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The old man was buried in the grave.

Tony had never told anyone about the chest device that absorbed the shrapnel in his body.

The only one who knew was Pepper.

But Pepper obviously couldn't tell Xu Mo about this.

So where did Xu Mo know about it?

Tony looked around the room with his eyes wide open.

"God, did you secretly install a bug or a camera in my room?"

"This is not what a good citizen should do!"

Tony turned around and found nothing, so he returned to Xu Mo.

"Jarvis, help me check if there is any networked surveillance equipment in the villa!"

"Okay sir!"

In less than a minute, Jarvis' electronic voice sounded again in the room.

"Sir, no surveillance equipment has been found in the villa so far!"

Xu Mo sat on the sofa, looking at Tony's angry look, with a slight smile on his face.

"Don't worry, I don't have that kind of perverted hobby. I'm not interested in what you did in the room at all!"

"The reason I know about the shrapnel is because of my ability!"

As he said that, Xu Mo waved his right hand gently.

The knife and fork in the kitchen next to him flew over suddenly under the effect of mental power, and finally stopped in the air between the two of them, slowly rotating.

This is the reason he had thought of long ago.

And the reason why he revealed the illusion that he could only control metal was to leave a trump card.

In this way, even if it is exposed, with the precedent of Magneto, people will accept his setting that he can only control metal without any doubt.

In this way, it is possible that he will save his life at any time.

"Wodfake!!"

Seeing this scene, Tony's expression was even more exaggerated than before.

"Mutants?"

"Magneto?"

"Are you Eric's illegitimate son?"

"Tony, if you don't take care of your mouth, I can't guarantee that this knife and fork won't be stuck in your mouth the next moment!"

Xu Mo looked at the other party unhappily.

"Sorry, I... I'm just too excited!"

After a long time, Tony calmed down his excitement.

After learning about the shrapnel in his blood, Tony certainly thought about how to take them out.

Conventional medical skills can't do it for the time being.

As for unconventional methods, the first thing he thought of was Magneto.

Two years ago, the scene of Magneto controlling the Golden Gate Bridge was clearly imprinted in the minds of every American. It is almost common knowledge that the other party has the ability to control metal.

Relying on this ability, the other party should be able to easily take out the shrapnel in his blood.

Unfortunately, that time can be regarded as the last glory of Magneto.

After that, he was injected with mutant serum and became an ordinary old man.

He also sent people to privately look for mutants with similar abilities, but he never had any clues.

During this period, he also found that because of the Ark reactor in his chest, the palladium in his blood exceeded the standard, and his body had some signs of palladium poisoning.

Although he took some measures.

But if it continues.

Within three years, the toxin will cause irreversible damage to him.

Xu Mo's ability made him see hope again.

After thinking for less than ten seconds, Tony breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, you win!"

"What color armor do you like?"

...

After the two discussed the details of the armor.

Tony couldn't wait to pull Xu Mo to the medical room on the second floor of the villa.

Under Xu Mo's struggle.

Tony not only helped him make a set of armor, but also helped Xu Mo make a set every time the armor was updated in the future.

Xu Mo glanced at the seven or eight doctors around him.

"I don't think you need to make such a big scene. I don't intend to reveal my secrets!"

Hearing this, Tony also reacted.

Because of Magneto's crazy behavior, ordinary people now have some rejection of mutants.

He can understand that Xu Mo doesn't want to reveal his identity.

Tony, lying on the operating table, waved away the doctors.

Licking his lips that were cracked due to nervousness.

"Dude, do you promise that we don't need to go to the hospital and can get it done here?"

Originally, Tony planned to go to the hospital. In that case, if something happened,

If there is an accident, there is still room for recovery.

But Xu Mo insisted that he could just find a room.

That's why they came to this medical room.

Xu Mo saw Tony's nervous look.

He could only comfort him.

"Don't worry, I won't joke about this matter. It doesn't matter if you die, but it won't work if no one helps me make armor!"

"Even if it's for my armor, I won't let anything happen to you!"

Tony pouted and gave Xu Mo a thumbs up.

"You are really good at comforting people!"

When there were only two of them in the room.

Xu Mo started directly.

He first controlled the shrapnel to flow into a small blood vessel on his arm that could barely accommodate it, and then tied a tourniquet on both sides.

With a thought, several small shrapnel flew out.

The whole process took less than a minute.

Tony was still confused until Xu Mo controlled several shrapnel to fall into Tony's hands.

"I'll leave this thing for you as a souvenir!"

Xu Mo opened the door and looked at the group of private doctors waiting outside.

"You can come in and help him stop the bleeding!"

After saying that, his expression suddenly changed, staring at a familiar figure standing among the doctors, with a playful smile on his face.

Tony looked at the shrapnel in his hand, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

"Is it... over?"

Touching the position of his chest, the usual feeling of suffocation has completely disappeared.

As the doctors rushed into the room.

Xu Mo turned around and left.

In the medical room.

Tony looked at a group of doctors who were staring at him at a loss and shouted.

"Hurry up and bandage me!"

Seeing the small wound on Tony's arm, a doctor in the crowd hurried up, opened the medicine box, and began to disinfect him.

At this time, a doctor standing next to him looked at the wound exposed after wiping off the blood.

"Mr. Tony, your wound really needs to be bandaged as soon as possible!"

Hearing the other party's tone, Tony, who was observing the shrapnel in his hand, changed his expression.

"What do you mean, it's serious?"

The other doctors also looked at him with puzzled eyes.

After all, no matter how you look at it, this is just an ordinary small wound. Although the vein was injured, it is only a superficial small vein in terms of the location and the amount of bleeding, plus there is a tourniquet.

It is definitely not a serious injury.

"You misunderstood, the wound is not serious!"

The doctor next to him smiled.

"I mean, if you don't bandage it quickly, the wound will heal!"

Hearing the other party's obvious ridicule of him, Tony was a little embarrassed and angry.

"Which hospital are you a doctor in? I want to complain to you!"

"Of course, this is your right!"

The doctor who helped him bandage took out a business card and handed it to Tony.

"I am currently a surgeon at Mount Sinai Hospital. You can call me Strange!"

After speaking, Strange walked directly outside.

As a well-known surgeon at Mount Sinai Hospital, he turned down an important surgical operation and came here to see patients under the mandatory order of the dean, but he didn't expect that he could only bandage wounds, a job that a trainee nurse could easily do.

These people are simply wasting medical resources.