Skye stared at Salomon's palm with fear as the hand was about to press on her stomach. Fitz and Simmons were standing aside with instruments for detecting spectra, eager to try it out. "Let's just say it first, I'm ticklish." The female hacker with olive-tanned cheeks mumbled pale, annoyed and shy at this moment, "As long as you can get me off the gurney, and there won't be any scars."
"You have so many demands." Salomon rolled his eyes, and then he put his hand on Skye's face, fixing her in the wheel like a naughty cat's head. on the bed. But Skye felt that this action was very similar to what the Baptists did during the baptism ceremony. Those pastors always used this action to push people into the pool - there was a dinner party after the Baptist ceremony, don't ask her How do you know? Everyone has a time when they can't eat.
She was hungry again. Since she was shot, she could only eat liquid food and receive an intravenous drip. The burning flames in her stomach were the most terrifying torture in the world. She had to take magnesium tablets to neutralize stomach acid, but the feeling of hunger still tormented her repeatedly.
"We are very worried that the side effects of GH325 will have some kind of short-term or long-term impact on her." Simmons, holding the tablet computer, explained. She looked at the android maid standing next to Salomon in armor, and suddenly I feel that I am still too outspoken. GH325 shouldn't be told, it's Coulson's team's secret.
"We need to test your magic spectral characteristics, and then conduct a physical examination on Skye to observe Skye's physical changes before and after casting the spell." Fitz quickly joined the conversation, trying to make Salomon think that GH325 was some kind of S.H.I.E.L.D. New drugs that have been clinically tested. "If possible, I plan to imitate your magic radiation to create similar effects. You should know that your magic can save many people, right? If possible, I...I don't mind learning it. I am not denying science, I just wanted to study it from another angle."
"Fitz! This is a good idea!" Simmons jumped up with surprise on his face, "Oh! But I don't know if Coulson will allow it..."
"We have to do this without Coulson's knowledge." Fitz vowed, "He will definitely not find out. We haven't used up the rune stones from the last time, so we can ask him to help us make more. "
"Ah!" A scream drew the science team's attention back. Having had enough of the nonsense, Salomon did not hesitate to lift Skye's thin gray woolen sweater, revealing her abdomen that was tightly wrapped in two pieces of gauze. The mystic mage arrogantly poked the gauze, and Skye, who was poked at the painful spot, glared at Salomon without hesitation. If she hadn't had the laptop Salomon compensated her with, she would have smashed it on Salomon's head.
She was now like a bloated blowfish lying on the bed, and when Salomon's fingers poked her, Skye would make some kind of throaty cry. "Hurry up!" she said with a puffed face, "or I'm going to get out of bed!"
"You're so cute, Skye." Simmons stroked Skye's long hair with a satisfied expression on his face.
After tearing off the gauze, Salomon did not hesitate to cover the sterilized palm on Skye's abdominal wound. After he removed his palm and wiped away the blood stains with gauze, Skye's abdomen showed no trace of any previous injury.
"Jesus!" Fitz quickly stretched out his hand and poked the place where the wound should have been. "No, I shouldn't have said that."
Ignoring her irritation, Skye looked up and poked herself. "Really?" she said with surprise. "Can I get out of bed? Can I eat schnitzel?"
"We still need to do a detailed examination," Simmons said, "but I think you should be cured, Skye. Congratulations!"
"Okay, okay! I told you I'm ticklish!" Skye quickly pulled off her clothes and thanked Salomon. But she always felt that the look Salomon looked at her was very penetrating, like a hunter hiding in the jungle looking at his unaware prey.
"Are you okay?" she asked.
"Excellent," Salomon said. The Kree's genetic modification technology really needs to be studied carefully. Maybe Asgard also has this technology? And maybe the Inhumans, a race that has nothing to do with extra dimensions, can be recruited?
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"You don't care about this mission at all! Karma Taj sent you here to carry out the mission!" Sif protested to Salomon, "Odin asked me to capture Lorelai alive. This is the mission of the gods. Father’s command, even though this is the earth, you must cooperate with me. What I want is a living Lorelei!”
"Really?" Salomon's tone quietly increased, "I don't know about the dispute between you and Lorelai. Can you really resist the desire to kill her?"
The cold wind from the north swept across Sif's face in an instant. "I can, I am a warrior of Asgard, my thoughts are not important." This respected warrior took a deep breath, and stretched out her clenched fist in front of Salomon, "Don't question me. Faithful, Salomon!”
"What if..." Salomon drawled, glancing at the team of SHIELD agents surrounding Skye. The members of Coulson's team were all happy about Skye's recovery, but Coulson was worried and smiled reluctantly. He was worried that the side effects of GH325 caused by his reckless orders would have an irreversible impact on Skye. This feeling of guilt was like a cold poisonous snake that kept entangled with him, making him breathless. The reason why he asked Salomon to examine Skye was because Salomon knew the truth about GH325, and he thought Salomon knew about the Kree.
Salomon turned around and said to Sif, "What if... the one who gave you orders is not a great god?"
"What do you mean?"
"Let me ask you, who told you that it was the order of the great god?" Salomon changed the question, "Thor? Or Heimdall?"
"Heimelda." Sif raised her head subconsciously, but all she saw was the alloy ceiling of the Airbus. "You mean, Hemelda faked the command from the great god?" Sif suddenly became nervous. Hemelda is her brother, and she does not want her brother to commit such a serious crime. "Why would he do this?"
"We can talk about this later." Salomon spotted Agent Coulson walking towards here from the corner of his eye. He quickly interrupted the conversation, turned around and greeted Agent Coulson.
Agent Coulson thanked Salomon first, and then his conversation quickly shifted to the mission, without dwelling too much on Skye's situation. Apparently, he wanted to question Salomon privately. "We screened the abnormal situations reported by the police within a radius of several hundred miles for about 48 hours." The conscientious agent said in a consistent tone. "Based on the profile given by Ms. Sif, we roughly judged that several cases may be Crime caused by that Asgardian."
"Here, jewelry robbery." Sif took the tablet from Coulson's hand and pointed at one of the police reports. Coulson also added that in a weapons store robbery case, the prisoner's identity was not concealed and he could be identified as a local biker gang. "Are all bicyclists men?" After receiving a positive answer, Sif identified the person who controlled the group of bikies. Lorelai would definitely be looking for men to help her gather men, gold, and weapons, just like she did six hundred years ago.
She's starting a rebellion!
Thinking of this, Sif couldn't help clenching her fists, and she looked at Salomon.
"You cannot participate in this operation." She lowered her voice, "Even Thor can't resist her power."
"I repeat, I am the heir of the Supreme Mage, and I am the mystic mage of Karma Taj. Do you think that woman's voice can have an effect on me?"
"Remember, what I want is a living Lorelai!" Sif saw the maid in armor behind Salomon, and she thought of something. Sif came closer again, stared into Salomon's eyes and emphasized, "It's alive! Even if it's missing a finger!"
