When Hawk returned home, his younger sister, Lorna, hadn't come back yet.
Hawk was a bit surprised, but he thought it was a good thing.
After all, if Lorna were home, she would definitely ask him if he had gone on a date with some other bitch again.
As he got older, Hawk felt that Lorna's 'brother complex' was getting more and more serious.
Thankfully...
Hawk felt a bit fortunate that through persuasion and education, he had made Lorna understand the importance of studying; although she hadn't completely turned back from the wrong path she'd been led down during puberty, at least she had made a U-turn.
Although Hawk felt he didn't experience puberty in this life, he had gone through it in his previous life, so he naturally knew how difficult it was to correct the misguided thoughts of a teenage girl.
So Hawk was very fortunate, even very pleased, and he immediately opened the refrigerator, took out a box of beef, and planned to go to the backyard to celebrate his double blessing.
Four million commission received.
Corrected his sister's misguided thoughts.
Isn't this a double blessing?
No.
It's a triple blessing.
Just as Hawk was barbecuing in the backyard, he received a call from Gongrong Insurance, who, after verifying the claim information and some basic details, stated that the new car they would compensate him for would have all procedures completed within two days, and then the new car would be delivered to the location Hawk designated.
So...
Educated his sister, earned money, and got a new car.
This was a triple blessing.
Just as Hawk was savoring his bourbon and eating the freshly grilled beef, his sister, Lorna, rushed home.
Hawk looked at Lorna, who was rushing through the door, and blinked.
Lorna also looked at Hawk, who was sitting at the bar, enjoying bourbon and eating beef, and blinked.
"Why are you home?"
"..."
Hawk fell silent.
Why did that sound so Strange?
It's the weekend, if I'm not home, where else would I be?
"Uh..."
Hawk looked around in confusion, then looked at Lorna with some uncertainty, thinking he had forgotten something: "If I'm not home, where should I be?"
Lorna directly said, "The hospital."
Hawk opened his mouth; he felt Lorna was cursing him.
"Why should I be at the hospital?"
"You don't know!"
"..."
Hawk didn't want to talk anymore, just looked at Lorna, who was speaking in riddles as soon as she entered the door, utterly speechless.
"Gwen's father and uncle are currently in the hospital for emergency treatment; the class group chat just said so, didn't you see it?"
"...No."
"...Forget it, let's go."
Lorna also opened her mouth, then shook her head, threw her backpack on the sofa, and rushed upstairs: "Wait for me, I'll change my clothes, then we'll go to the hospital."
Hawk watched Lorna rush in, then rush upstairs, and before he could even speak, Lorna had already disappeared down the second-floor corridor.
A moment later.
Lorna, having changed her clothes, once again rushed downstairs.
"Let's go."
"Wait a minute."
Hawk quickly stopped Lorna, who was about to rush out, his expression a bit Strange as he stroked his chin: "I don't remember, weren't you very much against me dating Gwen?"
"Yes, why?"
"..."
Hawk didn't speak; he began to consider if he had over-educated her.
Lorna looked at the silent Hawk, also paused, then instantly understood what Hawk was thinking, and a look of realization appeared on her face.
"Oh, I understand what you mean."
"Oh, my foot."
"This is different."
Lorna looked at Hawk and said, "I hate you being with Gwen because I was here first, but this time it's not Gwen who's hospitalized, it's Detective George Stacy, two different things. Besides, all our classmates will go, and if we don't, wouldn't that be too unsociable? You told me that another reason Mutants failed was because they had no friends."
As she spoke.
Lorna even winked mischievously at Hawk.
Hawk opened his mouth.
By the time Hawk recovered from what he didn't know was helplessness or relief, he and Lorna had already parked the Chevrolet car he had bought for Lorna in the New Amsterdam Hospital parking lot.
Upon reaching their destination, the corridor was practically packed.
Arthur Stacy's prosecutor friends.
Jill Stacy's classmates.
Detective George Stacy's police officer friends.
Gwen Stacy's classmates.
If you were to remove the professions of these two individuals, the overflowing, still-crowding corridor scene would not have been like this.
Nurses would have long since grabbed vacuum cleaners and swept out this group of self-proclaimed caring but entirely troublesome and obstructive people.
When Hawk and Lorna emerged from the elevator, they saw Gwen standing at the entrance of the emergency room, in the first row, just like her mother Helen, with her head bowed and hands clasped in prayer.
Gwen seemed to have just cried.
Hawk's heart stirred slightly, but he did not go forward.
Just then.
The red light above the emergency room door went out.
The next second.
The corridor, which had been crowded but quiet, went from a suffocating atmosphere to another suffocating atmosphere; everyone's gaze was almost entirely fixed on the emergency room door where the red light had extinguished.
Even the Doctor who opened the door and walked out was startled by the crowded corridor.
But soon, the Doctor understood.
After all, one inside was a prosecutor and the other a detective, so it was reasonable for so many people to come.
Even the Dean had called during the emergency treatment, emphasizing that they must be saved, and even if they couldn't be saved, all surgical procedures must be strictly compliant and reasonable.
Although it's better to be safe than sorry, if the District Attorney's office and the police department took turns causing trouble, that wouldn't be good.
Gwen's mother, Helen, saw the Doctor come out and quickly stood up: "Dr. Stephen Strange, how is my husband?"
The surgeon, called Strange, looked at Helen.
At this moment.
Almost all eyes in the corridor turned to Doctor Strange, the atmosphere was heavy, after all, what this person was about to say would either send everyone to heaven or to hell.
Even Lorna couldn't help but tightly grasp Hawk's right hand.
"Huh?"
Lorna felt Hawk's right hand, blinked, and looked at Hawk: "Glue, why do you have glue on your hand?"
Hawk didn't speak, just made a shushing gesture to Lorna.
Although it wasn't his first time using Fugu Toxin bullets, and he could guarantee that George and Arthur were only feigning death when he left the police station.
But what if the hospital's skills were poor and they accidentally made it real death?
Just then.
Under everyone's gaze, Doctor Strange removed his mask, and then, under the gaze of Helen and everyone else, smiled at Helen.
The next second.
Before Doctor Strange could even speak, sighs of relief and exclamations of 'Oh my God' almost shook the entire floor.
...