American comic: I, JoJo, am going to heaven!

Chapter 175 He's practically a superman!!!

Inside the S.H.I.E.L.D. medical room, Jon Snow lay on the bed, pale-faced and covered in tubes.

Because of his unique physical condition, he was barely clinging to life, but the damage to his lungs prevented him from using ripples to stimulate life energy and thus recover quickly.

Thanks to the various advanced medical technologies of S.H.I.E.L.D., his vital signs were kept up, but he still couldn't wake up after a long time.

Outside the medical room, several of the world's top doctors stood outside the glass window, discussing treatment plans in hushed tones.

"Unbelievable," a doctor said, looking at the scan data with surprise. "His bone density, muscle fiber strength... far exceed human limits."

"Yes," another doctor chimed in, his tone tinged with habitual admiration, "His incredible regenerative abilities during his previous serious injuries meant we didn't even need to intervene..."

"Based on his previous medical records, with a penetrating wound of this severity, his tissue should theoretically have already begun regenerating rapidly!" The third doctor pointed to the observation window. "Look at the edges of these wounds; the signs of self-healing are too slow!"

All eyes were focused on the extremely slow healing process of Jon's wound, and everyone's expressions were solemn.

This speed is slower than that of a normal person, so it seems that this injury is the real blow to this body.

"This time is different." The lead doctor's voice was deep. "His body's self-healing mechanism is on the verge of stopping. If it weren't for Agent Coulson continuously supplying him with Ripple, he probably wouldn't have made it to the hospital."

"We've tried adrenaline, cardiac stimulants... all the usual supportive measures," another person chimed in, "but nothing has helped, which is normal."

"After all, judging from the video, he was blasted from the bottom of the pyramid into the city by some mysterious force. He not only suffered fatal injuries but also went through a battle. He was only holding on by sheer willpower."

The attending physician adjusted his glasses, his expression complex. To be honest, he hadn't seen someone like this in a long time. He murmured, "He's simply... simply a superman. To be blasted a kilometer away and still survive... unbelievable, too outrageous."

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"Dr. Wu, what should we do?"

The attending physician, Dr. Wu, responded with silence, because he truly didn't know what to do.

"Use this." Fury walked over, holding a pink fruit covered in spikes, and said in a deep voice, "This is the last resort."

"Advisor Yovik is lacking a certain essential fuel, and this substance can forcibly repair his body, but... there will be a price to pay."

Dr. Wu reached out and took the Lokakaka Fruit. He knew its abilities, after all, he was the one who performed Coulson's surgery.

Just as the group approached the bedside and were about to stuff the Lokakaka Fruit into Jon's mouth, "Ora!!!" Star Platinum, his eyes vacant, suddenly appeared in front of Jon, his right arm sweeping out and smashing the surrounding instruments to pieces before disappearing.

Clearly, these instruments are the only option if they want to continue feeding the fruit.

A loud clanging and banging echoed through the medical room; life support equipment had been damaged, and its readings were erratic.

However, Jon's vital signs did not decline; instead, they fell into a strange stagnation, as if some unknown force was forcibly keeping him alive.

"What?!" ×N

The doctors on site were stunned by this sudden change, but they quickly regained their composure because they knew that this situation could not last long and that they had to race against time!

"Oh no! The patient's vital signs are dropping again!!!" Dr. Wu shouted, and all the doctors immediately began the emergency installation of new life support equipment.

"What?!" Coulson jerked his head up, rushing towards the medical room while clearly ordering, "Prepare O-type blood bags, maximum dose, immediately!!"

At this critical moment!

A figure, with an unwavering determination, smashed open the glass door and rushed in!

It's Skye.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes were focused on her, but Skye ignored the scrutiny emanating from her.

next moment.

hum!

The powerful shockwave instantly blasted everyone in the medical room who tried to stop her away.

"Skye—no!" Coulson's eyes widened in horror. He reached out his hand, but his body flew backward uncontrollably.

At the bedside, Skye's face was full of worry, and she gently traced a line on her palm with her thumbnail.

In stark contrast to before, this time, the Platinum Star, controlled by her subconscious, did not appear to stop it, but instead tacitly approved of it all.

Suddenly, Jon twitched his nose, smelled the tempting aroma, and instinctively took a big gulp!

Bang... Bang...

The next second, a strong, powerful heartbeat suddenly filled the medical room!

On the other side, Kamar-Taj.

