Forced to focus on daily life [Comprehensive English and American]

It was another sunny afternoon, the window of the ward was opened a little, the wind blowing into the room from the outside, gently lifted the corner of the curtains, casting swaying light and shadows on Rosie's face lying on the hospital bed.

Rosie closed her eyes with a calm expression and steady breathing, as if she was asleep. After the doctor checked that there was no problem, he closed the medical record and turned to the person sitting next to her: "If I remember correctly, the last time Miss Mathers was admitted to the hospital, brought in by Mr. Stark."

The young and handsome blond man frowned and nodded: "Oh...that's..."

"When Iron Man was thrown out by Hulk, it just hit Miss Mathers."

"..."

"This time?"

The blond man seemed a little troubled: "She was thrown from a height of [-] meters by the mechanical birdman, and then I caught her, as if... she was frightened by me."

"..." The doctor was silent for a while, "May the Lord bless this poor Miss Mathers."

All of this short and heavy conversation fell into Rosie's ears.

She felt that the doctor was right, she was indeed very poor.

She didn't really faint. After all, she was a bad girl who had been in Brooklyn for many years, and she had seen big scenes. Naturally, she wouldn't faint just because she saw Captain America in person. It's just that Captain America thought she looked familiar. All kinds of pictures of Captain America looking through the hundreds of expressionless selfies in her phone, and then tearing off her vest on the spot, all of a sudden overreacted, and used the frequently used fainting Skill.

She woke up thinking about it, but she didn't expect Captain America to grab the sleeve of a passerby who was running past them immediately after a brief moment of daze, and begged, "Please lend me your cell phone, I need a car." ambulance."

Rosie, who had fainted at that time, was struggling to sit up and told the team leader that she could still hold on, but she didn't expect to hear that upright and magnetic voice say in the next second: "Sir, your mobile phone doesn't have a keyboard, I will Can't operate, can you call the emergency number for me?"

Rosie: "..."

God knows how difficult it is to hold back a smile as a person with fake dizziness, and when she managed to hold back and managed to maintain a calm expression, the 911 emergency call had already been dialed.

So there was this scene in the ward at this time, a doctor who received two consecutive patients who went to the emergency room because of superheroes, and a superhero who was a little at a loss for the first time when someone was scared and fainted in front of him. hero.

The emergency doctor sighed and said earnestly: "I looked at Miss Mathers' medical records, she seems to have a heart attack, so she carries nitroglycerin with her, so..."

Captain America said in a heavy tone: "Okay, I understand, please trouble the doctor."

After the doctors and nurses went out, Rosie breathed a sigh of relief and slowly opened her eyes. Because she had closed her eyes for a long time, the sudden sunlight outside the window made her squint subconsciously. The captain immediately got up, walked to the window, and quickly closed the blackout curtain, the light in the room was reduced to an acceptable level for her, and Captain America had already walked slowly to her hospital bed.

She first saw a pair of strong long legs in jeans, and then an extremely chic brown leather jacket. There was an apologetic expression on that handsome and eye-catching face. She didn't smile, and her eyes looked a little dignified.

"Captain..." Rosie said with some doubts, "When did you... change your clothes?"

Captain America was stunned, then touched his nose, and said, "The emergency doctor said...Miss Mathers, because of the two consecutive encounters, you may have a certain resistance and fear to the superheroes in New York, so I……"

One-click dressup?

Rosie: "..."

"A little change of clothes that won't irritate you too much," Captain America said.

Rosie: "..."

No, no, I prefer the way you wear tights, where you can unscrupulously appreciate the muscle lines on your body, the raised pectoral muscles, the well-developed biceps, and the piece by piece abdominal muscles...

Thinking about it this way, it seems a little exciting...

"Sorry, Miss Mathers." Captain America suddenly said standing in front of the hospital bed.

Rosie's thoughts were pulled back abruptly, and she slowly raised her head to look at Captain America.

Captain America pulled over the chair in front of the window, sat down slowly, and said, "After being reminded by the emergency doctor just now, I suddenly remembered where I saw you. More than half a year ago, Tony said that there was a girl I saved his life, but he was hit by him wearing armor and was seriously injured and unconscious, so he will wait in the hospital until the girl wakes up. I went to him once, and the girl who was lying on the hospital bed The girl—that is, Miss Mathers, you are still in a coma."

Rosie blinked her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that Captain America wasn't talking about the hundred or so selfies in her phone.

"I'm sorry, Miss Mathers." Captain America said solemnly.

Rosie shook her head, trying her best to make her voice soft and weak: "No, it's not the captain's fault, I know, it's my own fault."

"You can call me Steve." Captain America said with a smile.

Rosie nodded and smiled weakly: "You can call me Rosie..."

Her voice suddenly stopped, her expression became solemn, and then she reached out to touch her trouser pocket, but found nothing. At that moment, her eyes widened, with despair in her eyes.

Steve frowned and asked, "What are you looking for?"

"My mobile phone..." Rosie covered her face with her hands, her tone sad, "I was going to go to work, but now I am in the hospital, I have to report to my boss, but I found that my mobile phone is missing, I just lost it yesterday A mobile phone..."

Before she finished speaking, Steve said, "Do you remember your office phone number? You can use my phone."

She rubbed her forehead, raised her head, and said, "I don't remember, but I can import contacts through icloud..." She paused, and looked at the one in Steve's hand, which looked like it was about ten years old. He looked up at the expression on Steve's face again, looking up at the Nokia candy bar phone of the previous style.

Steve's handsome and eye-catching face does not show any joking expressions, his eyes are upright and his expression is dignified. He is a very normal person who is worried about an accident on the way to work and is forced to lie in the emergency department of the hospital and urgently wants to call The appearance of a senior girl whose boss explained the situation.

Yes, elders.

