Princess Disease

Without thinking about it, Isabella turned around and ran downstairs, leaving the confused Tony, Louise, and Clark in the dining room.

"Bella? Honey? Sweetheart? What happened?" Tony stood up and chased after two steps, but failed to catch up, and stood at the door with his hips akimbo: "Jarvis, what's going on!"

These one by one, let people have a good meal!

"Sir, the call Miss received was from Ms. Romanoff," Jarvis replied quickly, sounding a little urgent: "Mr. Parker's uncle was robbed on his way home and was beaten by the robbers." He was shot once, and he is in the hospital now, and the situation is not very good."

"What?" Tony was taken aback.

"Mr. Stark," Louise stood up, "If you have something to do, go ahead and leave me and Clark alone."

Tony looked a little irritable, of course he couldn't leave Louise and Clark alone, but Peter's side was obviously more serious...

"It's too late, and there's no car now. I don't know what time it will be until I return to the metropolis. How about you stay in New York for one night, and I'll send you back tomorrow. As for the interview, we will make another appointment." Tony looked at Louise: "How is it?"

Louise thought for a while, but did not refuse: "Okay, then trouble Mr. Stark."

Tony waved his hand: "It's okay."

The [-]th floor and above of the Stark Tower are recreational and residential areas, and there are empty houses everywhere. Tony asked Louise and Clark to choose the location they like. If you have any requirements, just ask Jarvis, Jarvis will try to satisfy.

After arranging the two, Tony said goodbye in a hurry and left.

Clark watched the numbers on the elevator display keep jumping down, and said with a strange expression: "Mr. Stark is really relieved."

"What are you worried about?" Louise came to the floor-to-ceiling window with a glass of wine in her hand, and smiled half-truthfully, "I'm a well-known reporter anyway, right?"

The Planet Daily is one of the top ten newspapers in the United States in terms of sales volume, and its reputation is very guaranteed.

"Besides, this is Stark's home..." Louise toasted Clark: "Of course he will be on guard."

"Ms. Lane, Mr. Kent, hello, I'm Jarvis," Jarvis' voice suddenly sounded: "The smart butler of Stark Tower, may I help you?"

Louise was taken aback, but she quickly calmed down: "Not yet, thank you."

"Okay," Jarvis said politely, "anytime you call me, I'm online."

After Jarvis shuts up, Lois makes a "look" gesture to Clark.

Isabella rushed into the underground garage like a gust of wind, alarming the horizontal cannon who was watching the drama online.

"Bella?" Hengpao asked strangely, "Are you here to play with me?"

"I want to ask you for a favor," Isabella said out of breath, holding the door frame with one hand and covering her stomach with the other, "I have a friend who has an accident at home. He is in the hospital now. Can you take me to the hospital?" Is it? I haven't got my driver's license yet."

"No problem." Horizontal Pao excitedly honked the horn twice, and drove in front of Isabella with a beautiful tail flick: "Little beauty, come on, show me the way."

The performance of Transformers is not comparable to any sports car on the earth. Cross Cannon almost drove the Lamborghini disguised as a rocket at the speed of a rocket. Coupled with Isabella's silent wish in her heart, along the way They didn't even encounter a red light or a traffic jam, and the 10-minute drive was cut in half, and they arrived at the entrance of the hospital smoothly.

"Stay here, don't go with strangers." Isabella patted the hood of the side cannon: "I will come out and fetch you."

"Oh, don't worry, I'm not a child anymore," Hengpao muttered, "You go, I'll continue watching TV dramas."

"Don't talk!" Isabella added: "The cars on our earth can't talk."

"I know, I know!"

When Isabella ran to the corridor where the emergency room was located, the operating lights had just been turned off, and the door opened with a creak. The doctor came out, slowly took off the mask, and shook his head at the expectant Aunt May and Peter with a heavy expression.

Aunt Mei was stunned for a moment. She leaned back and almost fell to the ground, but Natasha quickly saved her.

Peter was also dumbfounded. He stared blankly at the doctor, unable to believe that what he heard was the truth.

