Chapter 71 Humans Are Never Simple

"I don't understand."

Christine frowned and looked at Ryan who had lost his composure.

"There are some things I would try to advise you not to touch, like what you have in your hand right now."

Ryan said as he walked towards her.

"I will explain my illegal actions to you, but now"

He stopped and stretched out his hand to Christine, "Give me what you have in your hand."

Christine looked at the other person's nervous expression, and many doubts arose in her heart.

Why does he care so much about this thing?!
“Is it important to you?”

Christine hesitated and handed the thing in her hand to Ryan.

"of course."

Ryan took the CT chart and breathed a sigh of relief.

These materials were left behind by him without Peter's consent.

If the other party knew about this, it would definitely not end well for me.

Although the other party is an ordinary high school student, he will not be deceived by his appearance.

Ryan even suspected that the Spider-Man who appeared in New York City was Peter Parker!
The embryo on the other person's chest mutated into the shape of a spider, and it was hard for him not to associate something with it.

“Is this your patient’s information?”

Christine glanced in the direction of the door, ready to run if anything went wrong.

"I'm sorry, but I usually keep my patients' information confidential."

Ryan shook his head and took a step closer to Kristen.

"But this is impossible. It presents characteristics that are contrary to all the science we know."

Christine took a deep breath and forced herself to recover from the shock.

"what is this?"

"Whatever it is, it's none of your business, Dr. Palmer."

Ryan looked a little impatient.

He pointed to the door and said to Christine, "You should leave now."

Christine wanted to say something else, but seeing the other party's increasingly impatient expression, she finally didn't say it.

After Christine left, Ryan closed the office door and walked to his desk.

Opening the drawer, he wanted to put the documents into it.

But after hesitating for a moment, he walked to the file shredder.

After turning on the machine, he inserted the CT table into the running machine.

As he watched the documents being shredded into tiny pieces, his inner uneasiness gradually faded away.

Even if Christine guessed something, as long as she destroyed this thing, the secret would not be leaked.

This way you can avoid the possibility of getting yourself into trouble.

"Are you worried, Christine?"

The next morning.

Strange looked at Christine, who had dark circles under her eyes, and said to her, "You don't look very well."

"I'm fine, I just couldn't sleep last night."

"Insomnia?"

Strange nodded. "Well, as a doctor, I can give you some appropriate advice, but from a psychological perspective, I think you might be more receptive."

"Okay, what's your opinion?"

As Strange put on his work clothes, he said to her, "When you have insomnia, it's because you wake up in someone else's dream."

Christine put on a medical mask and glared at the other person, "You are a doctor, not a dream magician."

Strange disagreed with the other party's words, "Psychology has many applications in neurology, and it's not all nonsense." "Thank you for your psychological comfort joke, Strange, but it's useless. I have no interest in waking up in other people's dreams."

"Then change your opinion - 'Maybe you need to take a break'. This is the most reasonable opinion after excluding psychology."

After Strange changed into his work clothes, he walked towards the operating room with Christine and suggested to his partner.

"Need not."

Christine shook her head and she suddenly stopped.

Strange stopped as she did, "What's wrong?"

"I"

She hesitated for a moment and asked Strange, "What do you think of Peter Parker?"

"Why do you ask this question suddenly?"

"Because you two seem to know each other well."

"You can't think we're friends just because he slapped me."

Strange took off his mask and breathed in some fresh air.

"I can feel that there is something hidden in him. Maybe it's just an illusion, but he is definitely different from other teenagers."

Christine nodded.

Could the being that I saw and caused me to lose sleep all night be Peter Parker?
Midtown High School.

As soon as Peter stepped onto campus, he realized something was wrong.

"One of the two most shocking events of the 21st century was the assassination of President John F. Kennedy in 1963. Peter, do you know the other one?"

Before he could take in what was going on, his thoughts were interrupted by Gwen.

"not sure what it is?"

Gwen was holding a newspaper in her hand. She looked at the words on it and said to Peter, "Another thing is that two superhero Spider-Men appeared in New York."

After reading the news, Gwen's head popped out from behind the newspaper.

"Everyone seems to be interested in Spider-Man."

Gwen put down the newspaper and her mood became happier.

"etc."

Gwen soon discovered that the Daily Bugle did not seem to give a positive review.

"Both of these events have become household names due to the mass media, and both of these events almost reveal a terrible fact, that is, some things seem to have ended, but at the same time, other things have already begun irreversibly, and the future is uncertain."

Gwen thought the paper was being sarcastic.

"If you can make a comparison, then the so-called superheroes, the Spider-Mans, are playing the role of Lee Harvey Oswald - the trigger of the disaster."

Gwen's mood suddenly turned bad.

"Okay, I declare this newspaper permanently blacklisted by me."

She decided to put the newspaper on her blacklist permanently.

"Do you like Spider-Man?"

Peter asked Gwen as she put the newspaper down.

"Which one did you say? Spider-Man or the new Spider-Man?"

Gwen blinked and without waiting for Peter to speak, she said, "Well, I like both."

"They are all very special, and helping others is a cool thing, isn't it?"

Gwen let out a breath and continued, "Whether it's what you've experienced before or the bullying that I often see, I always want to help. If I had such power, I would become special, so I like them."

She praised herself without blushing or beating her heart.

"Ah."

Peter nodded, "But this is the norm. So-called superheroes alone can rarely change anything."

"Instead of saving the self-esteem and self-image of a lower-ranking bird, or gently lifting it up from the dust, they will immediately and callously drive it away."

(End of this chapter)