Before Tony could enter the hospital, a man stepped in front of him, holding up his phone, and asked, "Mr. Stark, when will someone take Mandarin down?"
Ignoring Tony's gaze, the man continued, "I mean, if Iron Man can't handle it, can we ask other superheroes for help?"
Tony stared at the man, then at the surrounding reporters, before speaking into the man's recording phone.
"Is this what you want?"
Seeing the man remain silent, Tony turned to address the reporters. "I have a little holiday greeting I've been saving for the Mandarin. Let me organize my thoughts."
"My name is Tony Stark. I'm not afraid of you. I know you're a coward, so here's my decision."
"You're dead. I'm coming for you. This isn't about politics; it's about old-fashioned revenge. It's not about the Pentagon; it's just you and me."
"To put it simply, if you're a man, come and get me."
"This is my home address: 10880 Malibu Point, 90265. I'll leave the door open for you."
Tony then snatched the man's phone and crushed it in his hand. "This is what you wanted, right?"
With that, Tony pushed open the hospital doors and entered. The private, high-end hospital didn't allow the media inside, knowing well when to draw the line.
Inside Happy's room, a glass-walled isolation chamber held the injured bodyguard. Happy lay in a bed, wrapped like a mummy, with an oxygen mask over his face and tubes connected to his body.
Seeing Happy in such a state, Tony was filled with a mix of sorrow and anger.
"Doctor, how is he?" Tony asked.
A doctor in a white coat approached Tony and whispered, "It's not good. He has severe burns over much of his body, broken ribs, and internal injuries."
"Fortunately, he wasn't at the blast's epicenter, but he hasn't shown signs of waking up. There's a risk of organ failure."
Tony nodded, taking in the information. "Can I stay with him for a while?"
The doctor replied, "That's fine, but try not to enter the isolation chamber. If you do, wear sterile protective gear to avoid infection, which could complicate things further."
"Understood. Let me have some time alone with him."
The doctor checked the instruments one last time, then left, leaving Tony alone with Happy.
As Tony gazed at his unconscious friend, memories of their time together flooded his mind. He thought about Happy's loyalty and why he was at the Chinese Theater in the first place.
Just then, the door opened, and Tony saw Charles Doyle walk in, along with Tsunade.
After seeing them coming, Tony immediately approached Charles and said, "Happy is seriously injured and hasn't woken up yet."
He then looked at Tsunade and added, "Please, help him."
Charles gave Tony a reassuring hug and replied, "Don't worry, with Tsunade here, it's a small problem."
Charles turned to Tsunade, "Take a look at his condition."
Tsunade nodded and said, "My services aren't cheap. I'm only here because of Charles."
Tony looked at Tsunade and said, "Thank you, I really appreciate it."
Tsunade glanced at Tony, then approached the sterile room and walked in.
Standing by Happy's bed, she observed the various monitoring devices attached to him. Tsunade first reviewed the hospital's report, then examined Happy herself.
She then proceeded to remove all the instruments except for the oxygen mask.
As she disconnected the equipment, alarms began to blare. Annoyed by the noise, Tsunade switched off the power.
A doctor rushed into the room, alarmed by the scene, and asked, "What's going on?"
Seeing Tsunade removing Happy's bandages inside the sterile room, he shouted, "Stop! What are you doing?"
Tony intervened, "Leave it to her. There's no need to worry."
The doctor, visibly concerned, asked, "Who is she, and what is she doing?"
"She isn't wearing sterile clothing! Do you understand the risks of infection for the patient?"
Tony raised his hands to calm the doctor, "Quiet, quiet. I know the situation. Happy is in her hands now, and what happens inside is not your concern."
The doctor insisted, "You need to sign a waiver then, confirming that our hospital is not responsible for any consequences of her actions. Otherwise, you must transfer the patient."
Tony quickly signed the document the doctor handed him.
Inside the sterile room, Tsunade had already removed Happy's bandages and started using her chakra to examine his body.
Confirming the hospital's treatment of his fractures was correct, she began using her healing jutsu to restore his internal organs damaged by the blast.
Watching the green glow emanating from Tsunade's hands, the doctor outside was bewildered but remained silent.
After healing Happy's internal injuries, Tsunade proceeded to treat his burns. Under her healing jutsu, Happy's skin began to regenerate visibly.
Seeing this, Tony remarked, "With abilities like these, I feel hospitals and cosmetic clinics might go out of business."
Charles shook his head and replied, "Not everyone can afford medical ninjas, and besides, we don't have enough medical ninjas to compete with them."
The doctor exclaimed, "Oh, my God! This is a miracle."
Tony, seeing the doctor still in awe, escorted him out of the room, saying, "Doctor, we have matters to discuss. You shouldn't be here."
Unable to resist Tony's enhanced strength, the doctor was gently but firmly pushed out, resembling a small chicken.
Once the door was closed, leaving the four of them alone, with Tsunade continuing to treat Happy, Tony turned to Charles and said,
"Buddy, I need to ask you something and might need your help."
Charles asked, "What is it?"
After organizing his thoughts, Tony inquired, "Do you know anything about the Mandarin and the Ten Rings? And if there are any ninjas involved with him?"
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