicine, I think the effect of the current medicine is quite good."

"What are you kidding?" The nurse stretched out her hand and pressed Ivan's shoulder that was about to recede with some dissatisfaction. She reached out and grabbed the young man's left arm wrapped in gauze, "It must be changed, this is the doctor's order , The effect of the medicine this time is much better than last time."

"No, no, no," Ivan twisted his body to avoid the nurse's hand, "I don't think it's necessary—or would you let me change the medicine myself? Do you think it's okay?"

"Your arm is so badly injured, how do you apply the medicine yourself! Don't move around, let me give it to you..."

Ivan desperately avoided the nurse's hand, he had to let the nurse go before Steve came back.

The nurse was probably forced by Ivan's behavior of dodging left and right. She grabbed Ivan's uninjured hand, and Ivan desperately retracted his hand.The nurses exerted too much force, and one of them lost his footing and was about to fall backwards.

Seeing that the nurse was about to fall, Ivan subconsciously leaned forward. He stretched out his left hand close to the nurse and grabbed the nurse firmly, allowing the nurse to stabilize her body.

"Are you okay?" Ivan asked while supporting the nurse.

"I'm fine, thank you, you—" the nurse thanked Ivan, before she finished speaking, her eyes fell on Ivan's hand that was holding her.

Ivan's gaze also fell on his left hand. He was silent for a moment, then raised his head and looked at the shocked nurse.

"If I said that my hand suddenly regained feeling just now," Ivan said, "would you believe it?"

"What do you think?" A voice came from the door of the ward.

Ivan turned his head, and Steve stood at the door and looked at him with no expression on his face.

"You're done," Ann said.

"Also," Steve walked into the room, he signaled the nurse to leave first, and after the nurse left, he continued, "I think you should explain your ability."

Ivan watched the blond man walk up to him step by step. The man had an uncharacteristically cold face.

"Read memory? Great strength?" Steve looked at Ivan's left arm. He reached out and pulled the young man's arm, and untied the bandage on it.

Looking at the intact left arm in front of him, Steve raised his head and looked at Ivan: "Now we need to add a quick recovery ability."

"Stop using the mutant argument," Steve said, "I already know you're not a mutant."

"Oh, it's really over this time." Ann said.

Ivan froze on the bed, looking at Steve, not knowing how to answer those questions for a moment.

"Don't worry," Steve sat on the chair beside the bed, "Think slowly, I'll just sit here and wait for your explanation."

Ivan's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he lowered his head with a flustered look on his face.

"You don't want to tell me?" An tremblingly asked, "No! If you tell them, what if they get us to do experiments?!"

Ann remembered the TV series she had watched at Ivan's house before: "Just like in the TV series, cut me open in the laboratory!! Ivan, you can't tell me! I, I saved your life anyway , I even healed your arm just now!"

"Stop watching messy TV shows," Ivan replied with a headache, "Even if I tell Steve about you, Steve won't do that, so calm down."

"Why don't you make up another lie!" An couldn't choose what to say: "Why don't you say that you are an alien living in seclusion on the earth!"

Ivan: ...

After being silent for a while, Ivan finally raised his head. He pursed his lips and made up his mind.

"I died once before," Ivan said to Steve, "and then I was saved, and after I woke up, I had some superhuman abilities."

Steve raised his head and looked at the young man sitting on the hospital bed. The young man probably emphasized it again because he was afraid that he would not believe it.

"It's true, I didn't lie to you this time." Ivan said.

"Who saved you?" Steve asked.

"..." Ivan was silent for a while, "Can I not say anything?"

Steve looked at Ivan, and the young man showed a somewhat embarrassed expression: "Can I tell you after a while? The person who saved me doesn't want me to say it."

"I want to wait for her to agree," Ivan said, "I will try my best to persuade her, can I wait a little longer?"

From Ivan's words, Steve sensed the young man's defense of the person who saved him. After hearing that the person who saved Ivan was still a woman, he felt an uncomfortable feeling inexplicably.

"Okay," Steve said, "I can give you time, but I don't want you to lie to me."

"I won't." Ivan replied in a low voice, and he looked at Steve.

"We haven't eaten that Chinese food before," Ivan said. "When I am discharged from the hospital, can we still eat it?"

Steve looked at the young man's longing eyes, and the uncomfortable feeling in his heart suddenly disappeared.

"Of course," Steve smiled, and he glanced at the gauze wrapped around Ivan's neck, "Didn't your recovery ability be used for the wound on your neck?"

Ivan touched his neck subconsciously, because there was not much energy left, and in order to maintain his normal life and activities, Ann only treated his left arm.

"Only the left arm was treated," Ivan said, "the energy used for treatment is not enough."

Steve glanced at Ivan's pale lips: "The wound on your neck will stay in the hospital for a while, plus the hands and feet you injured before, this time you must be completely healed before you leave the hospital."

Listening to Steve's words, Ivan's eyelashes trembled a few times.He had hardly heard such a caring tone since he was a child.

The inexplicable numbness that surged up from the bottom of my heart made Ivan's eyes a little hot.

"Steve," said the young man, "thank you."

In the inpatient department building at this time, a male nurse wearing a mask was looking into the ward through the window from one door after another with a medical record.

"Alice, where is my Alice?" the male nurse murmured to himself, as he walked through one ward after another, with deep impatience in his eyes.

"No, no," the nurse said dissatisfied, "This is not it either."

Finally, the male nurse stopped at the door of a ward, and he almost pressed his face against the narrow glass window on the door.

In the ward, Ivan was talking to Steve who was sitting by the bed.

When he saw Ivan on the hospital bed, the male nurse's eyes showed a kind of crazy obsession.When the nurse saw Steve sitting by the bed, he made an extremely impatient sound.

"You can meet those fellows from the Avengers wherever you go," the male nurse, the Mad Hatter, stared fiercely at Steve in the room, and said extremely irritatedly, "It's so annoying."

The Mad Hatter stood outside the ward for a few minutes before leaving the door in a hurry.

"That guy won't stick to my Alice all the time? Then how long will it take me to see my Alice." The Mad Hatter muttered and walked towards the hospital gate.

"Forget it," the Mad Hatter raised his eyebrows suddenly, and he laughed, "It's okay to wait a little longer, anyway, Alice has to recover from her injuries. After recovering from her injuries, Alice can go back to Gotham with me."

"When I get back to Gotham, I must let Jonathan meet him. Jonathan will definitely like Alice."

"By the way, what did Jonathan say to me today? What did the clown guy do? Blow up the Gotham police station?" Meet that madman."