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"go in."

The pretty nurse pushed open the door to the consulting room, smiled at Weller and said, winked at Weller, and said in a low voice: "Handsome single dad, I'm at the nurse's station. If you need anything, just come to me, my name is Minnie."

Weller was startled for a moment, then smiled and nodded.

"Ok."

When the nurse was about to say something else, a gentle voice came from the consulting room.

"Minnie, please let my patient go."

Minnie smiled, made an ambiguous gesture to Weller, turned and left.

Weller shook his head with a smile, walked into the consulting room with the sleeping little guy in his arms, and finally met Dr. Cullen, who made the nurse feel pity.

Dr. Cullen has a well-proportioned figure and a handsome appearance. His long golden hair is meticulously combed, but his skin is so fair that it is almost pale, but it looks a little sickly.

Looking at the other party's appearance, Weller was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered what the nurse just said.

Dr. Cullen only visits on cloudy days, so you're in luck.

Is that Karen?Carlisle Cullen, the Vegan Vampire Patriarch of Twilight?

Weller had a guess in his mind.

Although we can't rule out coincidence that they look the same, there are too many coincidences.

Weller confirmed his idea, then smiled, stretched out his hand and said, "Hello, Doctor Cullen."

vampire……

If little Hope's growth problem is not solved, this may become a less than perfect solution when push comes to shove.

"Sorry." Karen said apologetically without shaking hands with Weller: "I have mysophobia, so..."

"understand."

Weller took his hand back very naturally and touched little Hope's head.

Carlisle Cullen was a little surprised. Seeing that Weller was not unhappy at all, he reminded with a smile: "Don't take Minnie's matter seriously, she is a beauty person."

"Haha!" Weller chuckled: "It seems that Dr. Karen is often troubled by the enthusiasm of nurses."

"Cough!" Carlisle Cullen made a fist and coughed lightly: "Well, I remember you want to check your daughter, right? Let's get started."

"it is good."

Carlisle Cullen was a very conscientious doctor. He spent some time doing a comprehensive examination on little Hope. After getting the normal results, Weller was relieved.

When it was time to get vaccinated, little Hope burst into tears, which made Weller feel distressed for a while.

"You are a good father."

Carlisle Cullen's eyes were full of praise.

While working in this hospital, he saw many fathers who were impatient with their children.

Weller smiled lightly and said, "By the way, I heard that Dr. Karen is leaving this hospital?"

"Correct."

Carlisle Cullen said helplessly: "The children are not used to the environment here. I have to find a new environment for them."

Weller smiled lightly and said: "A place without sunny weather?"

Carlisle Cullen was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Did Minnie tell you that?"

His smile never faded and his tone remained gentle: "Our family prefers cloudy days."

Weller smiled and said, "Then I wish you a happy move."

"Thank you."

"Then don't bother Dr. Cullen."

Weller stood up with little Hope in his arms, said goodbye to the polite and gentle doctor, and quickly left the hospital.

Standing at the door of the hospital, Weller suddenly laughed.

Speaking of which, although Dr. Carlisle Cullen is a vampire, he is gentler and kinder than most people he has met since traveling to this world.

"So, the word human is just an adjective."

With a sigh, Weller lowered his head and glanced at the little girl who was already sleeping soundly in his arms. He put on the little hat on his clothes, called a taxi and rushed home.

Carlisle Cullen...it's not time to have further contact with the other party.

……

The moonlight is like a gauze, and even the sin-filled Hell's Kitchen is a little more romantic under this moonlight.

But in the alley where the moonlight could not shine, muffled sounds and cries of pain continued to sound.

Pfft!

Finally, along with the sound of falling to the ground, a light humming sounded in the alley.

Weller happily took out the bulging wallets from the arms of each gang member and counted his harvest.

Since the last strengthening, I have become more and more comfortable in doing these tasks.

At this moment, a figure quietly appeared in the shadow of the alley, looking at Weller squatting on the ground quietly with a strange look on his face.

Weller, who was wearing a mask, didn't seem to notice. He skillfully took out all the money in his wallet, threw the deflated wallet into the faces of the gang members, and conveniently threw the gold chains from several gang members. After pulling everything off, he happily put the things away, and strode out of the alley as if he didn't see the person in the shadow.

Didn't the other party see him?

No, the other party had discovered him long ago!

The man in the shadow was startled when he heard Weller's heartbeat that had not changed at all.

Before Weller was about to leave the alley, he finally couldn't hold it back and asked, "Ghost, what's the difference between you and them when you do this?"

Weller paused, thought about it seriously, and asked, "Am I more handsome than them?"

Daredevil, who was wearing a black tights and a scarf covering the upper half of his face, revealing only a pair of dull eyes, was silent for a moment.

He has never seen someone so confident and shameless.

"Ghost, you have been targeted by them."

"Man, your message is out of date."

Weller said calmly, showing no concern.

Daredevil frowned: "Don't underestimate them, there are many of them. What I mean is, we can join forces and I can help you deal with them together!"

He still has a soft spot for ghosts who only attack gang members.

Weller was stunned for a moment, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He was just making extra money, and he didn't want to completely eradicate the gangs or anything.

This is the job of a superhero, and he is not a superhero.

"Help me? How?"

Daredevil said solemnly: "I have a plan. As long as I find relevant evidence, I can..."

"stop!"

Weller raised his hand and said playfully: "Man, you are still a newbie."

Daredevil felt inexplicably embarrassed, just like when he was exposed as a child when he pretended to be an adult.

"It's been a month, about the same time you showed up."

"Ha!" Weller chuckled: "Daredevil, that's what they call you."

Daredevil is a recent addition to Hell's Kitchen's nighttime vigilante.

Due to an accident in his childhood, he was contaminated with radioactive materials and became blind, but it gave him super senses.

Weller had some information about Daredevil flashing through his mind.

Stubborn, naive, with a strong sense of justice...

A standard superhero newbie.

Weller admires such people very much, but joining forces with him or something...

Forget it.

He's in it for money, Daredevil is in it for justice...

The two simply don't get along.

So, Weller waved his hand: "Sorry, I'm not interested."