Superhero's Physician[Comprehensive]

Tony Stark was killing time in the gym on the top floor of the hotel. He was a little bored, and this feeling had lasted for more than ten hours.Tony's mind has been in disarray during this time, too many things have happened to sort out, and his studio is still a mess.In fact, he is not as relaxed as he seems. The data of the new armor, the program that always goes wrong, the pressure imposed by the government, and many other issues that he cares about and does not care about, are bothering Tony Stark.

Couldn't even find someone else to share.

He couldn't bother Pep, who was also too social, with his own worries, it wouldn't be fair to her, she had enough work.

At this time, Tony should have stayed in the studio to check the data with Dr. Banner, change the program, and study the details of the anti-Hulk device, but he was doing nothing in Hawaii. There is no other reason why Tony is willing to stay in such a place than Lin Lan Yes, but his little reason is not on his side, which is really unacceptable to him.

So Tony can only stay in the gym, otherwise he will go crazy because of the high speed of his brain.

Iron Man wearing a battle armor is of course invincible, but if he does not have a strong body to control such a mech, he will be easily injured.Moreover, Tony can't walk around with armor anytime and anywhere. If he encounters a situation where gangsters hold him hostage and he doesn't know how to fight, just like when he was kidnapped, the result will be quite terrible.

He is not like a drama actor who can crush opponents with his pectoralis major. He is just a mortal body, so Tony keeps training.Whether it is strength or skill, Tony is much stronger than a few years ago.

But that's not enough, he needs to be stronger.

"Mr. Stark, your arm strength is already reaching its limit. I suggest you don't add any more pounds."

The fitness coach adjusted the data of the weightlifting machine to what he thought was a reasonable amount of pounds, and made suggestions to Tony.

"It's only 150 pounds." Tony glanced at the number displayed on the weight machine, "You know how much Captain America can lift, six hundred pounds, eight hundred pounds, maybe more, and you think I'm at my limit ?”

The fitness coach said: "You said it all, it's Captain America."

"Do you think I'm not as good as that drama actor?"

"Mr. Stark, we are mortals after all." The tone of the fitness trainer is very gentle, and there is a little smile, "However, if it can match your armor, you can definitely lift nine hundred pounds."

"It's a ton man," Tony said. "Okay, give me two hundred pounds."

The coach felt helpless, but he did it anyway, because it was Mr. Iron Man's order.Even if he doesn't follow, Tony will increase the price himself, which is even more unsafe: "If you feel uncomfortable, please stop."

Tony's arm strength was developed by himself. He had good arm strength before he became Iron Man, but after that, he tortured his body even more crazily.The coach is right, he is not Captain America, and he cannot fight the enemy with his body, but this does not mean that he is willing to admit that he is nothing after taking off his armor.

The fitness trainer still admires Tony, because he is not a professional weightlifter, but he can lift a [-]-pound landing gear up and down three times.However, it's not difficult to see from the sweat on his face and the expression of gnashing his teeth that he has exhausted all his strength in doing these three strokes.

Push news came from Tony's mobile phone screen. Generally speaking, Jarvis would automatically block such junk news, unless it was something he thought his owner was interested in.Obviously, this message was judged by the super system, and it was determined that Tony would be very interested, so when it was pushed, it also added a prompt sound effect.

It took Tony a long time to do the fourth lift, his arms trembling slightly, sweat dripping down his arms to the floor, he tried his best, and this was the last lift.

Seeing this, the coach hurriedly said: "Mr. Stark, whether you agree or not, I will reduce the weight."

Tony gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Yes, no, hurry up!"

Out of the corner of Tony's eye, he caught a glimpse of the hero and heroine in the push news. He didn't pay attention at first, but soon realized that he knew both guys.So Tony slowly turned his head in the direction of the phone, trying to see more clearly. When he was surprised by the content in the screen, Tony subconsciously let go of one hand to get the phone next to the weightlifting machine.

With a crash, the weightlifting device quickly fell along the track without enough support. Tony hurriedly put his hands on it to make amends immediately, but it was too late, and his left joint ligament was unfortunately strained.

Oh what a bad day!

The ugly bandage hanging around his neck made Tony look like he had broken his left hand, a mandatory measure by the medical staff to keep the ligaments in his left hand from deteriorating.If it wasn't for Tony's backlash, they'd even put him in a plaster cast.He felt he was out of luck.Especially seeing Lin Lan and Steve hugging in front of the camera, and they were still in the water. How could he not know when the two became so intimate?

Sitting on the sofa in the hotel room, Tony let Jarvis hack into the island monitor and saw Lin Lan's location through the phone screen.He called her, but, as expected, no one answered.

Tony snapped "Shit" into the air and had to choose Steve's number.

When Lin Lan came to Tony's room, apart from two broken coffee cups and coffee beans scattered all over the floor, there was also a table of boiling water on the coffee table.And Tony looked so pitiful in the bandage, because his right hand was burned a lot, and he couldn't even apply medicine for himself.

In fact, Lin Lan thought that Tony on the phone had exaggerated his condition, but of course, she did not doubt it.It's just that, watching Susan and Steve having a pleasant conversation, she didn't want to bother.Because Lin Lan knew that the girl had followed her all the way for a long way, she finally made up her mind to confirm Steve's identity, and she was willing to spare some time for a fangirl to communicate with her idol.

