Night Ghost was injured.
When John heard the news, Dax had already been sent to Taran Industries' medical department.
Fortunately, Matt still remembered the existence of his alliance.
Dr. Helen from the medical department rushed over overnight, accompanied by more than a dozen of her staff.
They pushed the man into the emergency room.
A close-range, face-to-face explosion. Even Taran Industries' top-level bulletproof vest couldn't completely offset the impact.
John arrived at the medical department and saw the emergency light on.
He then glanced at Matt, who had a bewildered expression.
Matt didn't know what to say to John.
His no-kill principle had also gotten him into trouble in this battle.
If he had been able to resolve it quicker, perhaps Night Ghost wouldn't have had an accident.
Matt fell into deep self-blame.
John asked, "What did you encounter?"
He didn't say anything about blame; those matters were only valid if Dax said them.
Matt pulled off his mask.
To be honest, their situations were both quite grim.
Matt's battle suit armguards were gone, and he had multiple scars on his body.
Compared to guys like the Extremis Soldiers, who could alter their genes, Matt and Dax ultimately didn't escape the shackles of mortals.
They lost physically, and they also lost due to the information gap.
If Dax had known that guy would explode, he definitely wouldn't have given the opponent the chance.
"Stick and I went to destroy a weapon," Matt's voice was low. "That thing is called the Black Sky, but after arriving, I found out they were transporting a boy."
"Those two Extremis Soldiers had a deal with Xin; what it was specifically is unknown, but it's related to Fisk."
Matt explained the cause and effect, regarding his master, Stick, and also the appearance of the Extremis Soldiers.
The Black Sky personally escorted by Extremis Soldiers, an alliance between Killian and Fisk, and another force involved.
John sat next to Matt, waiting for the surgery.
The emergency room door opened. Dr. Helen, wearing a mask and with a serious face, walked out. "The situation is very bad; his spine was fractured by the impact, and he might be paralyzed."
"The patient has large-area burns caused by the explosion and internal bleeding."
If it were anyone else, Dax would have been pronounced dead at this moment.
But Dr. Helen still had a way. "We can only use the Regeneration Cradle."
"I need to create a new spine for him and reinstall it," Dr. Helen said this while her eyes kept looking at John. She understood that this experiment was still in an unfinished stage, and using it riskily could only be decided by her Boss.
John's mind stirred, and he said, "Have everyone come out; I need to discuss something with him."
"Him?" Dr. Helen widened her beautiful eyes. "He's still in a coma."
"He will wake up," John said without doubt.
Helen was helpless and had to let her team come out first.
John walked into the sterile emergency room alone.
This was converted from a laboratory. John walked in, and Dax was lying on the operating table with large-area burns all over his body.
He took out his wand—well, picked up the disinfectant next to him to disinfect it—and lightly tapped Dax's forehead.
John softly said, "Enervate."
Dax suddenly opened his eyes. He wanted to get up but found he couldn't move.
"Your spine is broken," John calmly announced the grim news, causing Dax's eyes to instantly turn red.
"However, it can be restored," John raised an eyebrow. "I'll give you a new option."
Seeing John, Dax also quickly calmed down.
He saw this man as a sun more dazzling than the North Star, giving him a sense of hope.
"Dax, tell me, do you want power?"
John looked at him. This incident made John realize the need to increase the strength of his own people.
Dax recalled being blown away by the explosion in his mind.
He nodded with all his strength.
John moved his wand away, and Dax fell back into sleep.
He walked out of the emergency room and said to Dr. Helen, "Use the Regeneration Cradle on him."
"However..." John stared into Dr. Helen's eyes. "Regarding the material for production, I have an idea."
***
Matt returned to his residence.
Stick was already waiting there.
He walked past in silence.
"You promised me you wouldn't kill anyone," Matt said as he took off and tidied his battle suit.
"That's right."
Stick didn't seem so guilty.
Matt asked, "What was that situation?"
"Completed the mission."
Matt was silent for a moment, then asked, "Is this your battle? Killing a child?"
"The one in the container wasn't a child."
