[Thor] Asgard Maintenance Team

The evil god's knife-like gaze flicked over in an instant.

Dr. Gregory had expected this - it was the mildest thing about it. "You have two choices. The first one is to wait for the blood test before getting the injection. I can confirm that you have a cold and cold. With your current body temperature, if you delay the time, there is a 75% chance that it will turn into pneumonia. The second one is, Get an injection now, take a good rest for a day and you will be back to normal tomorrow."

The evil god came out of the quilt with great reluctance, and took off his pants with one hand very simply. Dr. Gregory glanced at Thor who was standing aside. Absolutely a miracle.

To be honest, Cthulhu has a charming ass.

Dr. Gregory wiped a few times with sterile cotton, quickly inserted the needle, pushed the medicine and pulled out the needle in one go.

"Okay." Before he could tell the evil god to press the pinhole for 5 minutes to prevent bleeding and bruising, Loki was already buried under the blanket, wrapped tightly like a cocoon, as if he had never come out.

Dr. Gregory then took out a small black tube from the box and continued unhurriedly, "Put your finger out and take a blood sample."

A finger protruded from under the quilt.

Really only one.

Middle finger.

The doctor poked it with the cylinder without changing his face.A blood spot was left on that slender white finger.

If you don't look at the face, Loki's appearance is indeed very attractive - that face is handsome enough, but the expression on his face is annoying, contemptuous and superior.

"Drink plenty of hot water, avoid spicy food, and call me immediately if the temperature doesn't cool down after half an hour." Dr. Gregory closed the box and held it in his hand. "By the way, turn off the air conditioner and open the windows to ventilate. The sun is good today." At the door, he turned around and added.

Thor and the doctor left the room together, and after closing the door, Thor put one hand on Dr. Gregory's box.

"Don't do superfluous things." Thor warned, serious, not to be questioned.

"Of course not," said Dr. Gregory, meeting Thor's gaze. "This is an absolutely common and correct procedure in human medical treatment. I can't fully confirm the impact of a patient's fever time on his body. This must be confirmed by blood tests." Done, confirmed the number of platelets and white blood cells in his blood, confirmed that it did not deteriorate into pneumonia."

Thor can't understand the jargon of the human therapist, and he lets go of the case, emphasizing his words. "You only have my trust once and for all."

"I'm sure no one in this house would do anything to hurt you or your brother."

Thor didn't say anything more, he followed the doctor downstairs, parted at the landing, and walked straight out of the house.

"Heimdall! Hey friend, I know you can hear me, can you send me some books I need about our situation? I don't think my father restricted this? If you can, help me get my palace's How many boxes of treasure are sent here?"

Loki was sick, which broke Thor's previous understanding - they are also powerful warriors in the golden palace, Aesir standing on the king's steps, holding divine power, possessing a long life span and unimaginable power.Whether comrades or enemies, Thor has never looked down on Loki, they are equal.

Thor needs to know his brother (and maybe Loki doesn't know all about his own race) to make sure things like this don't keep happening.

A few minutes later, the teleportation array of the Rainbow Bridge appeared in the sky, and then, quite spectacularly, dozens of books were smashed down like beans.

Thor waited until the beams of the teleportation array disappeared, and he didn't wait for the chests of treasure - at least he knew what was allowed and what wasn't.He began to pick up the books on the floor one by one, um, "The Origin of the Frost Giants", "The Characteristics of the Frost Giants", "Jortunheim in Miniature of the Nine Realms"--these are all old books. , a thick old book that has been read many times, it looks like a rare book found in the library of the Golden Palace.

Then he picked up an exceptional, thin, only a few pages, "One Hundred Rules for Being a Human Being" - handwritten, Thor could not fail to recognize his father's handwriting.He flipped through it hastily, rolled it into a roll, and put it in his pocket.

There are also some experiences and travel notes written by the Aesirs, such as "A Guide to Traveling in the Atrium". Thor turned the book over and looked at the last page - the author was Tyr, the god of war, and the time was more than 50 years ago. This should be the latest one of Asgard. A book about atriums.

Thor flips through a few pages and decides to save this as well as toilet reading for Steve the next time he sees him.

When Thor returned to the room, Loki was already busy with his electronic folders. The surrounding light screens were not as exaggerated as last night. The cold and cold of human beings must have affected his thinking. It is not turned on, and the weather has started to be a bit muggy in the morning of this season.

Thor put those books on the coffee table, walked to the bed, touched Loki's forehead, the high fever had gone, and the touch of his fingers was covered with a thin layer of sweat, he sighed and persuaded his brother: "You need to rest , Loki, we're not much stronger than humans right now."

To Thor's surprise, Loki closed the electronic screen very docilely this time, "So, what else do you have to say?" he asked, calmly.

"Heimdall sent us some books." Thor gestured with his chin to the pile of books on the coffee table, and as for the pamphlet in his pocket, he could read it with Loki at night.