Jon Snow, in his spirit form, also felt this intense tremor. His pupils contracted sharply as he stared incredulously at the enigmatic Sorcerer Supreme opposite him, before he could even utter a word—

An unusually powerful pulling force instantly came from across the ocean! At the same time, a flash of fire appeared behind him, and the portal opened!

"See you next time, Jon Yovick." The Ancient One smiled and waved.

"Varied--!!"

Jon's soul was suddenly sucked in!

"What the hell?!"

Hospital bed.

"What's this?" Jon opened his eyes in confusion, and Skye's beautiful face came into view in the shadows.

Skye, struggling to keep her mind clear, finally smiled with relief when she saw Jon open his eyes.

"Skye?" Jon felt a sweet taste in his throat, his body surging with inexhaustible power, his mental strength was also recovering wildly, and bright red muscle fibers were rapidly weaving on the wounds all over his body.

The severed capillaries healed on their own, the everted skin at the edges of the wound recovered at an abnormal speed, and the bones returned to their original positions and reconnected tightly.

In just a few breaths, to everyone's astonishment, his wounds had healed by 80%. This recovery speed was astonishing, even faster than Wolverine's.

"You're awake?" Skye forced a smile, but her stiff and somewhat guilty expression instantly betrayed her clumsy pretense.

"That's good."

Before she could finish speaking, everything went black. Due to the excessive depletion of her life energy, she slammed into Jon's chest, her wrists hanging limply at her sides, and she completely lost consciousness.

Jon's pupils contracted sharply! His gaze swept over Skye's fingertips, and as he felt the longing within him, which originated from his very soul, finally being filled, he understood—he understood everything!

This smell! She actually...! Damn it! I knew it! So that's why that old woman, Gu Yi, was always drinking tea and never saying a word!

"Damn it! I can't worry about that anymore! StarPlatinum! The World!"

Star Platinum instantly appeared, raised his hand and pointed, and the time-stopping field began to spread from his fingertip, descending into a gray-white world, where time was suspended.

"Shit!!!"

Jon leaped off the bed, glanced at the tubes inserted into his body, and understood that these were all part of the life support equipment.

"Then let's do it!"

With a thought, Platinum Star, with unparalleled speed and precision, instantly transferred all the devices on his body to Skye and placed her on the bed.

A second passed.

Seeing this, he took a deep breath, placed his hand on Skye, and used his Ripple to sense her. The feedback indicated that Skye's condition was not good.

The good news was that it wasn't life-threatening yet. He visibly breathed a sigh of relief, then his expression turned serious. He steadied his breathing, gently grasped Skye's hand, and called out, "Ultimate!"

Jon's mind flashed back to the image of that old geezer Joseph transmitting life energy to him, and then he finally managed to mimic that unique breathing rhythm.

With each breath, countless ripples of energy in his blood began to connect in rhythm with his breathing, and a dazzling light burst forth from his hands!

That's right, it was a dazzling light, a light that even surpassed all the ripples, because it was the light emanating from life energy!

"Deep Immortal Vein Swift Movement!!!"

Amidst the rousing shouts, warm ripples of light illuminated the entire medical room. Half of the life energy that Jon had just absorbed was rapidly transmitted back through the Deep Immortal Veins!

The next moment, Skye's face visibly regained its color. Her life, which had been on the verge of collapse due to the loss of too much life energy, was finally pulled back from the brink as her own life energy returned.

Miss Skye is really reckless, but... it's something you're capable of doing, enough already.

"Phew, finally... it's all over." Jon's vision went black. Even his resilient body couldn't withstand the back-and-forth torment, so he fainted again.

When the time stop ended, Coulson and the doctor outside the door were surprised to find that the two people in the medical room had their vital signs maintained at the basic lifeline.

Skye was placed on the hospital bed, her body covered in life support tubes, while Jon slumped over the headboard, unconscious, but judging from his breathing rhythm, he was clearly alright.

"What exactly is going on?" Coulson looked at Dr. Wu beside him, somewhat bewildered. "Could you explain this to me using your professional knowledge?"

"Explain my ass!" The usually refined Dr. Wu cursed, his anger blazing. "In all my years as a doctor, I've never seen such a reckless person!"

"How could they do something so suicidal! Isn't that just courting death?!"

And so, after a series of astonishing maneuvers, Jon and Skye, both lacking life energy, successfully became fellow patients at S.H.I.E.L.D.'s private hospital.

Each person had their own bed, one with a tablet and the other with a drawing board, occasionally answering Fury's boring questions, and also returning Pepper's call.

