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"Still not leaving, do you have nothing to do?" Mike glanced sideways at Stark, who was also slumped on the sofa.

It's almost dinner time and I have to drive away the rest of the crowd.

"Busy." Stark showed the chat interface with the new supermodel, and also specially showed the supermodel's photo.

Mike took a glance: a ribbed figure, deep facial features, a thin mouth and a cool temperament.

The key is A.

Mike muttered: "Not my cup of tea."

The new supermodel said she was too busy at work and hadn't sunbathed in a while.

Stark said that supermodels work really hard, working day and night.

Mike: Haha, just work hard day and night, it’s you playboys who are the cause of this.When I think about it, I seem to be one of "you guys".

Well, it’s time to combine work and rest.

The social animal fainted from crying in the toilet.

Stark asked her where she worked.

Supermodel says Long Beach.

Stark said that he happened to have a luxury double-decker yacht near Long Beach, which was perfect for sunbathing.Ask her if she needs help applying sunscreen.

The supermodel said that Stark is so considerate and a true gentleman.

Mike: "Fake chatting, smells like plastic, disgusting."

Stark sneered: "Jealousy, pure jealousy."

Mike: "Haha, get out!"

Stark: "The yacht is so big. I should invite a few more supermodels to sunbathe with me. If I put on sunscreen, wouldn't it be too hard on my own?"

Mike: "How about I help? Helping others is my greatest advantage."

Stark rolled his eyes: "Shameless, right? And...didn't I say it's not your thing?"

Mike: "Being picky about food is not good for your health. And there are so many dishes in the world. You have to try them before you know whether you like them or not. I have a great appetite and have had a dream since I was a child to become a gourmet."

The innocent Peter on the side felt vaguely that the conversation was a bit inappropriate, but there was no evidence.

Stark asked: "What's for dinner?"

Mike: “Does what we eat have anything to do with you?”

Stark reminds: "Supermodel, sunbathe, sunscreen."

Three keywords made Mike lose his moral integrity and immediately changed his mind: "hot pot."

"Old Earl!" Mike shouted to Old Earl at the cashier: "I'll go through the fresh food supermarket later and buy more radishes and potatoes. I'll have two more people to eat at night."

Mike counted Happy in the mix.

Stark: "I called Pepper here too."

"Three." Mike looked at Peter, who was lowering his head to cover up his Adam's apple, and sighed: "Fuck...four!"

Mike wiped away the non-existent cold sweat and breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, I have a billion dollars in my bank account, otherwise I would be impoverished."

Peter burst into tears.

The figure in the sunset is his screaming youth.

Stark called Pepper, and after hanging up the phone, he looked puzzled.

"What's wrong, not coming?" Mike asked.

"Come on, the tone is very cold. I don't know what Pepper is thinking... I don't understand. It's just other women."

"Haha, you know how to understand other women. It's just that you have touched the mountains and explored the tunnels. Is this also called understanding women? What an international joke!" Mike said: "It's very simple. Revealing the identity of Iron Man can indeed increase the group's stock price. , but have you discussed it with Pepper? Who can withstand surprise attacks all the time? Besides, is Pepper just your personal assistant? Superheroes may sound exciting, but they are also super dangerous. It’s you. This kind of public identity.”

Stark asked: "Then what should we do?"

"Sorry, Chiguo did a three-and-a-half-turn in the air on the ice and snow and landed on the ground with a Thomas pirouette and then a ten-meter super long slide to kneel down."

Stark glared: "You're fucking teasing me!"

"Yes, isn't it obvious enough?" Mike pressed his nose, "My own woman, I made my own mistakes, and then you ask me what should I do?"

Mike stood up.

"What are you going for?" Stark asked.

"Prepare the soup base. Do you think everyone is as idle as you?"

After saying this, Peter and Old Erqi stared at Mike.

If nothing goes wrong, just Ge. A paralyzed person has the nerve to say so!

Don't have a B number in mind?

As usual, Mike prepared the mandarin duck pot, half bone soup and half red soup.

At first, Stark looked at the red soup and hesitated, "Can the food cooked by this thing be eaten? I won't touch it even if you kill me!"

Then there is the law of true fragrance.

"You can't eat spicy food!" Mike said to Stark, who was doing nothing and watching from the sidelines.

"Why!" Stark protested.

Mike stared at Stark's chest.

Stark took a step back warily, crossing his hands defensively, "I don't have any hobbies in that area."

"roll!"

Stark was just kidding, he knew what Mike meant.The Ark reaction relies on palladium to operate, and he has begun to show signs of palladium poisoning.

It's not very serious for the time being, but the body's immune system cannot eliminate the palladium, and it accumulates in the body bit by bit, which will kill Stark sooner or later.

In theory, Stark should give up drinking, sex, and spicy food, especially spicy food.Imagining a life like that, Stark felt it would be better to shoot him.On this point, Mike agrees with Stark.

Besides, it's not like there's no solution.Stark currently focuses on solving the problem from two aspects:

One, perform an operation to remove the fatal piece of shrapnel that is flowing toward the heart.

Second, find elements that can replace palladium and are harmless to the body.

Stark had consulted about surgery, but it was very risky. He might not be able to get off the operating table after he got on it.Stark was worried too.

As for the element that can replace palladium, it has not been found yet.

Stark's heart moved: "Is there anything you can do?"

"Yes, I have."

"Really?!" Stark suddenly became excited.

"Well, really." Mike said calmly, "First, let me help you take out the shrapnel..."

Hearing what Mike said, Stark was immediately disappointed. He consulted the top medical experts in the world, and the answers they gave were similar: the risk is very high.Could it be that Mike could find a better doctor?

Mike: "I know what you are thinking. I really don't have a better way to be a medical student, but don't forget that in addition to science, this world also has supernatural powers."

Mike gave a "chestnut", "For example, Magneto, his ability is to control metal, and can easily break down small shrapnel into smaller particles, and finally naturally excreted from the body, painless and risk-free. Of course, I am just giving a chestnut, There is no risk in using Magneto's ability to treat, but that person himself is a risk. Do you dare to trust him? Also, your suit is an out-and-out iron shell. Have you made a plan to deal with Magneto or similar abilities? "

"Forehead……"

"You'd better think about it, otherwise it will be a disaster." Mike thought of Wolverine, who would probably only get beaten if he met Magneto.

With Stark's brain, it should be possible to develop something like a "diamagnetic field".

Mike suddenly threw the kitchen knife up.

Just when Stark thought the kitchen knife was going to hit the chopping board, the knife suddenly floated in the air, motionless.

"I can use my mental power to pull the shrapnel to a less dangerous position, and then remove it through surgery." Mike said, "The ugly thing is that my mental power is not strong enough and precise enough, so there are risks. However, , you still have time to think about it, don’t be in a hurry.”