"No...I don't believe it," Peter rushed up and grabbed the doctor's shoulders and pushed him against the wall: "I don't believe it! You are lying!"

"Peter Parker!" Natasha yelled, trying to go up and pull the two of them apart, but she was still holding Aunt May and couldn't move her hands away for a while.

Isabella was startled by Natasha's voice, and she hurried over to grab Peter and drag him back.

"I'm sorry, doctor," Isabella cast a helpless look at the doctor, "Why don't you go first?"

The doctor has come and gone on the operating table for many years, he is used to seeing life and death, and he fully understands Peter's actions. He sighed and wanted to comfort the family of the deceased, but no matter what he said, it seemed too pale in the face of death, so in the end he only said He said a dry condolences.

Peter didn't hear it at all, or he didn't care at all. After being pulled away by Isabella, he stood there in a daze for a while, then turned around and rushed into the operating room.

The strength that Peter erupted in an instant was too great, and Isabella almost missed him. In desperation, she had to stretch out her arms and hugged Peter's waist tightly, and secretly borrowed the help of ether particles, and finally dragged Peter Returning to the waiting seat, he pressed his shoulders and forced him to sit down.

"Peter! Don't do this!" Isabella looked back at Aunt May who was almost crying in Natasha's arms, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and whispered, "Peter..."

"It's my fault," Peter interrupted Isabella's words, he raised his head suddenly, staring at a pair of red eyes, the corners of which were filled with tears: "It's my fault."

"No," Isabella shook her head. She bent down and looked at Peter at eye level, holding his shoulder tightly with one hand: "It's not your fault."

"It's my fault, you don't understand, Bella," Peter's voice was hoarse and sour: "That thief, I had a chance to catch him, but I let him go..."

Isabella froze slightly.

Peter covered his face with his hands, and the shaking of his shoulders gradually increased. He gritted his teeth and endured for a few seconds, and finally broke down completely. He put his arms around Isabella's waist, put his head on her chest, and loudly began to cry.

Isabella didn't speak, she patted Peter on the back lightly, didn't ask anything, just quietly stayed with him in this suffocating corridor.

I don't know how long it took, but the sound of Tony's hasty footsteps broke the tranquility of the surroundings. Isabella raised her head blankly and looked at her father. Only then did she realize that only she and Peter were left in the corridor. Personally, Natasha and Aunt May have gone nowhere.

"Where's Natasha?" Isabella asked Tony, "And Aunt May."

"Painted out," Tony replied in a low voice. He lightly touched the top of Isabella's head: "Ms. Romanov took her to the ward to rest."

"What happened to Aunt May?!" Peter suddenly "resurrected", and he suddenly raised his head to stare at Tony: "What's wrong with Aunt May—"

"It's okay, I'm too tired and fell asleep." Tony pressed Peter's shoulder and patted it hard: "Have you cried enough? Come with me when you cry enough."

Isabella grabbed Tony's clothes in disapproval: "Dad!"

"Bella," Tony looked at his daughter seriously, "he's not young anymore, a man has to be strong, and he has to work hard to support the family—you can't let your aunt May take care of all this, can you? Your uncle will rest assured ?"

When he said the last two sentences, Tony turned his gaze to Peter.

Peter looked at Tony in silence for a while, raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corner of his eyes, and said slowly: "Mr. Stark, you are right."

"I have to take care of Aunt May," Peter lowered his head, "I can't...I'm fine."

Tony took Peter to communicate with the hospital, the police, etc., and Isabella followed them around for a while, and finally went to the ward where Aunt May was in silently.

Natasha was sitting on a chair peeling apples. When she saw Isabella coming, she waved her hand and greeted her: "Sweetheart, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Isabella dragged the chair to Natasha and sat down next to her: "I'm just a little sad."

Still a little scared.

Death has always been a relatively distant thing for Isabella. After all, her life before this was not smooth sailing, but generally speaking, it was still very safe. The most terrifying experience was being kidnapped when she was a child, and the kidnapper opened fire on Tony. A sky-high ransom of [-] million was offered, and Tony agreed without hesitation. Then, regardless of the obstruction of Howard, the New York Police, SHIELD, and the FBI and other organizations, he insisted on raising funds to redeem his daughter, and then...

