There seems to be something wrong with my cloak

"You, what did you say?" Stephen felt as if he had misheard

"Stephen, Roxa is crazy." Banner took out the information he just typed out on Friday, "She belongs to post-traumatic stress disorder induced by nightmares after the curse." He finished speaking and looked at the more experienced Tony, " She needs counseling."

"She's much more serious than I was then." Tony smacked his lips, "At least I'm not there yet."

Luo Xia's hand had already been bandaged by Stephen. The originally white and tender hand was bruised and bruised due to the forceful knock on the door, and the bruised area was torn, looking bloody.

At this moment, she was in a coma because of taking Valium, her hair was soaked in sweat, and her hair was naked on her forehead, her slender body was curled up on the bed, her lips were white.

"That can only be psychotherapy." Stephen thought for a while, although he is a surgeon, he understands some of the process of psychotherapy.

"I heard from the FBI that there is a psychiatrist who is helping them solve the case. He looks very powerful." Barton interrupted suddenly. He only came when he heard the sound, "This person is in New York right now."

"Hannibal Lecter." Stephen said

"Correct."

"Let's see her condition first." Stephen picked up the sleeping girl, "I'll wash her and give her a shot of nutrient solution."

Stephen seemed to be a lot lighter now, and his body was not as soft and comfortable to hold as before.

Stephen washed her body, kissed her cheek again, and smoothed her frown.

Putting on a long skirt, he nourished her again.

He estimated that she would wake up in a while, and the effect of the medicine was not as powerful as the curse.

Sure enough, 10 minutes later, Luo Xia woke up again. She screamed in horror and kept sliding her hands in the air. The drip on her right arm was swollen.

He hugged her and could feel her struggling hard, calling his name in a choked voice, which made him very uncomfortable.

He tapped her slightly hard on the back of her weak neck, and the girl's struggle stopped instantly, and she leaned weakly in his arms.

He sighed, and let Friday call Banner, and re-injected the needle on Luo Xia's arm.

"It's not a problem that you always knock her out like this." Banner looked at the red mark on the back of Luoxia's neck and said suddenly.

"The only way now is to kill that person." He took the quilt and covered Luo Xia, "It's just that we don't know where that person is."

"I'll ask Tony." After Banner left, Stephen looked down at the girl in his arms who had been knocked unconscious by him. Her breathing was very shallow, which always gave him a feeling that she would stop at any time.

When he thought of this question himself, his heart ached, he hugged Luo Xia's body tightly, and kissed her face.

Sighed.

Luo Xia didn't wake up until after finishing the nutrition. When Stephen pulled out the needle, she still whimpered and curled up on the bed.

He lay on his side on the bed, hugged the unconscious girl tightly, and followed her back one by one.

She was pale in sleep, and her body was twitching, which made Stephen even more worried. If only he had rushed in before.

He kissed her cheek over and over again, and kept whispering sorry.

Sleepy Luo Xia had another nightmare, this time she couldn't see anything, she could only smell the stench of corpses, and hands with liquid kept touching her body.

She tried to scream but couldn't make a sound, as if something was stuffed in her mouth...

Stephen seemed to feel Lorschach's struggle, her increasingly rapid breathing, and the inability to make a sound when she opened her mouth.

Luo Xia was startled awake.

She tried to make a sound, but there was no way, she stared blankly at Stephen, her breath was short of breath.

"Xia Xia," Stephen said softly, "take a deep breath, be obedient, and take a deep breath."

He told Luo Xia while giving her comfort, but she was still too uncomfortable to make a sound. Stephen patted her on the back vigorously, and Luo Xia cried out with a 'wow'.

She bit her lip, sobbed slightly, and after seeing who was holding her, she pushed him away.

"Xiaxia...I..." He stretched out his hand to grab her, Luoxia shook off his arm without hesitation.

"Don't touch me..." Her voice was cold, she curled up a little away from Stephen

"Xiaxia...I, I'm sorry, I didn't mean that before." He approached Luoxia and tried to explain, but was interrupted by Luoxia's words.

"Stephen... let's break up."

"You, what are you talking about?" His voice raised uncontrollably, "Xia Xia...we..."

"You think... I don't love you enough, indeed," Luo Xia said hoarsely, "You're right, I don't love you as much as you love me, if that's the case, let's break up, I'm still that person Your accomplice, how could he be with you."

"No, Xia Xia, I didn't mean that before." He hugged the struggling Luo Xia into his arms, buried his head on her neck, and kissed her cheek.

"Let go!" Luo Xia pushed him vigorously, thumping him again and again, "Let go!"

She is still sane now, but she always feels a headache.

After struggling for a while, he suddenly lost his strength and passed out.

Stephen was terrified, and hurriedly carried her to Banner.

