An Chunzhi raised his head, a little happy to see their reactions.

"How is your injury?"

Tony had already taken off his armor when he flew to the terrace, and now he walked over quickly, looking up and down with concern: "Can a human doctor treat it?"

"It shouldn't be possible." An Chunzhi said hastily.

He felt that he might have been numb from the pain, his eyes were black just now, and he felt as if he was dead when he moved, but after stopping the monster for a long time, and even made a deep bow and apology just now, now even that kind of The pain seemed to be tolerable.

"Human doctors can't treat me, probably—uh, I need to treat myself." An Chunzhi looked at the weather outside, "absorbing light energy or something, so I may not come to the Avengers Building to learn fighting during this period .”

"Then you take good care of it... If the weather is bad, you can come to my place." Tony nodded thoughtfully and then pointed to the ceiling, "At least I have simulated sunlight and a small energy reactor here."

"Tony, thank you so much." An Chunzhi was a little flattered, and at the same time couldn't help but secretly glanced at Captain America.

After the battle, Captain America also took off his mask, sat on the sofa next to him and thanked Xiao Dai who handed out the towel.

An Chunzhi couldn't help paying attention to these two people.

Can't control myself.

——Steve noticed the details of Di Jia slightly turning his head to look over, and thought Di Jia was disturbed, so he chimed in and said:

"I was blindfolded by prejudice in the past, but after I got to know him better, I realized that Tony is a very good friend. So Tiga, don't worry."

Hawkeye immediately shook his head and laughed.

In the eyes of outsiders, Tony Stark is an extremely self-willed, self-willed, arrogant and playful bastard.

Well, at best, add a genius - think Tony Stark is a self-willed genius bastard.If they hadn't fought side by side with Tony, they might still feel so.

Who would have known that this man with a mustache, who was always cynical and joked around a woman while holding a wine glass, actually valued his friends so much, and was the first to rush forward to sacrifice himself for the safety of the people?

"I know, I just feel a little..." An Chun couldn't say a word after that, and he didn't know what he suddenly felt "a little".

He looked at Captain America and Iron Man wordlessly, and turned his gaze to the side.

Although I always feel unbelievable, An Chunzhi saw Captain America praise Iron Man so much in reality, and Iron Man also praised Captain America so much when he was alone-this is something that doesn’t happen in the movie, so it will always make him more think.Then I wonder if I'm thinking too much, or if it's just the way it is.

When An Chunzhi watched Captain America and Iron Man, he really felt that even their eye contact carried some ulterior secrets.

Was it only he who found out?

What about this pair.

After thinking so with a wry smile, An Chunzhi decided to temporarily put his thoughts aside.

"Then I'll leave first." He held his chest and bid farewell to everyone apologetically.

The pain was really unbearable, and he had to go back to heal himself quickly.

The Avengers also understood the situation and nodded.

After Di Jia's figure disappeared into the room, in silence, Hawkeye spread his hands and asked, "Doesn't anyone want to know where Di Jia took the monster after shrinking?"

"And those two from last time." Dr. Banner added.

Tony's eyes subconsciously stayed on the black widow, he picked up the glass and drank it down, and shrugged simply: "I don't want to."

Steve wiped the sweat off his forehead with a towel, and pursed his lips in agreement and said, "I don't want to either."

His blue eyes scanned the curious Hawkeye, the bewildered Dr. Banner, and the complicated-eyed Black Widow, and he kindly suggested, "It's best not to think about it."

Then Steve draped the towel over his shoulders, turned around and headed to the gym with the mask on.

"...because someone wants to now."

Black Widow crossed her arms, and slowly added the second half of the sentence that Tony and Steve didn't say just now.

Queens, New York.

The Ping An Store, which was open in the past, is rarely closed today, and a sign of "Closed Business" is hung on the glass door.

An Chunzhi fell on the bed, his cheeks sunk deep in the pillow, and he hummed in pain.From time to time, some confusing syllables are squeezed out of the throat.

Sherlock still didn't come back, only Strange stood by the bed with a stiff expression, and his cold face looked a little helpless at the moment.

"Boss An, you really don't need to go to the hospital?"

Strange's tail tone reveals unconcealable doubts and worries.

After all, the young man with a handsome face was lying on the bed with a pale face, and he didn't make any movements, but he pressed his right hand tightly to his chest - but he said that this was his treatment process.

Strange really couldn't see where the treatment was going, Boss Ann looked like a stubborn patient who was about to pass out from pain and didn't plan to go to the doctor.

His own hands are still trembling, and there is no way to say that he can help feel the bone to deal with the fractured injury.I can only watch from the side in a daze.

"No need, Strange, you sound more uncomfortable than me." An Chunzhi raised his head weakly and said.