"I could hear his heartbeat, both light and fast, not even reaching puberty!" Matt exploded, his grief and anger over Night Ghost's unknown fate bubbling to the surface.
"If you could shift your attention from your fragile emotions, you would perceive what that child truly was."
Stick was still the same, just as he was when he mercilessly crushed the bracelet Matt was given as a child.
Especially after learning that Stick had chased after and killed that boy.
An angry Matt directly fought with his master.
Finally, the young and strong disciple defeated the aging master, and he drove the man out of his house.
Sitting on the sofa, Matt rubbed his face hard.
Was he a hero after all?
***
At the pier.
The explosion attracted firefighters and police.
They sealed off the pier and found more than ten bodies there.
Ray was calling Dax's phone, his brows tightly furrowed. "Why isn't Dax answering the phone?"
Today, Dax didn't need to monitor Fisk, perhaps something else was delaying him.
In the FBI, the person Ray trusted the most was Dax, and he didn't have many doubts.
Under the flashing red and blue lights, a soldier with a broken leg and arm crawled out of the water on the other side of the pier.
His body emitted an orange-red light, gradually recovering.
Only his appearance had aged considerably.
Looking back at the area sealed off by the police, he gradually walked away.
***
"The surgery was very successful."
Dr. Helen took off her mask.
She let out a breath and said to John, "The Regeneration Cradle repaired his skin tissue and spine."
Despite saying this, there was a hint of worry in her eyes.
"I can't be sure if his body will reject the new spine. If there's rejection, his body will necrotize in a short period."
She was very surprised by John's audacity.
He actually chose to use a special alloy to make a new spine for Dax.
John shrugged. "He'll make it through."
Dr. Helen had fatigue between her brows. Sitting next to John, she said, "I never expected I would perform surgery on someone one day."
She was a Doctor of Medicine and came here to research the Regeneration Cradle.
As a result, during this time, she also had to moonlight as a doctor.
First, she saved people during the New York War, and now she was performing surgery on Dax.
Especially Dax, who was undergoing surgery while still wearing his suit.
"There's something I've wanted to ask for a long time. He..." Dr. Helen hesitated before asking, "Is he Night Ghost?"
During the New York War, it wasn't just the Avengers who appeared.
There were also Daredevil and Night Ghost from Hell's Kitchen.
Although their names weren't as famous as Iron Man's, Dr. Helen could still recognize them. She herself quite liked Thor from the Avengers.
Because of the alien prince's handsomeness.
Well, a very superficial reason.
Asking this question made her heart tense. Her own Boss had connections with those people; could there be some secret?
John generously admitted, "Yes, it's him."
"You want to ask why I know them?" John saw through what Dr. Helen was thinking and smiled. "It shouldn't be news that the previous billionaire was a Superhero."
He blinked. "Now that you know, I sincerely invite you to be the first logistics and support personnel for The Second Alliance. How about it?"
John extended his hand and smiled. "Dr. Helen, the founder of the Regeneration Cradle, the protector of heroes."
After being told this by John, the tension in Dr. Helen's heart disappeared, and she smiled. "You trust me that much? Even though we haven't known each other for long."
"No," John shook his head, staring at that familiar face. "I just think you are trustworthy."
Dr. Helen felt a little embarrassed and turned her face away. "You are much more sincere than that guy Tony Stark."
"Speaking of which, I have a video of that guy vomiting. Do you want to see it?"
The best way to bring people closer is to bring up embarrassing moments of mutual acquaintances.
Dr. Helen watched Tony leaning against a tree and vomiting uncontrollably in the video, her face full of excitement as she said, "Send me the video!"
John decisively sold out Tony.
Dr. Helen said gloomily, "This guy used to be very annoying."
As everyone knows, a playboy is annoying, but an arrogant, domineering, and talented billionaire playboy is even more annoying.
Dr. Helen was an old acquaintance of Tony's, which didn't prevent her from using Tony's dark history to mock him.
In the coastal villa.
Tony, who was originally asleep, jolted awake. He glanced at Pepper next to him. For some reason, it felt like a wave of malice was surging towards him.
Tony, who already had anxiety, became even more anxious.
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