Probably in this world, only the elderly are still using mobile phones with styles that are incompatible with the present.

"I don't know what icloud is, you can figure it out yourself," Steve said.

"I..." Rosie opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

When she was a bad girl who had been in Brooklyn for many years, she only had a preliminary understanding of Marvel superheroes. She knew that there was Iron Man, but she didn’t know that Iron Man was a person who would give a lifesaver a motorcycle; I also know about Captain America, but I don’t know that Captain America is a person who is still using the elderly machine in the 21st century.

How is she going to explain to Captain America that she can't use a Nokia phone to import contact information from Apple's iCloud?

With slightly trembling hands, she reached out to the antique Nokia mobile phone in Steve's hand, and just when her fingertips were about to touch the edge of the mobile phone, the mobile phone suddenly rang.

Nostalgic classic Nokia ringtones.

Steve was also stunned for a moment, and gave Rosie a sorry look, then pressed the call button with a somewhat unfamiliar movement, and put the phone to his ear.

A man dressed in avant-garde and handsome, as if riding a Mocha motorcycle, could play Mission: Impossible, awkwardly holding a Nokia mobile phone to make a call, no matter how you look at it, it is against harmony.

Rosie even felt that when she played the golden songs of the 60s in the ward, the blond man would twist his waist to the beat.

...It would be nice to be able to twist in that tights.

Just when her thoughts were drifting away, Steve had finished making the phone call, then turned to look at Rosie, who was vacant, frowned, and then went to touch the nitroglycerin on the trauma cabinet of the hospital bed, fortunately Rosie immediately came back to her senses, hurriedly shook her hands, and smiled weakly: "No...no need, I don't need this yet..."

With an obvious relieved expression on Steve's face, he sat back on the chair next to the bed and said, "It was Tony's call just now."

"Oh." Rosie nodded, and was about to ask which "Tony" it was, when Steve said, "He said that Miss Mathers is an intern at the Stark Corporation."

Oh, it seems that it is her boss Tony Stark who is sitting on the top floor of the Stark Building overlooking almost the entire Manhattan and who is likely to take off on the spot.

"He said he had learned about what happened through the media, gave you three days of paid vacation, and was sorry, he shouldn't have given you a motorcycle with the same color tone as his armor, and he would ask for a new motorcycle Ms. Lambert is driving to your garage."

Rosie: "...I don't need it anymore, thank you."

"Uh..." Steve smiled, "but Ms. Lambert has already left."

Rosie: "..."

She swears that even if the traffic in Manhattan is paralyzed, she will never touch a wheel of that motorcycle!

"I hope he can put a pair of wings on the new motorcycle," Rosie said.

Steve smiled and shook his head.

Mr. Mathers and Mrs. Mathers had already arrived at the hospital in the afternoon. Rosie didn't plan to notify them, so as not to worry about these two parents who always make a fuss, but she still missed the powerful New York media. To a certain extent, she encountered an accident during the morning rush hour in Manhattan. Before ten o'clock, the scene of her being thrown from a height of [-] meters by the mechanical birdman holding her collar had already been played on the video media in turn.

Of course, Rosie, who lost her spare phone again, was unaware of all this.

When Mr. Mathers and Mrs. Mathers arrived at the hospital, the nurse was putting a cuff on Rosie's arm and was about to measure blood pressure. Frightened, he pressed the airbag fiercely, and the cuff tightened suddenly, causing the veins on Rosie's forehead to twitch.

Before she could react, Mrs. Mathers had already stepped on her high heels and rushed to her window, threw herself on her body, and said in a crying voice: "Baby! My Rosie! Are you hurt?" ! I brought nitroglycerin!"

"I..." Rosie opened her mouth weakly, and as soon as she uttered a word, Mr. Mathers said sadly: "I should insist on riding a motorcycle to see you off! This way the gangsters won't bully you, a weak single woman." !"

"Actually..." It's the motorcycle's problem, not mine.

"Baby! Let's go home! Who knows if that gangster will not give up and come to the hospital to harm you!"

"Also..." It's not that scary.

"We don't worry! Baby!"

Rosie: "..."

She couldn't get in at all.

Only the nurse who was frightened before said weakly: "Miss Mathers is in poor health and was frightened again. The doctor suggested staying in the hospital for observation overnight."

Mrs. Mathers snapped, "We're worried, it's too unsafe!"

"But..." But going home is no different from going to the hospital.

As soon as Rosie uttered two words, she heard a steady voice from outside the crowd saying: "I will stay in the hospital tonight to protect Miss Mathers."

Rosie: "..."

Mrs. Mathers turned her head and saw only a handsome blond man in a leather jacket and jeans. Her eyes lit up when she saw the figure and face of this man, and Rosie, who was already quite familiar with this mother, felt a little nervous. Headache, she knew, Mrs. Mathers's occupational disease had happened again.

"Mom, he's Captain America, he can neither pose in calvinklein's underwear nor put on diorhomme's clothes as a statue." Rosie said weakly.

Steve: "???"

Mrs. Mathers looked Steve up and down again, with a bit of regret in her eyes: "Well, I can't even recognize Captain America when I put on my clothes."

Steve: "???"

Rosie: "..."

"However, with Captain America protecting you, your father and I can rest assured." Mrs. Mathers exhaled and rubbed Rosie's hair, "Sleep peacefully in the hospital, and tomorrow morning I will and your dad to pick you up."

Rosie: "..."

No, as long as she thinks about how to become a night witch and go out to do bad things under Captain America's nose, she can no longer feel at ease.

The author has something to say: I came back late today, and the double update will be pushed to orz tomorrow

Tomorrow, I will take the cat for a reexamination, go to the gym to exercise, have double shifts, and start writing "Learn about Digging to Survive".

Really busy hehehehe.

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