My Marvel Super Girlfriends Chapter 329: Death in the eyes of the old man
Remember [New] in one second! "Xi Nian!"
Gwen opened her eyes wide, and with her body's own cushioned air cushion, she quickly hugged Xi Nian who suddenly lost consciousness.
"Master...?!"
Also in the main hall of the office on the top floor, Wanda looked at Xi Nian who had undergone a change. The clean cup dropped from his hand, and it exploded on the floor with a thud!
Wanda's young body that didn't match her own age was shocked, and the scarlet pupils in her beautiful light red eyes flashed, faintly revealing extreme emotions such as madness, violence, and coldness!
The scarlet pupil light quickly disappeared.
"Let me see!"
The beautiful and cute black maid dress swayed violently, and Wanda quickly rushed to Xi Nian, eagerly stretching her white and tender right palm to the boy's eyebrow.
Buzz!
Under the suspicious gaze of Gwen who was holding Xi Nian, the little hand of Wanda the Crimson Maid glowed crimson for a while!
The strange energy of red is like light, but also like a kind of mist.
Rising up from Wanda's five fingers, with the profound meaning of chaos and the breath of the soul, it spread to the brows of the comatose young man.
But at this time.
A hand suddenly grabbed Wanda's outstretched right wrist.
"Stop it, I'm fine..." Xi Nian exhaled, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.
Wanda and Gwen were stunned at the same time:
"Your eyes."
"My eyes?"
Xi Nian was sitting on the sofa, leaning against Gwen's arms, subconsciously touching the corner of his right eye with his fingers.
Under the spider's induction, he also sensed it.
My original brown eyes turned into a strange black, as if a kind of dark flame was dancing, but I couldn't feel the slightest temperature!
A few seconds or less.
The black faded like a tide, and the pupils returned to their original color.
"Xi Nian, what happened just now?" Gwen asked worriedly with a look of fear.
"I don't know either." Xi Nian shook his head.
He only felt that at the moment just now, his soul trembled a little.
Xi Nian stood up again and moved his body, but there was nothing abnormal.
It seems that the 'network speed' was stuck just now, so that the soul temporarily left the body for a few seconds.
But he still felt a little strange in his heart.
Just now, the blackness in his eyes...
It's a lot like death.
…
"What are you two doing looking at me like this?"
Xi Nian felt a little apprehensive, and looked at Gwen and Wanda who were staring at him from both sides of his body.
Gwen worried but firmly said: "It must be fully checked!"
"Master, my ability can detect souls and thoughts." Wanda whispered weakly.
"Okay. I know my physical condition, so don't worry too much."
Xi Nian doesn't want to be protected and treated as a patient by those around her all the time.
Besides, if it involves the concept of death, it is impossible to detect it no matter how much it is tested.
"No way!"
Gwen stretched out her hands to hug Xi Nian, making Xi Nian feel dark in front of her eyes.
It's just that this time it's not the kind of unconsciousness just now, but the eyes, and even the face, are covered by soft things with a faint fragrance.
Xi Nian can't breathe...
He finally knew where the weight that Gwen's body had gained in the past three years came from.
While hugging Xi Nian, Gwen greeted: "Wanda, come and help me, subdue him, let him lie down obediently!"
"Ah..." Wanda was at a loss, and carefully stretched out her small hand to hug Xi Nian's foot.
"Wanda, who is your young master?" Xi Nian asked with difficulty.
Wanda was so frightened that she quickly let go, causing Xi Nian and Gwen, who were huddled together, to overturn on the sofa.
In the living room on the top floor, which is not as warm as an office, the three of them are in a mess.
In the end, it was Alice, the artificial intelligence, who rescued Xi Nian:
"Master, maybe you want to know about one thing."
"What happened?"
On the sofa, Xi Nian finally poked his head out.
Alice: "About, an old man you know."
…
The streets of New York.
A middle-aged man with slightly gray temples, sitting on the ground decadently, his hair is messy like a doghouse, and his untrimmed beard looks sloppy.
Like a street bum.
But he was wearing an expensive brand-name sweater and jeans, his hands were wrapped in white bandages, and he looked at the passers-by on the street with blank eyes.
As a genius-level neurologist, Stephen Strange never expected that he would be reduced to this point.
More than three months ago.
Because of a serious car accident falling off a cliff, Strange lay on the hospital bed for three whole months, and his hands were severely disabled.
If he is the chief surgeon, Strange has the confidence to heal his hands well, after all, he is the best doctor!
Because of this, he felt the trick of fate and the despair of life!
Without his hands, he will no longer be able to become a doctor, nor can he live a normal life like a normal person!
It's okay.
Strange just learned that a patient who had been treated in New York First Hospital many years ago was obviously highly paralyzed, but recently appeared on a New York park basketball court to play basketball like a normal person!
This may be the last hope.
Strange is about to find the patient and ask him about the cure for paralysis.
Moving up against the wall with his shoulders, Strange stood up with difficulty and was about to continue to the basketball court.
But at this time.
The phone in his pocket rang for a while.
…
Strange stood at the front door of the Future Chronicle Headquarters, looked up, and looked at this building whose roof was almost invisible.
Some time ago, he tried all the methods and channels to heal his hands, and naturally he also turned to Future Chronicle Company, which specializes in biological genes and terminal illnesses.
Although there was only a little hope at the time.
To Strange's surprise, Future Chronicle's customer service just called and said that Future Chronicle's manager wanted to see him!
Future Chronicle Manager, Alice.
This is a legendary figure. It seems that even the internal employees of Future Chronicle Company have not seen each other before!
…
Soon, Strange boarded the exclusive elevator leading to the chairman's office.
Look at the number of floors that are constantly rising and jumping in the elevator.
Strange felt a little nervous for no reason~IndoMTL.com~ As a former genius doctor, he naturally set foot in the circle of the upper class.
However, the top executives of giant companies like Future Chronicle and Stark Industries are already at the top of the social class, and can easily create a lot of upper circles!
What's more, his hands are now paralyzed, and he has completely lost his status as a doctor who can talk to the other party on an equal footing.
Under tension and anticipation.
With a ding-dong sound, the elevator arrived at the penultimate floor of the headquarters building.
The office of the steward.
The elevator door opened, Strange stepped out of the elevator nervously, and the super-large office with top-level luxury configuration naturally greeted his eyes.
The curtains of the large floor-to-ceiling windows on one side are all pulled up, and the bright golden sunlight falls into the room, and you can have a bird's-eye view of the entire Queens district of New York.
And at the desk and chair in the manager's office, a black-haired boy sat upright on it, staring at him with bright and energetic eyes.
"You, you are...!"
Strange's eyes were wide open, and his mouth was also wide open due to excessive surprise.