Olivia had no idea what was going on.

The original conversation stopped abruptly because it was mentioned that the rainy situation was caused by her. She didn't know what the situation was. She was lying on the table and fiddled with building blocks, occasionally letting out a few clear laughter.

But the room was eerily quiet, and Olivia also noticed something was wrong. She got up from the table and looked at the complex-looking Avenger with her head tilted in doubt.

The child is very sensitive, she almost subconsciously felt that something was wrong, stood up from the table unsteadily and trot towards Steve.

She was still young, and she didn't run in a straight line, but ran out diagonally.

Steve was a little far away from her, and hurried over but couldn't catch her, and watched the child fall to the ground helplessly.

The incident happened so quickly that the Avengers present couldn't react at all. They just watched the child fall off the table and fell to the ground.

"Wow!"

She was just over two years old, and she was terrified and hurt when she fell from such a high conference table. She couldn't get up from the fall, her short legs hurt badly, and tears fell down.

Olivia was in so much pain, she lay on the ground crying heartbreakingly, Steve quickly picked her up, put her in his arms and softly coaxed her, seeing the little guy with a broken skin on his forehead, and was bubbling Bloodshot, little hands and knees were torn.

"Hurry up and carry her to disinfect." Banner stood up from his seat, said to Steve, and left here directly.

The child was crying too much, Steve kept shaking her, coaxing her softly, and carried her to the treatment room.How can everyone still sit like this? Natasha likes this child, so naturally she went with him.

"Sir, it's raining outside."

After Jarvis finished speaking in this way, they all stopped, their eyes were on the crying little guy lying in Steve's arms, and they became more and more convinced that the heavy rain during this period was all caused by her.

There was only a little bit of skin scratched on her forehead, so much blood was due to a broken blood vessel, which looked shocking, but there was a lump on the back of her head, and her forehead was also bruised, which made them feel distressed .

Fearing that she would be damaged, Banner gave her a thorough physical examination. The little guy was still crying bitterly while lying in Steve's arms. She was in too much pain.

Her white and tender short leg was sprained, and there was a lot of bruises there, some medicine was needed, and she couldn't be allowed to move around, so that she could recover faster.

"Okay, don't cry baby." Natasha wiped her face with a warm handkerchief. The child was still sobbing, and the emerald eyes were full of mist. Falling down with a small face.

This aggrieved appearance made Natasha feel distressed and wanted to laugh. Olivia pursed her mouth and her body twitched from crying. Also towards the bandages, with OK bandages on the palms of the arms.

"Don't cry, we'll eat chicken legs later." Steve fiddled with her hair, but accidentally touched the swollen piece on the back of her head. She shivered in pain, but didn't dare to turn her head, for fear of being pulled there again the wound.

She whimpered again, and a lot of tears gathered in her eyes. She looked at Steve aggrievedly, and sobbed softly.

Olivia was sad, she didn't let anyone hug her, she just lay in Steve's arms and sobbed softly, raised her head aggrieved, her voice was sobbing and childish.

"Legs."

She sniffed, clutching Steve's clothes with her small hands, tears in her eyes.

"Eat dinner."

"Then what do you want to eat?" Steve pinched her little cheek. "Tell me what you want to eat?"

"Fatty..." She raised her head, "Eat meat!"

"Good good."

Steve picked her up, and Olivia lay obediently on his shoulders, motionless, perhaps because she knew that moving her calf would hurt, so she didn't dare to move.

Steve took out the leftover chicken thighs from the freezer that she had eaten half before, put the little girl in the baby booth, and handled the chicken himself.

Natasha wiped her little face and hands, and fed her some water. The little guy just cried for a long time, for fear that she might become a little dehydrated.

Steve poured some chicken broth into the shredded chicken thigh and went to half a slice of bread.Her little hands hurt a little, and she couldn't grab and eat by herself, so Steve pulled the chair and fed her carefully one bite at a time.

The little guy stopped crying when he had something to eat, and concentrated on chewing with his bulging cheeks. There were still tears on his chubby cheeks, his eyebrows and eye sockets were still slightly red, and his watery eyes would make you think Distressed.

"Steve, it's sunny outside."

Natasha raised her chin, motioning him to look outside.

