"Save..."
Peter opened his mouth, but the sound caught in his throat and refused to come out.
He was still wearing his uniform, but it had already been torn apart, blood seeping from the ragged gashes.
Matt was in even worse shape.
The room reeked of nauseating blood.
Ben frowned.
He could tell that most of Peter's injuries were superficial, so he was not too worried. Matt, however, looked as though his life was truly hanging by a thread.
"What happened?"
He quickly walked over to Peter and pulled out a small vial of medicine.
Matt was lucky. Ben had brought several vials back with him, intending to keep them at home in case of emergencies. He had not expected them to come in handy so soon.
Peter watched as Ben drove the vial into Daredevil's neck.
It felt a little eerie to him, and the Lizard Serum from not long ago flashed through his mind.
If it really was that stuff, it could indeed save Daredevil's life—but it would turn him into a monster too!
"Don't worry. I've improved the formula."
Once all the green serum had been injected, it immediately began to take effect.
Matt's wounds started healing rapidly, and he gradually began to regain consciousness.
"Mm..."
His mind felt utterly blank as chaotic information from the outside world flooded in all at once, making it impossible for him to think clearly for a moment.
The next second, a heavy blow struck the back of his neck.
Matt passed out again.
"Why did you knock him out again?" Before Peter could even breathe a sigh of relief, he cried out, staring incredulously at Ben's still-raised hand.
"What else was I supposed to do?"
Ben shot back.
"Let him wake up, figure out your real identity and home address,