marvel god of war

"Wayne, are you asleep?"

At about ten o'clock in the evening, Wayne heard Ashley calling while lying in bed.

"what happened?"

There was no TV at home, and no smartphone at this time, so Wayne lay in bed and fell asleep.

"I'm a little scared, can you sleep with me?"

Ashley's soft voice came.

Wayne hesitated, put on his clothes, got up and walked to Ashley's bedroom.

The bedroom was very empty, which was one of the reasons why Ashley was afraid. Another reason was that she hadn't considered this place as home yet, and it was still a bit strange.

Wordlessly, Wayne lay next to Ashley and patted her gently on the back.

"Wayne, what are we going to do tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow?" Wayne thought for a moment: "Tomorrow I'm going to buy cabinets and books, as well as some kitchen utensils and the like. It would be even better if Craig could make an appointment with your tutor to meet tomorrow. We can stay home for a while.”

After Wayne said a few words, Ashley quietly put her hand on Wayne's body. He paused, turned his head and glanced at Ashley, and found that the little girl was looking at him with wide eyes, a smile on her face. Smiling reassuringly.

Wayne looked at her, and his thoughts drifted to Craig and Christine.

The problem between father and daughter was caused by lack of communication, which made Wayne start to reflect in his heart, because he himself was not good at communicating with the younger generation.

It’s not that I have any airs or anything, I’m just worried that I’ll annoy the other person, embarrass myself, and be unable to get off the stage.

"Ashley, do you have any questions for me?"

Wayne turned over and asked the little girl, gently touching her face with his fingers.

Ashley frowned and thought for a while, then asked: "Wayne, why did you help Craig find that bad sister just now? She even said bad things about you."

Ashley's little face was tangled, and it seemed that she was really troubled by this problem.

Wayne organized language and said: "I went to find her just because of Craig. I regard him as a friend, so I want to help him.

As for Christine's bad words about me, Ashley, I know you are still young, but you have to learn to ignore many people's attacks on you, whether verbal or substantive. You need to ignore them. . "

The first half of the sentence made Ashley thoughtful, but the second half made her frown dissatisfied and ask: "Why? If someone hurts me, I have to take it back. I'm not someone to be bullied!" "

The words were sonorous and powerful, which really made Wayne laugh.

He pinched Ashley's nose and said, "Yes, yes, of course you have to bully her back, otherwise you will continue to be bullied. But what I mean is that I hope you can gradually forget that you were bullied after the matter is over. Bullying."

"Why is this?" Ashley became even more confused: "Shouldn't hatred be kept firmly in our hearts? Why should we forget it?"

"Then tell me, what's the use of keeping hatred in your heart?" Wayne asked gently without being annoyed by the rebuttal.

He didn't have this kind of patience in the past. Even his little nephew would find it annoying when he asked why butterflies can fly.

Ashley didn't know how to answer. She blinked her big eyes and waited for Wayne to answer her.

Wayne smiled, touched her hair and said: "Keeping hatred in your heart will only make you more negative. What we need to grow up is lessons. What we need is the lessons you learned from being bullied. , instead of asking you to remember which person bullied you and hit him every time you see him in the future. If you continue like this, you will find that everyone around you has had conflicts with you, and in the end you will have no friends. I believe it. It’s really painful for me not to have friends.”

Ashley couldn't understand. She came up and grabbed Wayne's ear and said coquettishly: "But...but I don't know what to do."

"It's okay, I will teach you." Wayne put his hand under Ashley's neck: "I will spend my whole life."

...

The next day Wayne went to see his personal physician, a man named Hager Black, who had graduated from Yale University.

He was also a medical staff member of SHIELD, but he retired after having a family and children, and now runs a private clinic in Manhattan.

"Hey, Wayne, why did you come here without an appointment?"

Hagrid was busy checking the body of an old man. When he heard the little nurse calling him, he came out and said hello to Wayne.

Wayne's face looked a little ugly. He vomited this morning, and the vomit was all red, as if it was wrapped in blood, so he came here in a hurry.

"Are you occupied?"

Hagrid noticed the anxiety hidden under Wayne's brows, turned to the frightened little nurse and said, "Please help me take care of Mr. Derek, I'll be there right away."

The expressionless Wayne was a bit scary. The little nurse glanced at Wayne and left in fear.

After the nurse left, Hagrid took Wayne to his office.

"What happened? Is your condition serious again?"

Hagrid took out Wayne's case from last time and took out a pen, preparing to record Wayne's description.