After the rain outside, the water droplets on the eaves dripped and gradually evaporated as the heat outside increased, and a faint rainbow appeared in the sky not far away.

Steve looked down at the little girl who was chewing on the chicken leg, and suddenly felt that they seemed to have a bigger problem.

"It seems that this kid is really the trouble." Tony pouted at the little girl who just fell asleep lying in Steve's arms. stand up.

She was still a little scared, still hurting, and she felt somewhat safe curled up in Steve's arms.

Knowing that he brought her out of there, Olivia naturally believed in him more and was willing to cling to him.

It doesn't matter to Steve, the child is small, and it's normal for him to cling to someone.

"It rained for two months before that, it should be because of her."

They also figured out the premise of her making it rain outside, and it rained when she cried.

Choking is cloudy.

A small sob is a light rain.

If you cry out, it's Zhongyu.

Howling and crying is heavy rain, thunder and showers.

Crying heartily.

That code is going to be a tsunami.

She just fell down and cried so badly, there was a thunderstorm outside, she should...

"Sir, the Hudson is flooded."

the Avengers:……

Tony: "Is there a tsunami around?"

"There are signs of a tsunami, but it's fine for now."

That's not going to be okay for a while.

If the child stops crying, then it will be all right.

The few of them looked at the girl who was sleeping comfortably in Steve's arms, and didn't know what to say, but they almost agreed on one thing.

The girl must not be allowed to cry.

For the safety of the people of New York.

Absolutely not.

"She seems to have a fever."

Steve reached out and touched her forehead, feeling a little hot, "I really have a fever."

"It should be because I was scared when I fell in the afternoon."

Banner took a thermometer and took Olivia's temperature. It was a little high, but it was not enough for an IV drip.

"She is still young, so she will be frightened when she suddenly falls from such a high conference table. It will be fine if the fever subsides tomorrow morning."

"That's good."

"Just feed her some antipyretics for children."

How can there be such antipyretics in the building? Barton said that he went to buy them together just as he was about to go out. Natasha raised her eyebrows and glanced at him, but she understood the meaning of his visit.

He is a serious dad, of course he knows better than everyone present what medicine to use.

Natasha also went out with Barton, never expecting these guys to be so busy.

Olivia groaned uncomfortably in his arms, she was uncomfortable, because she had a fever and some headaches, sobbing and sobbing softly.

She sobbed.

Ruined.

It's raining lightly outside.

With her sad cries, the sound of the rain outside became louder and louder.

Anyway, don't let her cry.

These elders frantically began to coax the girl who was crying because she was not feeling well.

Although the child was still young, she could speak, but she still couldn't express what she was uncomfortable with.

The only way to express your emotions is to cry.

She lay on Steve's shoulder crying and hiccupping, her small body trembling and whimpering non-stop, her forehead rubbed against Steve's shoulder and bled again, and some blood stained her little face , looks even more pitiful.

"Okay, don't cry, don't cry." Steve coaxed, and Banner took a doll to tease her, but it didn't help at all.

"Don't cry!" Tony leaned over and pinched her face with his hand, seeing her crying with snot and tears, feeling inexplicably disgusted.

Olivia blinked her watery eyes, pursed her mouth and sobbed, and Tony's words made her a little scared, so she didn't dare to cry, so she could only choke.

The emerald eyes looked at him timidly, her small hands tightly grasped Steve's clothes, the gauze on his forehead also fell off, and the blood on it had just condensed.

She hiccupped, raised her hand, rubbed her eyes, and bit her mouth.

Steve glanced at Tony and warned him to be gentle. He took the alcohol swab that Banner had just handed him and wiped the wound on her forehead, making her tremble.

He raised his small arm and gently pushed Steve.

"No woo..."

"Wipe it, listen."

"Woo pain..."

"If you cry again, I won't give you chicken legs."

The little girl who was already sad was even more sad.

Tony watched helplessly as her eyes were covered with water mist, she sobbed a few times with her mouth flattened, and then cried out with a 'wow' when she raised her head.

"Tony, can you stay away from us?"

Steve smiled and pointed not far away.

"That block has air conditioning, you go and stay there."

Please stay cool and stay where you are! ! !

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