When Luo Xia woke up for the second time, something was wrong.

She sat on the bed stupidly, always with a frightened face, occasionally screaming, chanting Stephen's name, and kept calling for help.

As long as Stephen was close to her, Luo Xia would cry and scream even more.

She would only be quieter when she was knocked unconscious by Stephen, and Stephen would always hug her distressedly, trying to wake her up like last time.

The result is like this every time, without success.

Stephen's side didn't have much effect. He remembered the psychiatrist Barton had mentioned that day. He had heard about it when he was in the hospital, and it was said that the effect was remarkable. It wouldn't hurt to take Luo Xia to see him for some psychological counseling.

One weekend, he took a comatose Rorschach to Hannibal's counseling room in Baltimore.

Hannibal was a little surprised by the person who came, he knew this person, Stephen Strange.

A famous neurosurgeon.

Now also a member of the Avengers.

"Mr. Strange, long time ago." He stretched out his hand towards Stephen, "I wonder if Mr. Strange has something to ask me for advice?"

Stephen held the man's hand and briefly talked about Luo Xia's situation.

Hannibal then turned his attention to Luo Xia who was sitting on the bench by the door, "She has been in this situation for a few days."

Stephen went out and hugged Luo Xia, "It's been about a week."

"It's psychological trauma disorder." Hannibal sat on the chair he usually sat in, looked at Stephen calmly, and wrote down something in his notebook from time to time.

"She always has nightmares," Stephen thought about Luoxia's previous nightmares, and briefly said a few words to Hannibal.

Luo Xia woke up at this time. She looked around suspiciously, as if she felt a little familiar. When she saw Stephen's face, she flashed a moment of confusion, but when she looked at Hannibal, her eyes A trace of panic slowly appeared in his eyes.

She covered her ears and let out a piercing scream, Stephen hurried over to hug her, Roxa pointed at Hannibal like crazy, and said something tremblingly in his mouth.

"...Evil, devil!"

Hannibal, who was inexplicably accused of being a demon, smiled helplessly, and Stephen gave him an apologetic smile, trying to appease Lorshaw.

"Mr. Strange, you wait outside first, let me say something to this young lady."

"Okay." Before he left, he touched Luo Xia's head, and sat outside worriedly waiting.

"Can you tell me your name?" He said calmly, "Don't be afraid."

"Luo, Luoxia." Luoxia still looked at him vigilantly, "You, you are a... demon..."

When the door was opened, two hours had passed, Stephen got up and looked at Hannibal, "How is she?"

"Stress reaction after trauma." Hannibal said, "It's not very difficult to treat, but it depends on whether the patient is compatible or not. Miss Luoxia seems to be very disgusted with me."

Otherwise, it would be impossible to say something evil, Hannibal thought for a while, and smiled when he thought of the few words Luo Xia said in the room just now.

"The main problem is still being scared. It will be better to do more psychological counseling, and spend more time with her when you have nothing to do."

"Okay, thank you." He went into the room and hugged Luo Xia who was still shrunk in the chair, and returned to the Avengers Building with the hanging ring where Hannibal could not see.

When Luo Xia returned to the room, he kept shrinking under the blanket and couldn't come out, even becoming defensive towards Stephen.

She has lost too much weight recently, eats very little, and sometimes even vomits when she sees food.

She often dreams about dead bodies, and she is now very sensitive to food, and she is now very sensitive to food, and what she is exposed to most now is the nutrient solution.

The skin on the back of the hand and the inner side of the elbow was bruised and purple by the needle, and there was almost no place to prick it. Stephen once forced Luoxia to eat some food, but Luoxia spat out all the soup forced into him.

Because of poor physical condition, the second psychological counseling was stopped, and Luo Xia was always wary of Hannibal.

On the contrary, Qiuqiu would accompany her every day, licking Luoxia's face and hands with her barbed tongue tirelessly every day, and arching her face with her fleshy body.

Using my own way to appease her, the effect is not obvious, but Luo Xia's resistance to Qiuqiu is not so deep, on the contrary, he likes Qiuqiu to be by her side very much.

She and Qiuqiu nestled on the carpet of the floor-to-ceiling windows, she was already sound asleep, Stephen came over with a small blanket to cover the girl who was rarely asleep.

Qiuqiu took a small pillow tailored for herself, got into the quilt, nestled directly on Luoxia's neck, and did not move.

Stephen sat next to Luoxia, letting her head rest on his legs, Qiuqiu heard the sound, bared his teeth at Stephen, and snorted.

He touched Luo Xia's chubby little face, which was absent recently, and lowered his head to kiss her lips, which were slightly cool and bitter with the taste of medicine.

He sighed a little, pulled the quilt for her, and Friday's voice came from the earphone.

"Wanda is back."