"No treasure?" Frowning, Loki-style taunts appeared, but the effect of sarcasm has not been fully exerted in this state, Loki's nose is blocked, and with a strong nasal voice, the words he speaks are instead Like aggrieved dissatisfaction.

"Looks like not." Thor held the back of Loki's neck, leaned over, and kissed Loki's forehead.

He'd thought Loki would object to this - he just wanted to try.

"The Thor I knew wasn't such a timid guy." Loki said suddenly, looking up into Thor's eyes.

He hated the feeling of being so weak that he couldn't control his body. All this was caused by Odin's magic. He couldn't take revenge on Odin who was far away in Asgard, but he could take revenge on Odin's son. Of course he wanted Thor to try this too. Dizziness, sore limbs, cough and stuffy nose, fever and chills, weakness and pain.

When Thor summoned Heimdall, Loki had already found all the information on the Internet about the "cold cold" of humans.Include some effective method of contagion: for example, being in the same room for a long period of time, such as—

He wrapped himself around Thor's shoulder like a snake, and kissed Thor's lips.

He could feel Thor's total stiffness - yes, the guy wasn't such a liar, but Loki wouldn't trust his words about love completely - look, Thor was doing it for him years ago The little human girlfriend on earth fought fiercely with him on the Rainbow Bridge, but only a few thousandths of their lives passed, and Thor changed his feelings, how fickle, love is such an illusory thing , It's something that can't be trusted at all.

He traced Thor's lips, over and over again, luring his brother until he was grabbed by Thor, sucking the kiss so hard that he wanted to swallow him whole, wrapped around his tongue, almost suffocating .

In the end, Thor couldn't finish it, staring at Loki's red and slightly swollen lips, licked his own lower lip, and said with great restraint: "Sleep." Then he escaped from the room.

Loki's tricks didn't work at all, less than half an hour later, Thor already had some cold symptoms, dizziness, and slight fever, but at lunch he drank two large bowls of thick soup and a large plate of various kinds of soup. Meat, when Loki wakes up, the strong Thor will be fine at all.

Heimdall started another teleportation array later that day, and Thor weighed one of dozens of different large boxes all on the lawn in their front garden, not too heavy for a Thor.

He opened the box in his hand, and a whole box full of leaves overflowed out. Thor frantically tried to close it but it was still scattered all over the ground.Leaves of gold and silver, large and small, whole and incomplete - it looked as if all the leaves had been simply and violently plucked from the branches.

And the note inside verified his idea.

Fandral's handwriting.

"Hi, Thor, I heard that people in the courtyard use this thing as currency. I'm worried that you are short of money in the courtyard like last time. Brothers wiped out the leaves on the central street overnight. We can only help you here, come back Don't forget the friends who were punished to plant trees in the western wilderness!"

Loki just woke up before going to bed, and Thor had just come out of the shower, wiping off the remaining drops of water on his arms, and saw Loki crawling out of the quilt pile, his eyes still following him in a daze of the mobile.

"Fandral sent us some gold and silver," Thor said.

Loki is wide awake all of a sudden, and he still doesn't look very happy.

"Just for you." Loki retorted, biting the accent

"We." Thor emphasizes, equally emphatically.

Loki's cold symptoms have not completely subsided, still with a nasal voice, he said to Thor: "They will not send me anything, Thor, they are just your friends."

Throwing the towel on the rack, Thor replies, "But I'd like to share it with you. What's mine, is yours."

"Oh, Thor, need I remind you of the number of female companions you've had over the course of 1000 years? We're thrown in the atrium now, just a partnership, I'm not your pastime."

"You are absolutely not, I can swear on my reputation, I can swear on Mjolnir, and time will tell." Looking into Loki's eyes without hesitation, Thor said clearly.

Loki didn't continue to refute Thor's words, human medicine made him drowsy like a lack of magic all day long. Thor went to the tea table and poured a glass of water, tested the temperature of the water before putting it to Loki's lips.

"Drink some hot water before going to bed."

Loki looked at Thor's cup with distaste, but in the end he compromisingly took a few sips.

Thor just watched as he lay down, retracting under the covers, only this time, he followed, locking Loki in his arms.

After struggling hard, Loki found that it was impossible to break free in his current state, and said angrily, "Let go."

"The therapist said you need to keep the temperature up," Thor said reassuringly.

He also noticed Loki's little movement of trying to stick his leg out of the quilt, and lifted his leg to hold him down.

Cranky, Loki protests: "It's hot."

Loki's breath fell on Thor's chest with moist heat, and Thor said hoarsely, "You need to sweat to get better from a cold."

And someone gave a low laugh, stepping on Thor's bottom line without hesitation.

"Oh, do you want to do that?"

The author has something to say: I feel like I am slipping on the route of Huang Baowen... It seems that JJ can only write to the level of kissing OTZ