Chapter 518: Marvel: Starting by Awakening the Small Universe Chapter 276

Gwen also thought of the effect of the Nirvana Phoenix Feather that Hawk mentioned after they got home, felt a sense of relief in her heart, and then looked at Hawk, who was hesitant, and her heart skipped a beat again.

"What's wrong?"

"George probably won't be able to use it."

"What?"

Gwen was slightly stunned, and then as if thinking of something: "That feather was put away by Mom, saying it could be a specimen; is it because he didn't bring it?"

Hawk looked at Gwen, who was about to run home to get the Nirvana Phoenix Feather, and hurriedly held her back: "I mean, for the Nirvana Phoenix Feather to take effect, there is a prerequisite."

Gwen blinked, and then as if thinking of something.

"Dad has to... die first?"

"Yes, how can there be Nirvana without death."

Hawk shrugged.

The Phoenix never dies, it only undergoes Nirvana; it doesn't mean the Phoenix is truly immortal, but that after the Phoenix dies, it will enter the Nirvana program and then return.

Just like the time Hawk fought the Dark Elf Malekith at Stonehenge in London.

He died.

Mephisto, who invited him to drink between life and death at that time, can prove this.

But he returned through Nirvana.

So—

To undergo Nirvana, one must die first.

But although George's injuries were serious, Hawk didn't feel the Underworld's call for him, so George likely wouldn't need Nirvana.

Gwen blinked.

"Underworld?"

"Right."

Hawk looked at Gwen, who seemed somewhat puzzled: "You forgot, I have already taken the jurisdiction over the life and death of everyone related to me from Mephisto to the Underworld; George is your father and also my prospective father-in-law, so his soul naturally falls under the jurisdiction of the Underworld."

Speaking of this.

Hawk raised an eyebrow and looked at Gwen: "So, look on the bright side; even if something happens to George, he will return to our Underworld and won't go to Hell."

Gwen listened to Hawk's comfort, opened her mouth, and had an indescribable feeling.

Hawk shrugged: "If George returns to the Underworld, it's like returning to his own home; I wouldn't throw George into the Underworld Prison and let him experience what coldness and ruthlessness are like with Alexander Pierce in the Frozen Underworld."

Gwen listened to Hawk comforting her like this, saying he would throw her father's soul into the Underworld Prison to suffer, and was directly made to laugh.

"Hawk."

"Hmm."

"If you dare to throw Dad into the Underworld Prison, I will definitely bite you to death while you sleep."

Gwen laughed through her tears, looked at Hawk fiercely, then took a deep breath, and looked at Hawk seriously: "So, Dad will be fine?"

Hawk met Gwen's red-rimmed eyes and nodded: "I promise."

If it were someone else lying inside, Gwen would have set her mind at ease after hearing his explanation once.

But it was George lying inside, her father.

So...

Concern leads to chaos.

So it was very normal for Gwen to want to hear his repeated assurances.

Just as they were speaking.

Crack!

Helen saw the operating room light suddenly go out and subconsciously shouted: "Gwen!"

Gwen turned her head to look, also saw the operating room light go out, looked back at Hawk, and then the two walked to Helen's side together.

After a while.

The operating room door was pushed open, and the lead surgeon took off his mask.

Helen, Gwen, and that Detective Hei Er hurriedly stepped forward.

The doctor's expression was relaxed, and he didn't pretend to be mysterious or keep a straight face.

After all, that was for ordinary patients.

For a member of the police force, if he dared to keep a straight face and pretend to be mysterious, who knows if some hot-tempered officer would directly pull out a gun and shoot him.

So...

"The surgery was very successful."

"However, the patient lost too much blood and still needs observation; if there are no problems after twenty-four hours, then there will basically be no problems."

"Oh, God!"

"George!"

"Dad!"

Once the lead surgeon's words came out, Hei Er exclaimed "God," and Helen and Gwen looked at each other and hugged.

Whether it was Helen or Gwen, the tension and worry on their faces disappeared in a state visible to the naked eye.

Soon.

George, lying on the hospital bed, still intubated and unconscious, was pushed out of the operating room and sent to the VIP ward that the New York Police Department cooperates with the hospital.

George was, after all, the Captain of the 21st Precinct; although his annual salary wasn't much, he still had some weight in Niuyuecheng.

Let's put it this way.

Under capitalism, George could be ranked in Niuyuecheng.

The VIP ward was filled with all kinds of instruments.

George lay quietly on the bed, still unconscious.

Helen sat on the side, holding George's left hand, watching George on the hospital bed without blinking.

Hei Er had just left.

She went to support Detective Ma Huoni; after the Deputy Captain of the 21st Precinct communicated with the 12th Precinct, Detective Kate Beckett of the 12th Precinct at the scene and Detective Ma Huoni at the scene formed a joint investigation.

Detective Beckett of the 12th Precinct was responsible for the clues at the scene.

Detective Ma Huoni was summoning manpower, planning to start from the surveillance to see if there were any clues about the shooter.

Hawk and Gwen walked out from the outside, carrying the lunch they had just bought.

Gwen walked to Helen's side.

"Mom, eat something; Dad will be fine, the doctor also said the surgery was very normal."

"Hmm, I know."

Helen had also gradually reacted from her initial panic, looked at George, who was still unconscious, squeezed out a forced smile, nodded, and then looked at Hawk, who was standing on the side: "Hawk, thank you."

Hawk said with a smile: "Mom, this is what I should do."

Hearing this, Helen glanced at Hawk: "Isn't it that you didn't dare to say it in front of George?"

Hawk shrugged: "If George could hear it and wake up, that would be even better."

Hearing this, Helen pursed her lips, didn't speak, but glanced at Hawk and nodded slightly.

Hawk smiled slightly, didn't speak anymore, and his gaze fell on George, who was unconscious on the bed but breathing evenly.

Under the shroud of his sixth sense, he could clearly feel that George's bodily functions, although slow, were recovering in an orderly manner; according to this speed, after one night, George would probably be able to open his eyes and return to the world.

Hmm.

Just like what the lead surgeon just said.

Helen, with Gwen's support, sat on the dining chair next to her, opened the packed meal Gwen handed her, and then was suddenly stunned, looking at Gwen.

"By the way, Gwen, Howard and Simon."

"Don't worry, Mom."

Gwen smiled slightly, opened the soup box for Helen while saying: "Hawk already thought of it, the restaurant already has a rider delivering food there."

Hearing this, Helen let out a sigh of relief, then shook her head: "These two guys still need someone to watch them; if you and Hawk have nothing to do this afternoon, go back and help me take care of Howard and Simon."

Gwen looked at Hawk, who was standing by the hospital bed.

Hawk nodded: "No problem."

Gwen also looked at Helen: "Then we will come to replace you tonight, Mom."

Helen shook her head.

"No need, I will stay here and accompany George."

"But..."

"No problem."

Gwen just wanted to say something, but Hawk had already walked behind Gwen and took over: "Then we will cook dinner tonight and pack a portion for you to bring over."

Helen looked at Hawk, smiled, and then looked at Gwen: "Look, Hawk understands me best."

Hawk had a smile on his face.

Understand what?

Of course, parents are true love, children are just accidents!

In a word.

If Helen and George weren't true love, Helen couldn't have chosen to give birth to Howard and Simon for George eight years after having Gwen.

So—

Helen and George are true love!