"I wanted to say this earlier... I just never found the chance."
Barton lay on the bed with an innocent look on his face.
"He really was seriously injured, right there..."
Natasha pointed at Barton's ribs, her expression grave.
"I was the one who gave him emergency treatment. It's just that..."
"Just what? The equipment shows that Mr. Barton's ribs are completely unharmed!"
Dr. Zhao looked at the hole in Clint's suit. He had clearly been attacked.
Yet the exposed skin did not even bear the slightest scar. This joke had gone too far.
Her eyes were filled with confusion.
Natasha spread her hands.
"I wouldn't have believed it either if I hadn't seen it myself.
"Barton was seriously injured. That's a fact.
"But later, someone healed him. It only took an instant."
"Oh my God... who healed him?
"How did they do it?"
Dr. Zhao was so shocked she could not close her legs.
She was a leading expert in human tissue regeneration, no less accomplished than the physics genius Tony Stark.
Yet now, she was utterly awed by the miraculous method used to heal Barton.
The world-class technology she took pride in had been crushed into nothing before this person.
If such technology could be widely adopted...
It would undoubtedly become a major advancement benefiting all humanity!
For a moment, she became deeply curious about the person who had healed Barton.
"I hope you can attend the gathering on Saturday night, Doctor."
Dr. Zhao's question amused Tony.
What?
Did she intend to slice Su Ming up for research?
To expand her professional knowledge?
She was dreaming.
"I'm not like you. I don't have time for gatherings. Unless...
"The person who healed Barton will be there too."
Dr. Zhao displayed the busyness of a top medical professional in front