So, when I saw the embarrassed Tony lying on the sofa, biting a bandage and preparing to bandage his burned palm, but the bandage kept falling off again and again, I couldn't help laughing.

Tony gave up the bandages and threw the back of the sofa towards Lin Lan: "Are you happy to see me like this, Lorraine?"

Lin Lan caught the non-aggressive soft cushion, held back a smile and said, "Why did this happen? Was it attacked by terror?"

"Why don't you always have a phone with you?" Tony began to complain like accusations, "As my personal doctor, you have to let me find you from nine in the morning to five in the evening, in case I get shot What should I do, what if I get sick, what if I... die?"

Lin Lan walked slowly towards her, and put the cushion in her arms back to its original place: "Don't make it sound like you can't do it without me, you were fine for more than 40 years ago."

He pointed to his chest: "Okay, is it okay for you to call this?"

Lin Lan looked at his red and swollen right hand, and couldn't help shaking her head: "Okay, I'm sorry, I will definitely change it in the future."

"Of course it has to be changed. You have to take full responsibility for my body in case of any eventuality." Tony muttered, as if he was upset, "You are my personal doctor, you can't make me wait for you every time, and , I am your boss, you have to remember this."

Lin Lan sat side by side with him for a long time, listening to his rambling without making a sound, until Tony realized that the people around him were silent, and finally stopped chattering.

"Finished?" Lin Lan asked.

"No."

"Then continue."

Tony raised his hand that was scalded by hot water: "I'm going to die of pain, doctor."

While Lin Lan was treating him for burns and ligament strains, Tony kept nagging in her ear. It seems that Tony was really angry this time, complaining about Lin Lan's various wrongs like a child who has been greatly wronged .If it weren't for the fact that he and Tony Stark had experienced danger and became more and more familiar, Lin Lan might feel that he was bossing him around.But fortunately, she knew him well enough, so Lin Lan only listened to the condemnation, but still seriously healed Tony.

It wasn't until he finally no longer needed to hang the bandage around his neck that Lin Lan finally said, "Mr. Stark, my boss, are you feeling better now?"

"No, very bad."

"where?"

"Here." Tony pointed to his reactor.

"Oh, unfortunately, repairing machine parts is not my specialty." Lin Lan stood up, "You have to find a professional."

"Why, there is nothing else in my place except the reactor?" Tony raised his voice, "I'm talking about my heart, which is quite fragile now."

"No, I took your pulse just now, and it's very strong."

Lin Lan made a gesture to leave, but Tony shouted, "Don't turn your back on me, Lorraine." After speaking, he had to lower his posture, "Please, stay with me for a while."

Lin Lan turned her head and said, "I just want to clean your room for you."

It can be seen that Tony is in a bad mood, which may be related to himself, or it may be because of other things.But no matter what the reason was, Lin Lan would not just leave, because his current appearance seemed to be a sign of anxiety, which was not a good sign.

"What happened?" So Lin Lan tried to enlighten him.

It is undoubtedly a good start for his hands to return to normal, but Tony did not feel relieved. He lay on the sofa, rubbed his eyes with his fingers, and said: "The weightlifting machine failed, and unfortunately I happened to use a broken machine."

"I'm asking, what's wrong with you?"

"No one can smile after a torn ligament."

"But you're all right now."

Tony raised his hand and waved it wildly in the air: "I saw you were participating in that stupid match with the captain."

Lin Lan's purpose is to chat with him and relieve Tony's mental pressure, so it doesn't matter what the topic of the conversation is: "Yes."

Obviously, Tony didn't expect Lin Lan to agree with him, so for a while, he didn't know what to do next.

"But it's not important." Lin Lan continued, "It's fun to do anything with Steve."

"Don't tell me you're really in a relationship," Tony said. "I think your priority right now is learning how to use technology, not playing kissing games."

Lin Lan did not give Tony his own answer directly, but took up another topic: "You are right, I really want to learn advanced chemistry and physics, can you help me?"

Tony's emotions gradually calmed down. He lay on the comfortable sofa and stared at Lin Lan for a long time before saying, "Of course, I can provide you with any needs." He paused, "But you also have to meet my needs."

This sounded ambiguous, but Lin Lan knew that Tony no longer had that emotion for her, so she said, "I think you need to sleep now."

"No, I don't need to sleep, you have to swear that you will always carry your phone with you in the future," Tony said.

"Sleep well, and I'll take my mobile phone with me." Sometimes, Lin Lan really felt that he was like a teenage boy, who was willful and noisy, and not cute at all.

"I don't want to sleep at all, I want to listen to music." He curled up in the corner of the sofa and pointed to the refrigerator, "Also, go get me a can of beer."

"You can't drink, the alcohol content in your blood is high enough now." Lin Lan felt like she was coaxing a child.

But God, the bearded man in front of me is 45!

Apparently, facing Lin Lan's good temper, Tony began to play a rogue: "No, I'm your boss, you have to listen to me."

"You're still unreasonable." Lin Lan had a headache, and she tried to make her voice sound less perfunctory, "If you regard me as your personal doctor, you should cooperate with the treatment."

"I think my personal doctor should listen to me, otherwise why do I need a private doctor?" Tony obviously deliberately found fault, "Sing a song and listen."

Lin Lan squinted her eyes, which meant that she was calming down, then slowly opened them again, and secreted a sleeping gas from her palms into Tony's nasal cavity, and then said slowly: "Sing to you, uncle. "