"Yes, I ate some spicy chicken wings yesterday, and then I vomited this morning. The vomited stuff was not digested at all, and it was red. Is it blood?"

Hagrid said as he was writing: "We won't know until this thing is appraised. Did you bring vomit here?"

Wayne shook his head: "I feel sick just looking at that thing, and you still let me carry it with me?"

Hagrid sneered, shook his head and said, "Then let me take you for a checkup. Are you okay this afternoon? It may take some time."

Wayne was about to get up, but hesitated after hearing this: "How long will it take? My daughter is still at home."

"Daughter? When did you have a daughter? By whom? You didn't say anything about such a big thing?" Hagrid was a little shocked. Almost everyone in SHIELD had doubted Wayne's orientation.

Because he has never had a girlfriend since he was a child, and he has never had sex with any woman even when he was on a mission. He is not 007 at all, no, not an agent.

There are so many beautiful female colleagues in the bureau, and it is not impossible that they have had thoughts about him, but it seems that they have never heard of any of them successfully confessing their love.

So Hagrid was surprised that Wayne had a daughter.

"No, I went to Afghanistan some time ago and adopted him." Wayne explained casually and asked, "Does this have anything to do with my diet?"

After Hagrid understood the situation, he took Wayne out of the office and said as he walked: "It's not sure yet, but diet will definitely have an impact. Have you eaten anything besides chicken wings? Greasy or high in sugar. "

"I haven't eaten much since I went to Afghanistan, and I haven't wanted to eat much. After I came back, I ate a hamburger once, but nothing else. By the way, does Coke count?"

"From now on, hamburgers and other high-calorie and high-sugar foods will have to disappear from your life. Eat more vegetables and so on."

The two talked as they walked, and soon came to a laboratory.

"Let's do some tests first. After that, go home and bring your daughter over. I'll tell you what to pay attention to when the test results come out."

It was almost eleven o'clock after all the various examinations were completed.

Wayne was really worried about Ashley being at home alone, so he hurried back.

After he left, Hagrid sent the inspection report to SHIELD, and the recipient was none other than Hydra agent, Bald Sitwell.

He was the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent who was ordered to monitor Wayne, but because Wayne recognized him, the specific surveillance work was not done by him, but by another newcomer.

After receiving the test results, Sitwell did not hesitate and went directly to report to Fury.

"What is this? Do you think I still work part-time as a doctor?"

Fury looked at the pile of various indices on the paper, feeling his head was a little empty, and asked blankly and impatiently.

Sitwell quickly explained: "The cancer cells in Wayne's body spread almost twice as fast as before, a huge increase. His body should..."

Fury's sharp single eye narrowed and became smaller, and his face became very ugly. He said in a deep voice: "You mean, he is not going to die soon?"

Sitwell nodded regretfully: "I don't want to say this, but it is true. Sir, do I still... need to continue to monitor him?"

Fury was silent and thought for a while, then asked, "Didn't he take any medicine?"

"Not yet." Sitwell replied: "The drugs found before require an extremely harsh biological environment. Wayne has already taken the pre-drugs, but his body probably...can't survive that time."

"Continue to monitor." Fury took a deep breath and gave the order: "At this time, the more important it is to prevent him from doing some terrible things."

"Then his symptoms..." Sitwell stopped talking, seeming a little embarrassed, and there was a layer of sweat on his bare head.

Fury hesitated for a while and said: "I won't tell him anymore. Although I believe he will not have emotional problems because of this, I can't ignore the comfort of the people because of my trust."

Sitwell breathed a sigh of relief and nodded in agreement: "Yes, Agent Patrick's destructive power is really... Director, you are right."

Fury didn't need anyone else's approval, waved Sitwell away, and then focused on Afghanistan.

"Why is it this place again! Is there any magic power?"

Fury was really confused. He really couldn't imagine how Tony Stark was snatched away from the military vehicle.

The key was that he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and there was no threat video or anything like that, which gave Fury a huge headache.

Tony Stark is as important to the Medicine Country as Einstein was at the time.

Although his contribution to science and technology is not as good as the latter's, he is indeed the mainstay supporting many industries and national defense in the pharmaceutical country. Nothing can happen to him.

Because of Tony's disappearance, Fury didn't know how many times he had been scolded by the president and the Security Council. When he was on the phone with Wayne that day, he was pointed at his nose and scolded at the scene. It was not a good feeling at all.

"Why can't you be quiet? It's really annoying."

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