He still had time to tease Strange.

"It's just because I have to use Di Jia's ability to heal myself, and at the same time I have to feel the slow healing of the bones. I'm not used to it. It's not painful—it's just too itchy." An Chunzhi comforted Strange sincerely. , still grabbing the bed sheet with his left hand, rubbing the bed sheet back and forth until it looks bad.

Strange heaved a sigh of relief, turned his head and saw the red cloak holding the creamy mushroom soup outside, twisting the lower part of the cloak into a human walking movement, twisting and twisting, floating in, the movement is very human change.

Strange: "..."

Forget it, it wasn't once or twice that the cloak did such a terrifying thing.

He took the soup bowl in disdain, and did not put it down in his hand. He lowered his eyes and thought about something incomprehensibly. After a while, he said dissatisfiedly, "Stephen."

"What?" An Chunzhi pulled himself together, he didn't realize it was Strange who spoke just a few seconds later.

Strange turned his head and stared at An Chunyi with some condemnation, and said in a confident tone: "As a boss, at least you should know the names of the employees, right?"

"Ah, I know that." An Chunzhi panted and replied, "I know your name is Stephen Strange since you first came here."

Strange stared at him with more meaningful condemnation.

——Then Boss Ann has been calling that guy 'Sherlock' and calling him 'Strange'?

Are they treated differently if they look the same?

"Is it because I have the same name as Captain America?" Strange asked unhappily.

He has long been worried about the fact that Boss An affectionately called "Steve" as soon as Captain America came.Obviously he knew Boss An earlier, so did he treat him differently?

Because in terms of writing, Steve Rogers and Stephen Strange, both of their names are "Steve".

"No." An Chunzhi immediately denied it.

He added in surprise: "Of course that's not the case. After all, I thought..."

Although An Chunzhi was more familiar with Captain America when he watched the movie before, he was not very familiar with the name of Doctor Strange.But the reason he keeps calling Doctor Strange by his last name instead of his first name is because Doctor Strange always looked down upon him in the beginning.

"I thought you didn't like me calling it that. At the beginning, I remember you were very repulsive to me." An Chunzhi said, "You seem to hate me? You always want to pick on me."

In that case, if he directly called "Stephen" without consent, he might be killed by Strange's unceremonious tongue.

A look of unnaturalness flashed across Strange's face, he put the soup bowl heavily on the bedside table, and said at a sudden speed: "Boss Ann, is there something wrong with your senses? I didn't know you at that time Ability."

After he finished speaking, he stopped suddenly, and stared at An Chunzhi with silent rather than reproachful eyes, waiting for something.

An Chunzhi called out kindly: "Stephen."

——So Doctor Strange is now tactfully apologizing for what happened, and trying to repair their relationship?

It's really rare that he can say it so clearly, An Chunzhi thinks that Doctor Strange has always been that arrogant and difficult to get along with.

Di Jia's healing ability has been slowly activated, An Chunzhi felt the pain in his chest gradually weakened, and finally almost disappeared.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief, sat up from under the quilt, added two pillows to his back, and his movements obviously became very brisk.

"Are you alright?" Strange's eyes fell on An Chunzhi's strangled neck, reminding him, "There is still a neck."

"Yes, there is still a neck." An Chunzhi frowned.He estimated the remaining energy, and was a little annoyed, "Today, I almost exhausted my transformation energy, and I treated the injury just now, and I feel that the rest may not be fully healed."

"Then treat as much as you can first." The system suddenly made a sound, and gave a suggestion, "Then cover it with clothes, and wait until you have rested before continuing to treat it."

"It's true." An Chunzhi was thoughtful.

The shrinking of Gorzan and Melba was also carried out in two parts, both because Tiga's energy was always not enough after defeating monsters, so it could only make do with it.

He raised his right hand to his neck, and put it down again after a while.

There used to be a circle of bruises on the neck, with thick strangle marks, but now most of it has returned to its normal skin color, leaving only spots of bruises on it, and it doesn't look so miserable.

"..." Strange stared at Boss Ann's current appearance in shock and weirdness, not knowing whether to say or not, but at this moment he heard the other party ask again, "How is it now?"

An Chunzhi didn't hold a mirror, it's not convenient to look at it from this angle.

"Very... good." Strange replied with some difficulty.

"Then why did you react like this?" An Chunzhi was not deaf, and he couldn't tell that Strange's tone was wrong, so he asked strangely.

"I just think—" Strange flipped his palms open as if looking for a topic, but he gave up and chose to tell the truth, "Boss Ann, you should go and see for yourself in front of the mirror."

He said dryly: "Then you will want to change into a high-necked dress."

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