I am not Spider-Man because I am parasitized by an alien!

"I don't understand."

Kristen frowned and looked at Ryan who was losing his temper.

"I will try my best to advise you not to touch some things, such as the things in your hands now."

Ryan said as he walked towards her.

"I will explain to you about my illegal operation, but for now"

He stopped and stretched out his hand towards Christine, "Give me what you have in your hand."

Kristine looked at the other person's nervous expression, and many doubts arose in her heart.

Why does he care so much about this thing? !

"Is it important to you?"

Kristen hesitated and handed the thing in her hand to Ryan.

"certainly."

After Ryan took the CT chart, he breathed a sigh of relief.

These materials were things he left behind without Peter's consent.

If the other party finds out, his end will definitely not be good.

Although the other party's identity is that of an ordinary high school student, he will not be deceived by his appearance.

Ryan even suspected that the Spider-Man who appeared in New York City was Peter Parker!

The embryo on the other person's chest mutated into the shape of a spider, and it was hard not to make him think of something.

"Is this your patient's information?"

Kristen glanced in the direction of the door, ready to run away if anything went wrong.

"Sorry, I generally keep information about my patients confidential."

Ryan shook his head and took a step closer to Kristen.

"But it's impossible. It presents characteristics contrary to all that we know about science."

Kristen took a deep breath and forced herself to recover from the shock just now.

"What's this?"

"Whatever it is, it has nothing to do with you, Dr. Palmer."

Ryan's expression was a little impatient.

He pointed to the door and said to Christine: "You should leave now."

Kristine wanted to say something more, but looking at the other party's increasingly impatient expression, she finally didn't say anything.

After Kristen left, Ryan closed the office door and walked to his desk.

Opening the drawer, he wanted to put the files in the drawer.

But he hesitated and walked to the file shredder.

After turning on the machine, he inserted the CT sheet into the running machine.

Watching the document being smashed into pieces, the uneasiness in his heart gradually disappeared.

Even if Christine guesses something, as long as she destroys this thing, there is no possibility of the secret being leaked.

He also avoided the possibility of getting burned.

"Are you worried? Christine."

The next morning.

Strange looked at Christine, who had dark circles under her eyes, and said to her: "You look a little bit mentally unwell."

"I'm fine, I just had trouble sleeping last night."

"Insomnia?"

Strange nodded, "Hmm, although as a doctor, I can provide you with some appropriate opinions, but from a psychological perspective, I think it may be easier for you to accept it."

"Okay, what's your opinion?"

Strange said to her while changing into handmade work clothes: "When you have insomnia, it's because you wake up in someone else's dream."

Kristine put on a medical mask and glared at the other person, "You are a doctor, not a dream magician."

Strange disagreed with the other party's words, "Psychology has many applications in neuroscience, and it is not all nonsense."

"Thanks for the psychological comfort joke, Strange, but it's useless and I have no interest in waking up in other people's dreams."

"Then change your opinion - 'Maybe you need to take a break'. This is the most reasonable opinion after excluding psychology."

After Strange changed into his work clothes and walked towards the operating room with Christine, he suggested to his partner.

"Need not."

Kristine shook her head, and she suddenly stopped.

Strange also stopped after her, "What's wrong?"

"I"

She hesitated and asked Strange, "What do you think of Peter Parker?"

"Why do you ask this question suddenly?"

"Because you two look familiar."

"You can't assume that just because he slapped me, we're friends."

Strange took off his mask and took a breath of fresh air.

"I can feel that there is something hidden in his body. Maybe it's just an illusion, but he is indeed different from other teenagers."

Christine nodded.

Could the existence he saw that made him sleepless all night be Peter Parker?

Midtown High School.

As soon as Peter stepped onto campus, he realized something was wrong.

"One of the two most shocking events of the twenty-first century was the assassination of President John F. Kennedy in 1963. Peter, do you know the other one?"

Before he could take a closer look at what happened, his thoughts were interrupted by Gwen.

"I don't know, what is it?"

Gwen was holding a newspaper in her hand. She looked at the text and said to Peter: "The other thing is that there are two superhero Spider-Man in New York."

After reading the news text above, Gwen's head popped out from behind the newspaper.

"Everyone seems to be interested in Spider-Man."

Gwen put down the newspaper and felt happy.

"etc."

Gwen soon discovered that the Daily Bugle did not seem to give a positive review.

"Both of these events have become household names due to the mass media, and both of them almost reveal a terrible fact, that is, some things seem to have ended, but at the same time, some other things have begun irreversibly, and the future is uncertain."

Gwen felt that the newspaper was sarcastic.

"If you can make a comparison, then the so-called superheroes, Spider-Man, play the role of Lee Harvey Oswald - the disaster trigger."

Gwen's mood suddenly became bad.

"Okay, I declare that this newspaper has been permanently blacklisted by me."

She decided to permanently put this newspaper on her blacklist.

"Do you like Spider-Man very much?"

Peter asked Gwen who put down the newspaper.

"Which one are you talking about? Spider-Man or the new Spider-Man?"

Gwen blinked and said without waiting for Peter to speak, "Okay, I like both of them."

"They are all very special. Helping others is also a cool thing, isn't it?"

Gwen exhaled and continued, "Whether it is what you have encountered before or the bullying that I often see, I always want to help. If I have such power, I will become special, so I like them."

She blushed and praised herself.

"Yeah."

Peter nodded, "But this is the norm. So-called superheroes can rarely change anything."

"Birds will not save the self-esteem and self-image of a fellow with a lower social status, nor will they gently lift their fellows up from the dust. On the contrary, they will immediately and ruthlessly drive it away."