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“Is that how you get in? With these vegetables and fruits? ”

What Dior feels like to Coulson now is, he's not here to help cure Tony, he's just here to visit a patient, and he hasn't seen the fruit on his hands, even though he's passing by and grabbing it.

Coulson was relieved to see Dior awake and ready to take him to disinfect and change clothes.

But what Dior did next almost made him spit blood.

“You should definitely finish it before you go in...”

After a whisper, he started to get busy, find a socket, put the juicer away, throw the messy vegetable fruit in his hand in the mood until it could no longer be loaded, then find the faucet outside and pick up some water, live!

Dior nodded satisfied as he listened to the irritating buzzing noise in his ear.

Coulson doesn't know that Dior's food has a certain therapeutic power, but this is the time to do more. Couldn't it be treated directly?

Or is there something strange about these ordinary fruits in front of him that he can't see?

He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say. It was very painful.

But the sound of the machine spinning quickly stopped, and Dior poured a strange glass of colour out of it to see how satisfied his expression was.

“Well, let's go in. ”

“That's it? ”

“I can't, can you? Stop talking nonsense, trust me and let me in. If you don't believe me, turn around and go. Don't waste everyone's time. ”

In his‘ field of expertise ', Dior is very reluctant to be questioned.

Coulson also wanted to be cautious, mainly because he hadn't experienced it personally, so some of them would inevitably say the wrong thing.

Fortunately, Natasha was still there, and she knocked directly and neatly into the O.R. door, and then stepped in to communicate with the busy doctor. If they hadn't been trying to sustain Tony's life, perhaps they wouldn't have insisted on Dior's arrival at all, they should all be thankful. Don't make any mistakes.

Some of the doctors in there had sweat all over their heads, and the gloves were covered in blood, and they looked tired.

At this time, when it is heard that there are people who can treat patients, they simply give way to the place, they can't let it go. If they don't have the ability to do this, they can take over a long time ago, and they can clear up their responsibilities.

Obviously, they don't like the miracles that Dior can perform like a 'doorman' either.

Dior didn't feel much for himself. He just asked, "What's going on?"

“The patient's abdomen was pierced by a piece of iron skin to the right, we tried to remove the foreign body by surgery, but now the patient's body is too weak and most organs are still in rapid failure. If the foreign body cannot be removed in time to stop bleeding, the surgery will be completed as soon as possible, I'm afraid the patient will be in direct shock, then...”

Listen, a doctor gave him a detailed account, and Dior nodded from time to time.

The weaker the body, the greater the risk of surgery, a common sense he knew.

Many patients in the hospital who do not meet the operating conditions will first adjust their body with the help of a doctor nurse, and the surgery will be arranged until the doctor feels that the patient's physical condition can bear the damage caused by the surgery.

Of course, not all surgeries do, except in some exceptional circumstances.

For example, if you don't have surgery anymore, you won't have any concerns.

“So all you have to do now is take out this iron skin and fix all the mess in it and sew it up, right? ”

Hearing Dior speak so lightly of such a terrible situation, the doctors nodded, not dissatisfied but unable to say anything.

But there was still a doctor who whispered something, probably thinking that Dior didn't know anything about life.

“Okay, I've got the situation, and now I want all of you out of here, and I don't want anyone bothering me during the treatment. ”

Dior's phrase makes several doctors look at each other and wonder if this young man is really capable or pretending to look like he is. It's a human life, and he's not an ordinary person, he's a billionaire Tony Stark!

And Natasha whispered, "Are you sure? ”

“No problem now, but I can't really do anything about wasting any more time waiting for this guy to completely swallow his breath. ”

Natasha understands what he means, and then helps him push people out.

The doctors were also very skeletal, turned their heads and left, saying they would no longer care.

Natasha is also not angry about this, and can only continue to be hard to say that this was Tony's last choice before the coma and that they will not be held accountable for any problems that arise.

Soon, everyone went out, leaving Natasha alone.

“What can I do for you if I stay here? ”

“Not yet, I'll call you if I need you. ”

Natasha nodded and went straight out to help him close the door.

The whole space was just him and Tony, who was dying in bed.

Dior didn't even think to get it, Tony. This guy trusted him so much.

Kind of weird.

But after healing him, the medical fee, Dior won't be less than a cent, because Tony's that rich anyway.

Without hesitation, Dior immediately switched his [Golden Experience] card and summoned it!

There are only 23 minutes left to use this Experience Card, but it should be enough, and the last time he pulled out a Charge Card, he had plenty of gas.

If Tony wasn't in a state where he couldn't eat at the moment, he wouldn't be able to withstand the side effects of [Pearl Jam] even if he did, and he wouldn't be able to activate the [Gold Experience].

“I don't know if this wave is a loss or a gain? ”

Boom!

Dior dragged the iron skin directly outside Tony's abdomen, pulled it out at one extremely rude time, causing a lot of secondary damage. If the doctor was still there, he would definitely curse Dior, which is a joke about his life.

But since Dior dares to do so, he has absolute certainty.

With the massive bleeding, the machines placed on Tony also began to make stinging noises, indicating that the patient's vital signs were rapidly disappearing.

At this time, Dior hastily let [Golden Experience] reach into the torn wound, representing the golden colour of life energy directly lit up!

Moment!

Tony, who was already dying and started spitting blood in his mouth, immediately calmed down, and the apparatus that kept ringing quietly.

The most dangerous first step was so easily solved that people who studied medicine were expected to cry out to God in the field and then faint excitedly.