Deadpool passed by the kidnapper's lair unknowingly. Seeing Isabella, a beautiful and lovely girl, tied up in a corner pitifully, he rarely picked up his broken conscience, and put the kidnapper away. After a severe beating, he was tied to the gate of the New York Police Department, turned around and walked away, hiding his merit and fame.

It was this time that Isabella got to know Deadpool.

Afterwards, Deadpool even sneaked into Isabella's house to see her. There was no Stark Tower at that time, and Jarvis was not a smart housekeeper, so no one else found out about Isabella's death except for Isabella herself. Waiter has been here.

"Sad?" Natasha cut the peeled apple in half, inserted a small toothpick, and handed it to Isabella: "Do you know Peter's uncle?"

Isabella nodded: "He is a very good person...Dad and grandpa were very busy for a while in elementary school, and they didn't want to hire a babysitter. No one at home took care of me. After school, I followed Peter home , go to their home to do homework."

Harry would sometimes go with him, and the three children huddled in a small bedroom, reading with gusto with a storybook in their hands.

"To Peter, Uncle Ben is like his father," Isabella whispered, "I really don't know him..."

How to get over this hurdle.

In Peter's cognition, he had a chance to avoid Uncle Ben's death, as long as he could catch the robber and prevent him from committing murder.

However, there is no if, Uncle Ben is gone, and Peter will never have a chance to make up for his "mistake". If he can't get out, this matter will forever be stuck in his heart like a thorn, and it will be buried deeper and deeper.

Isabella sighed: "Oh..."

Isabella and Natasha stayed with Aunt May who was unconscious in the hospital all night. When the sky dawned, Isabella, who was sleepy like a panda, tilted her head and leaned on Natasha's shoulder. Fell asleep.

There was a slight knock at the door of the ward, and Peter walked in with heavy steps.

"Ms. Romanoff," said Peter hoarsely, "thank you."

"You're welcome, neighbors should help each other," Natasha waved to Peter: "Look at May and Bella, I'll go find Stark."

Peter nodded. He walked up to Natasha, carefully took Isabella from her arms, and carried her to the bed next to her.

"Dad?" Isabella asked in a daze, "Peter?"

"Mr. Stark still has something to do, and he will be here later." Peter shook off the quilt and wrapped Isabella up. After hesitating for a moment, he cautiously reached out and touched her head: "Shh...you go to sleep." .”

Isabella closed her eyes and stretched out her hands to grope for a while, then hugged Peter's arm contentedly, and put her face against it: "Hang Pao...don't run around..."

"What's a side cannon?" Peter asked, "I'm not moving."

"A horizontal cannon is a horizontal cannon..."

Sol drank too much wine, was drunk all night, and woke up hungry the next morning. After he finished washing, he went downstairs to eat, but saw two people he had never seen before in the restaurant.

"Huh? Who are you?" Saul asked strangely, "Where are Bella and Tony?"

"Mister, hello, I'm a reporter from the Planet Daily, and I'm here to interview Mr. Stark, but something happened, so..." Louise blinked and explained what happened last night as briefly as possible again.

Sol also wanted to go to the hospital, but considering that he was not familiar with the place where he was born, he would definitely get lost if no one took him with him, and he would not be able to return by then, and it would be so miserable to starve to death on the street, so he temporarily gave up the idea of ​​going out.

Saul chatted casually with Louise, and went into the kitchen to find something to eat.

At this moment, Jarvis' voice sounded: "Mr. Saul, are these people here to look for you?"

A virtual screen was projected in front of Sol. On the screen was the surveillance footage in front of the Stark Tower. A woman and three men in strange costumes were banging on the bulletproof glass door with grumpy expressions.

"Sif?" Sol was stunned: "Yes, they are my friends!"

"Okay, I'll ask them to come up now, please wait a moment."

The author has something to say: The bento is finished, and Spider-Man is born_(:зゝ∠)_

Next came Thor, and then Iron Man.