The Light of Beauty

"Sorry, that's what he is, but I can swear, he didn't mean anything else. Hello, I'm Pepper Potts, CEO of Stark Industries."

Pepper offered to reach out.

Ryan nodded: "Hi, I'm Ryan Lee."

Although he and Pepper shook hands for no more than a second, the old man next to him still frowned.

"You missed your appointment yesterday," he said.

Antonia stepped forward: "Sorry, that's my problem."

Facing his savior, Tony's expression improved a lot, "Well, you look much better than last night."

"Thank you."

After a while, four people sat around.

Pepper thoughtfully prepared a glass of juice for everyone.

Tony wanted to speak, but she stopped him with a look.

She sat and chatted with Antonia for a while, and after watching Tony finish drinking the juice, she got up and said with a smile, "I still have some work to do, so you can talk slowly, and you can find me anytime if you need it."

After she took the elevator downstairs, Tony immediately got up and went to the wine cabinet.

However, another voice sounded outside the door.

"Sorry, Mister Stark, I'm afraid I can't let you do that."

Tony ignored it and picked up a bottle of wine.

The voice then said: "If you do this again, I will shoot you."

"Happy! I'm your boss!"

Happy stepped forward quickly, and said helplessly: "You shouldn't forget that there is surveillance here, right?"

Tony looked up and looked around, then turned and went back to the couch.

"The two of you should be able to dissuade Ross? I don't want to go."

"This matter is up to you," Ryan said.

Tony frowned: "I don't think it's necessary."

"General Ross's pursuit of Hulk lasted for a long time. Bronski was also his subordinate. The current abomination is because of Hulk's serum. He must also be very interested in the abomination."

Tony spread his hands: "You have made the truth so clear, what else can I do?"

Ryan smiled: "But in the final analysis, General Ross took the initiative, so even in exchange for part of the research data on Hulk and the serum of the abomination, he is very likely to ask for more. And SHIELD is now There is no time for a long-term negotiating back-and-forth with him."

"This is your own business."

"Maybe. But you think you'd like a teammate who hates that?"

Tony glanced at him: "You know the plan, so you should know what they said about me."

Ryan nodded: "Those reports are not within the scope of my consideration, at least in my personal opinion, you are very suitable."

Hearing this, Tony couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, but he quickly suppressed it reservedly.

Seeing this, Ryan continued: "In fact, he would not let a person who just disobeyed his order suddenly become a 'hero' role, so if you go out, he will be happy to keep the hatred locked up."

A moment of silence.

Tony: "We're leaving at noon."

"can."

After finishing the business, Tony stood up abruptly, but suddenly covered his chest in pain.

Seeing this, Happy, who was standing on the side, hurried forward to help: "Sir, how are you?"

Tony pushed him away: "I'm fine..."

Pulling open the bathrobe on the chest, the palm prints are clearly visible.

On the sofa, Antonia turned a blind eye, but Ryan took the initiative to speak when he saw this scene.

"You are hurt?"

Tony still shook his head: "No problem, just a little injury."

"Maybe... I can help you."

Tony turned around immediately: "Are you a doctor?"

"No, but I have my own way."

After a while.

Tony was lying on the sofa with his upper body bare, Ryan's hand was pressed against his chest, and there was a milky white pure radiance in his palm.

"Are you a wizard?" Tony asked, looking at his hands.

"No."

"What's the situation now?"

Ryan stared intently: "Confidential."

Tony raised an eyebrow.

White light slowly penetrated into his chest, and the black and blue palm prints slowly faded away.

The healing effect of light energy is also a new discovery of Ryan in the past month, and it has a strong repairing effect on the cells of carbon-based organisms.

The difference between damage and healing does not lie in the energy index of the light energy released, but is very idealistically based on Ryan's personal will.

"It's quite comfortable." Tony twisted his body.

Ryan didn't answer.

Tony looked at his profile.

Suddenly, he murmured softly: "It's really quite similar."

Ryan rolled his eyes: "What did you say?"

Tony shook his head: "Nothing."

After a while, Ryan stopped.

Tony sat up and looked down, only to find that there was no trace of it.

So, he immediately said: "Are you interested in working in Stark Industries, I can give you..."

"Sorry, I don't want to change careers yet."

"I give ten times the price to this lady, but I am willing to give you thirty times. You can be my personal doctor, and maybe work as a masseuse occasionally. Anyway, I was very comfortable just now."

Ryan shook his head, unmoved.

Tony looked at him for a while, then suddenly said, "I guess S.H.I.E.L.D. doesn't know your abilities yet?"

"How?" Ryan smiled.

"If it were me, I sure wouldn't send a great doctor to Secret Service...WTF?!"

Tony's sudden transformation and surprise came from Ryan's right hand.

The white and pure lightsaber suddenly appeared, the flowing light was extremely bright, and the clear light energy that continued to bloom slowly diffused, the soft breath, the power of light, full of indescribable divinity.

The white light spots floating from the body of the sword twinkled and danced like stars. It penetrated into everyone's body without hesitation, nourishing and purifying their body and spirit at the same time.

The moment Happy saw the lightsaber, he turned his hand to touch the gun, but now he has put down his arm and actively reached out to touch the light spot in the air.

Every bit of light that melted into his fingertips would bring a satisfied smile to his face.

"What's this?" Tony recovered from his immersion.

Ryan raised his sword in front of him: "What kind of medical device do you think this is?"

Tony's mouth twitched.

"Okay! I now believe you're not a doctor."

Ryan turned his wrist, and the sword body melted into light.

"Oh, some more, some more..." whispered Happy.

A few seconds later, hearing the silence around him, Happy opened his eyes, only to see three pairs of eyes staring at him.

In an instant, that fat face flushed red.

"Ahem! It's time for me to go out on patrol, bye."

Tony looked at his back: "I want to fire him."

Ryan explained: "His body should have many problems, so the reaction to the power of light will be stronger."

"The power of light?" Tony looked back. "Is this your power? It sounds quite appropriate. What do you have to do with the Vatican?"

"No connection."

Tony thought for a while, then suddenly laughed, and stepped forward to wrap his arms around Ryan's shoulders.

"From the first time I saw you, I felt kind. You and I, as well as the power of light just now, must be very destined, so we can have a good chat."