The bat's family Wayne [Comprehensive British and American]

The interior of the mechanical armor is so temptingly open, Tony's invitation is so swaying... Brucey is about to nod.

No, no.

He snapped back to his senses.

"I still have luggage in the room," he said. "Besides, I've already paid for the room today."

As he spoke, he glanced hesitantly at the armor in an inviting gesture, and then glanced again.

Bruce pursed his lips, unwilling to reveal his vacillation - he had just left Wayne Manor, and even if he really wanted to make friends with Stark, it should be after he had found a source of livelihood.

There's no need for him to follow Stark at this time, it's as if he's living under the fence for no reason.

Although... Stark probably wouldn't care about this.

"Thank you for your concern, Tony."

Tony lay on the couch and sighed loudly.

Wayne's counterpart is just as difficult to deal with as Bruce.Surely he shouldn't think of Bruce as a completely emotional creature.

If it is a real emotional creature, after such an invitation, it would probably have been eager to get into the armor and come to New York-this is the invitation word jointly created by Batman and Iron Man!It is completely aimed at Brucey's current cognitive and psychological state, hooking one-on-one!

The nature of human beings does not change.

As a peer, Brucey's personality is indeed more pure and impulsive than Batman's dark lacquer, but this does not change the fact that he and Bruce actually come from the same source.

Tony sighed, pressing the bandage on his stomach.

Forget it...who told him to owe that guy Batman his life?

Thinking of how he inexplicably owed Batman more and more favors after he met Batman, Tony couldn't figure out why things turned out like this.

——If there is a next life, he must stay far away from Batman.

The open chest of the armor closed: "Anyway, at least I want to make sure that you have a safe life now." Tony skillfully retreated to advance.

"What are your plans now?"

Tony didn't insist.

Bruce let out a sigh of relief.

Apart from the misunderstanding of 'Tony likes Bruce', Tony's charisma is really heart-wrenching.

Brucey doesn't want to accept Tony's kind help when he can support it, but he does want to befriend Iron Man.

—Who wouldn't?

"I'm studying for my medical license."

The humanoid armor turned its head slightly to the side to listen, and the walking posture was the same as Tony himself.

If he hadn't seen the empty interior of the armor just now, Bruce would never have thought that Tony was actually far away in New York.

"Medical license?" Tony said with a smile, "It's not easy to take the test, how sure are you?"

He doesn't seem to be questioning the origins of Bruce's knowledge.

Brucey has logically concealed the fact that he is not a clone.

"Eight or ninety percent." He said casually.

Tony raises his eyebrows—that's not what the look on Brucey's face says.

If you just look at his expression, at least you have to feel that the other party has 100% certainty.

Tony thought so, so he said it naturally.

"I reviewed well." Brucey didn't intend to be modest, as he acquiesced to Tony's doubts.

There is an essential difference between a truly experienced doctor and a medical student.Brucey had officially started diagnosing and treating patients in his own world a long time ago, and now he just went back and took the theory exam, and he didn't think there would be any possibility of failing the exam.

"Oh, you are very confident." Armor turned his head to look at him, walked a few steps quickly, and stopped in front of Brucey.

The huge steel armor blocked the way, and Bruce stopped.

"What's wrong?" he wondered.

"Theoretical knowledge is very simple, how about you practice it?" The blue light at the eye position of the armor flickered, as if blinking and thinking.

"Which aspect are you referring to?"

"Hmm..." Tony pondered, "Trauma treatment?"

"I surpassed at least 80.00% of my peers in this respect." Bruce said directly.

He wasn't going to tell Tony directly that he was from another world, but he wouldn't just lie to the friends he recognized.

There is really no need to cover up something that can be seen with just one surgical operation.

"Wow." Tony said politely.

He doesn't know much about medical treatment, and if he does, it's currently limited to those problems that have occurred in his body.

20.00% at the top of the pyramid - sounds like a good deal indeed.However, as No.1 who has always been at the forefront of the industry, this level is far from enough in front of Tony.

Of course, 20.00% is indeed not bad.

"And what do you know about palladium poisoning?"

"Palladium poisoning?" Bruce opened his eyes wide. "Is there really such a case in clinical practice? Who would inject a large amount of palladium compound intravenously?"

"..."

Bruce's eyes fell on the power reactor on the chest of the steel armor.

He reacted slightly embarrassed: "Sorry."

"It's nothing."

If it weren't for my special situation, palladium poisoning would theoretically be impossible—the stability of palladium metal is too strong, and it is impossible for people to absorb poisonous amounts of palladium through the digestive system.

And, as Bruce said, who would be so stupid as to inject large amounts of palladium intravenously?

No matter how dizzy the doctor is, he would not do this.

"I'm short of a personal doctor, do you think you can do it?" Tony asked him.

Private Doctors?

This was the second time he had heard such an invitation today.