During their hospitalization, the two met Dr. Wu, a highly skilled doctor. Through Jon's introduction, Tony accepted Dr. Wu's treatment plan and prepared to have surgery at the end of December.

He also missed a lot of things during that time, such as the Stark Expo which Jon missed while he was in a coma, and he didn't get to see Coulson lead the dance on stage, which was a great pity.

Inside the hospital room, Jon's temples throbbed with veins, his bloodshot eyes filled with resistance, his back teeth clenched so tightly they clicked, his expression almost ferocious as he forced out a voice through gritted teeth: "Does it have to be this way, Skye? Are you serious?"

"It has to be this way." Skye slowly raised her head, focused on applying nail polish to his nails, but the dark circles under her eyes were clearly visible. "You have to come with me."

"To save you, I got these huge dark circles under my eyes!" Her voice was filled with grievance and accusation. "Do you know how much I paid? I just learned how to do smoky makeup to cover them up..."

"Wait a minute?" She paused, narrowing her eyes as she stared at Jon's expression, which looked as if he were about to bravely face his death, and demanded, "What's with that expression? Huh?"

(Smoked makeup Skye)

Skye frowned, released the other person's hand, and pinched Jon's grimacing face hard with her black-painted fingertips, saying with dissatisfaction, "I paid such a heavy price! What's wrong with you painting your nails with me? Don't you think it looks cool?"

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"Fine, fine, it's just black nail polish," Jon slapped away the hand pinching his cheek, staring despairingly at his right hand covered in black nail polish, his expression extremely ugly. He complained, "By the way, this isn't cool at all! Damn it, it looks like a pervert!"

"You'll have to pay a price to learn your lesson." Skye's face darkened, and she extended her right hand, looking at him calmly. "Give it to me."

"You! Ugh, never mind." Jon rolled his eyes, hesitated for a moment, and finally handed over his left hand with a very reluctant expression.

To be honest, Jon was quite moved when he learned a few days ago that Skye rushed into the medical room and pulled him back from the brink of death with some astonishing actions.

However, all of this came to an abrupt end when Skye woke up and discovered that she had dark circles under her eyes that might not disappear for a year.

There was no tenderness between lovers, no time for just the two of you. Nothing existed, and it was terrifying, absolutely terrifying!

In just one afternoon, Jon learned just how terrifying a woman who loves beauty could be. Skye displayed a level of study she had never shown even at S.H.I.E.L.D., frantically researching something called smoky makeup.

Then, Jon, lying on his sickbed, merely frowned slightly before being spotted by that petty, cunning, and vengeful evil panda-eyed man.

Sensing his gaze, Skye first stared at his excessively handsome and otherworldly face, then looked in the mirror, and a playful smile appeared on her face.

She discovered that if you ignored Jon's muscular physique, his features were even more delicate and beautiful than a woman's, so... this cunning woman began practicing makeup on Jon's face.

After she finished painting her nails a beautiful black, she insisted that Jon also get a set, claiming that this would make the claw bullets more noticeable, and that it would be a matching set for couples! Completely ignoring Jon's resistant gaze, she forcibly painted his nails.

Faced with Skye's benevolent gaze, Jon could only admit that the launched claw bullets were indeed more conspicuous.

But to be honest, if the nail polish were blue, he might be able to accept it a little... but black... that looks really weird.

Half an hour later, Skye looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction, and a smile finally appeared on her face, although it came at a terrible price.

Jon raised his hand, opened his mouth as if to say something, but swallowed back the swear words that were about to come out. He rubbed his temples in pain, with only one thought in his mind.

He wanted to be discharged, he desperately wanted to be discharged. If this continued, he would have a mental breakdown.

If it weren't for the fact that neither of them had fully recovered, to be honest, he would have run away long ago, even risking being ridiculed by Tony, just to hide at his house! But now, he really had no choice.

"Well, it doesn't matter whether your nails are fine or not, but don't do something so silly again, Skye." He sighed and gave him a serious warning.

"And you're one to talk? What about you? Hmm?" Skye glared at him, a forced smile playing on her lips as she pinched his earlobe. "Didn't we agree to run away from enemies we couldn't defeat?"

"Where did you run off to? Did you go to the hospital? Huh? Say something! Do you know how scary you looked lying in that hospital bed? I was terrified!"

"Huh? Really? Well..." Jon stammered, meeting Skye's increasingly dangerous gaze. "Hahahaha...you, ouch!! Oh—!"

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Coulson pushed the door open and came in just in time to see Skye twisting Jon's ear. He blinked, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Frey wants to see you, Jon."