Chen Mo looked at Tony Stark and seriously doubted whether the guy had slept at all last night. Had he really kept at it until dawn?
After breakfast, the radiant Pepper headed to Stark Industries under Happy's escort. Chen Mo looked at Tony Stark, who was slumped on the sofa as though he were completely spent, and shook his head helplessly.
In Tony Stark's current state, he was basically useless for the time being. If Aldrich Killian's people came after them, Chen Mo would have to handle them himself!
This kind of severe depletion of vitality was different from an ordinary injury. It could not be recovered from in a short time and might even damage his foundation!
Over time, it could lead to hair loss, weight loss, a hunched back, memory decline, sluggish thinking, and more. Imagining the suave Tony Stark with a bald pate, his forehead reflecting light as smoothly as the armor of an Iron Man suit, his entire bearing becoming as wretched as Aldrich Killian's had once been, Chen Mo could not help but shudder!
Fortunately, Tony Stark was no longer an ordinary person. Otherwise, who knew how long it would take him to recover? Chen Mo might even have to take him to Chinatown to find an old Chinese doctor and get him some tonics!
With physical fitness three times that of an ordinary person as a foundation, along with the gradual repair of his healing ability, although Tony Stark had suffered serious depletion, he finally recovered from his "scrapped" state after most of the morning had passed.
Though his eyes still lacked some focus, his overall condition was much better. At the very least, he no longer looked as weak and hollowed-out as he had that morning!
The recovered Tony Stark climbed up from