Of course, Brucey didn't feel that he was incompetent—not to mention anything else, he had already been trained to be quite experienced in the aspect of trauma dressing.As it happens, what superheroes need most is a doctor who specializes in trauma.

"Let me remind you," Bruce said, "I'm not licensed to practice medicine, and I shouldn't be your choice."

"That's good!" Tony said. "If I go and hire a doctor of record, everyone will know that something is wrong with Stark's body."

"I promise you, honey—"

Brucey couldn't see Tony's expression, but the proud preaching appearance of the richest man in New York with his moustache was so vivid, it seemed that he could imagine the other person's current appearance just by his voice.

"If everyone suspects that you have something wrong with your body, and you can't tell them the truth... This is definitely an embarrassment that no man wants to face."

"You are my first choice."

Brucey recalled repeatedly, and didn't want to understand why he talked to Tony at that time.

Obviously they were talking through the air through the armor, but New York Sweetheart didn't stand in front of him and blink those big eyes that people couldn't refuse...

Obviously there is nothing that can confuse people's hearts, how could he just throw away all the previous plans by accident and be brought to New York by the armor?

Bruce still can't figure it out.

"Bruci~" Tony called him again.

The appearance of the richest man in New York slumping on the sofa and drinking Coke is inexplicably cute - at least he didn't go to the laboratory to forge iron regardless of his injury, nor did he lie on the workbench and forget to eat and sleep so much that he even forgot the time to change the medicine.

...not to mention flying out to save people without putting on steel armor.

No, he wasn't saying it was wrong to save someone, but Tony should have thought about his injuries, too.

——The wound was a little deeper, and it could even directly disembowel Tony!

That is to say, Iron Man does not exercise vigorously every day like Batman, which makes Brucey's rationality belonging to a doctor persist on the verge of crumbling until now.

Brucey had lost all good temper with Tony.

He walked over: "what's the matter?"

Tony blinked, and obediently put his hands on the bandage on his abdomen: "It's nothing, I just want to call you."

"How is your study going?"

"If you can call me twice less when you are recuperating, I think I will be more confident."

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"But don't you already have 100% certainty of passing?"

—Then why do you ask? !

A vein twitched on Bruce's forehead.

Everyone knows Tony Stark is a nuisance and not easy to get along with.

However, those who have not had a deep relationship with Tony Stark will never know how much this annoying person can hate...

Brucey can now finally understand why Pepper is always so mad at Tony.

"Tony, are you really this bored?" he asked as calmly as possible.

"That's right," Tony felt really wronged, "I've already conceived three sets of armor models."

"You know they're going back and forth in my head and I'm forced to rest on the couch - it's like being strapped to a chair by beautiful girls while they're stripping in front of me," he said. Poorly, "You can't be so cruel."

cruel?

Bruce was about to laugh at him.

"I'm sorry," he said, "it wasn't me who nearly opened the wound yesterday."

"I was the one who spent almost an hour helping you with the wound from scratch."

"Why can't you do something else? Like study?" Bruce asked. "I guess superheroes sometimes need to master other skills too? Like learning to heal their own wounds?"

"I thought it would be useful."

"Study?" Tony refused, "Oh no! As long as my armor is strong enough, why should I consider getting injured?"

"Sounds like you'd be better suited to be the personal doctor of the bat in Gotham," he said, "I guarantee he's exactly what you'd expect—a new skill to learn every day, a schedule that goes from the beginning to the end of the year... I even suspect that he has even thought of a way to deal with the sudden impatience during the night watch."

"..."

Brucey choked, for a moment he didn't know which point to attack first.

He couldn't help but think about what Tony said...

No, better leave it.

Tony didn't notice Brucey's mental activity.

"Are you interested in Batman?" He grabbed the sofa and sat up, looking at Brucey curiously, "I mean... after all, you're also from Gotham?" It was his peers' who swallowed it.

Fortunately, fortunately, Tony rejoiced.Brucey didn't know Bruce was Batman yet.

I can't just burst out the bat's vest in a flash.

"Batman?"

—Tony didn't know Bruce was Batman yet, Bruce thought.Be careful not to give Bruce away...

He said casually, "I haven't seen it before, I heard that he is usually quite withdrawn?"

"Then you have a chance to meet him this time." Tony raised his mustache and smiled, "Batman will be here this afternoon, just so you can help to receive him."

Four eyes facing each other.

The atmosphere suddenly became strangely quiet.

The author has something to say: Nini: Brucey doesn’t know—in fact, I know he is Bruce’s counterpart, and I don’t know that I know Bruce is Batman. I have to be careful not to say anything...

Bruce: Tony doesn't know that Bruce is Batman, and that I'm not actually a clone, and I'm not Bruce's lover...

Me: Ban nesting dolls! ! !

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Lingchen 1;

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