Tony was half lying on the operation, naked/topless, and beckoned to Martha.

"come over."

Martha walked over to Tony and looked at the hole in his chest and then at Tony's face.

"Why, scared?" Tony said with a smile.

"Don't laugh at this time, it's not funny!" Martha moved her hand close to Tony's chest, fearing that it would hurt Tony, she retracted before touching it.

"Does it hurt?"

"No pain, no feeling at all."

This time Tony tensed his face and said seriously.

"And then?"

"Little girl," Tony said, "grown-ups don't yell at a little injury."

"If you're afraid, call Pepper back."

Martha looked into Tony's eyes, "I, no, afraid."

"Okay, okay, then don't shake your hands." Tony smiled and directed Martha, "There is a thread in the chest, take it out, and don't touch the surrounding metal walls."

Martha put her hand into Tony's chest and touched the things inside. How to say, it's hard to describe the feeling, it's probably similar to the feeling of popping a bunch of slugs with her hands.

Feeling the thread without changing her expression, Martha pulled it out smoothly.

"Yes, very good. I wanted to tell you that there are pustules inside, but seeing how calm you are, I think you won't be afraid."

Martha looked at Tony coldly, the corners of her mouth curled up, and she held up the copper wire in her hand, "I can stretch it in once, and I can stretch it out a second time, do you want me to crush your little heart?"

……

Tony was startled, and immediately changed the subject: "After pulling out the copper wire, put this." Tony took a blue device from the table next to him, "Put it in."

"Fast, it's up to you whether my little heart can beat."

Martha took a deep breath, "Understood."

After receiving the life-threatening device, Martha quickly pulled out the copper wire with one hand. The lower end of the copper wire was connected to something similar to the device Tony gave, and put the device into the hole with one hand.

"Put the wire in the wireway," Tony said.

Martha put things in the right place as she was told, and finally watched Tony install them.

The device on his chest glowed blue, and Tony smiled and said, "Thank you, you helped me a lot."

"Someone installed this thing for you, right? Where is that person?" Martha asked while holding the replaced device.

"Ah, probably." Tony said nonchalantly.

"Then how to deal with this thing?"

"It's up to you, just don't let me see it." Tony said casually.

Martha put away the device, and continued to ask: "Mr. Stark, why did you ask me to do this? I, a person of unknown origin, if I want to do anything wrong to you..."

Martha paused and said, "You should find a professional team to help."

"First of all, I don't need to make this incident of mine known to everyone. As I said before, children cry because they are injured. Everyone knows about it."

"Second, you are my daughter. If you want to kill me, I will admit it."

Tony got dressed, but the light from the blue device still shone through.

"Third, who am I, Tony Stark, will I die because of this kind of thing?" Tony said with a smile, "Aren't you very imposing just now, you said all the words 'squeeze your heart', It seems that you really have a bad temper."

"Don't talk about you, yours, isn't it normal to speak just now? I'm sure you will call me Tony."

Martha stood where she was, this unexpected trust made Martha stunned.

After a while, Martha organized her words and said, "I'm not grumpy, I'm just worried about you. Because when you face questions you don't want to answer, you always use nonsense to change the subject, so that others will retreat when they are difficult, and have nothing to say. Said, secretly changing the concept to make other people play around. So I can only say that, let you shut up. "

"Just like just now, you didn't answer me if it hurts, but you said it aside. But how can it not hurt? Everyone can hurt, and you have such a big hole in your chest. It's okay to admit that it hurts, no one will laugh at you. "

"After that, you still didn't tell the truth about the professional medical team coming to help you. In fact, it's because your popularity is really bad. You can't even find anyone other than Miss Potts to help you. "

"Yes, because you said to call Miss Potts to make sure you really have no one else to trust. Miss Potts, who is so busy with several jobs, just left to do something for you, and she is about to be killed by you return."

"Finally," Martha took a deep breath, "Tony, I'm really happy to have your trust."

Martha showed a bright smile, her blue eyes fixed on Tony firmly, "Then can I visit you often? If you need any help from me, I'm not as busy as Miss Potts, just give me Call up."

Tony's expression was uncertain, but when Martha looked at him, he showed a super exaggerated expression, "Wow, you are really good at talking, you brazen guy, you are 18 years old and still in high school, what can you do for me?"

Tony said as he walked towards the stairs, but when he turned around, the expression on his face disappeared, and there was a strange feeling in his heart, which wasn't annoying, but it couldn't be ignored.

Halfway up the stairs, Tony said: "I have kept your room all the time, you can come and live anytime." Then he disappeared at the top of the floor.

Tony was lying on the bed, unable to sleep. What happened in Afghanistan was still vivid in his mind, and Yingsen's death seemed to be right in front of him.

When the screen turned, Martha smiled and said, if she wanted to help him.

From childhood to adulthood, Tony, who can do everything with ease, has numb everyone, because he is Tony Stark, and it is a matter of course to accomplish everything.

No one cared about him and loved him, so Tony gradually felt that he didn't need to care and love him.

Today, Martha's words are like a small stone thrown into the lake, causing ripples.

Tony didn't understand the feeling, whether it was moving or what.But his heart was full, Tony supported the reactor on his chest, and asked himself if it hurts?

It doesn't seem to hurt anymore.

There is a blue sky in the dream.

Martha watched Tony go to rest and asked Jarvis for Pepper's number.

"Shall I call Miss Potts?"

Martha hesitated, "Call it."

The call was connected quickly, and Pepper's voice was sober, and it could be heard that he hadn't rested yet.

Presumably thinking it was Tony's call, Pepper said, "What's the matter, Tony?"

"It's me, Miss Potts."

"Hello, Miss Luke, is there anything I can do?"

"I'm sorry to disturb your rest, Tony is fine, but I have something to tell you." Martha said.

Hearing Martha's words, Pepper smiled gratifiedly and said, "Please tell me what you need."

"That's right." Martha paused, "I suspect that Tony is suffering from PTSD, or it's in the early stage of the disease."

The author has something to say:

It's stuck.

Nini, who wants to write about flesh and blood, is actually very fragile.

Probably the writing is still not good enough, and the turning point is a bit blunt, so please take it lightly.

I edited the text a little bit, the changes are not big, maybe it will be better when I write the later part.

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