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Marvel: I'm not Spider-Man, I'm Xenomorph-Infested!

Linan finds himself reincarnated into the world of "Alien," becoming an ordinary mercenary, working for the Weyland-Yutani Corporation. In the dim corridors of a research facility, chaos ensues as the xenomorphs break loose, turning it into a living nightmare. Linan swiftly defends himself against an ambush, but is caught off guard by a facehugger lunging at him. Waking up, Linan discovers he's been transported to the Marvel universe, as Peter Parker. However, remnants of the xenomorph embryo remain inside him, threatening a gruesome fate. To save himself, Linan must ensure he's bitten by the mutated spider before the embryo fully develops. "But, why was it you who was bitten by that spider, Gwen Stacy?!" ... (This is a Translation.) Original Book: 被异形寄生的我,才不是蜘蛛侠! I own nothing; everything belongs to their respective owners. I am just translating the book.

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Chapter 70: Truth

Nightfall.

In the Elder Council Hospital, Peter walked along the corridor towards the exit, carrying some medication in his hands. The medication was the same targeted suppressive drugs as before.

Dr. Ryan conducted another examination for him and found that the embryo hadn't undergone any changes since the last time. Without detecting anything unusual, Dr. Ryan prescribed some tumor-suppressing drugs for him, along with subtly suggesting that he should "try dating girls."

Naturally, Peter brushed off such shallow medical advice.

Fortunately, his discomfort had eased considerably, so Peter didn't linger in the hospital and left directly.

On the other side, Christine, who had just finished her shift, stretched lazily and stood up. Today's workload was relatively light; if it were a few days ago, she would have had to work overtime for several more hours.

After tidying up all the documents, she closed her eyes, rubbed her temples with both hands, clearing her mind of any clutter and negativity.

Standing by the window for a moment of relaxation, she opened her eyes and saw a familiar figure passing by outside the window. Was that Peter Parker?

She stared blankly at Peter, and he seemed to sense something as he turned around.

After a brief moment of eye contact, Peter turned and left the corridor. Christine let out a sigh of relief.

For some reason, being stared at by him made her inexplicably nervous, as if she were being watched by a terrifying beast. The peculiar feeling even sent shivers down her spine.

Her impression of Peter had always been mysterious, with an aura of profound maturity that didn't match his high school age.

After a while, something struck her, and she walked to the computer.

After logging into Dr. Ryan's account on the intranet, she began searching for all recent patient medical records.

Just like last time, there was no information about Peter Parker.

She tried entering "Peter" and "Parker" into the search bar, but still found nothing.

Was there really no record of the medication being prescribed either?

Sitting in her chair, Christine propped her chin with her hands, lost in thought.

What was Dr. Ryan up to? Why would he take such a risk to erase Peter Parker's records?

She glanced out into the night.

Could Dr. Ryan be involved in some illegal activities on the side? She had heard rumors about some doctors in New York collaborating with gangs, trafficking corpses, or human organs. And these rumors didn't seem baseless; she had heard similar stories before.

Although it wasn't right to suspect him without evidence, Dr. Ryan's character seemed capable of such deeds.

With furrowed brows, she pondered.

Should she report this to the hospital? But without any evidence, even if the hospital investigated, they might not find anything.

Or should she just pretend nothing had happened?

She hesitated for a moment.

But if Dr. Ryan were really involved in illegal activities, Peter Parker, and possibly more patients, could be at risk.

That was something she couldn't let happen.

After a few minutes of inner turmoil, Christine finally made a decision.

She would uncover whatever illegal activities Dr. Ryan was hiding.

As the night deepened, the number of people in the hospital gradually decreased.

Dr. Ryan also left for home after finishing work.

Christine, determined to investigate Dr. Ryan, stayed behind.

During the day, she had seized the opportunity when Dr. Ryan wasn't paying attention and secretly took his identity card.

Now, with no one around, she swiped the card and entered his office.

She started by checking his computer, hoping to find some clues. But after a thorough search, she found nothing.

Feeling like she might have missed something, she began examining other paper documents in his office.

Finally, in a folder at the bottom of a drawer, she found a file wrapped in plastic.

The file seemed to be deliberately hidden away, as if Dr. Ryan didn't want anyone to find it.

She tried opening it and found several photocopies of CT scans inside.

Hospital CT scans couldn't be copied, but the CT analysis sheets could. Normally, these wouldn't be kept, so why would Dr. Ryan retain them?

With curiosity, Christine started reading the information on the sheets.

As she delved deeper, she was overcome with shock and disbelief.

"How is this possible?!"

As a surgical doctor, she knew that the information on these sheets was beyond the capabilities of normal human diseases. These weren't just tumors; the analysis provided by these slices indicated something much more complex, closely linked to various organs in the body.

Looking at the analysis, she speculated on whose CT scans these could be.

Christine quickly flipped through several pages, reading through the contents of the CT scans.

As she read on, she felt her lips dry up, and her heartbeat quicken.

This wasn't surprising, but...

She flipped through a few more pages, her eyes wide with disbelief.

Just as she was about to continue reading, the door creaked open.

Dr. Ryan looked surprised to see Christine standing in his office.

"Dr. Christine, what are you doing here?"

Dr. Ryan had already driven home but remembered an important document he had forgotten, so he returned.

He didn't expect to find this scene when he entered.

Christine, who he wasn't particularly familiar with, was standing in his office, going through something.

"What is this?" Christine put down the file, coughing awkwardly. "You've been erasing Peter Parker's medical records, and I don't understand why you're doing that."

She had wanted to mention her suspicion of Dr. Ryan's involvement with the underworld, but decided against it.

Dr. Ryan's anger flared. "Even if I've violated hospital regulations, it's none of your business, and you have no right to barge into my office. You're also engaging in illegal activity, Christine. You have no authority to question me."

"Sorry, I was afraid something frightening might happen, so I impulsively came in."

"You—" Dr. Ryan's words were cut off as he noticed what Christine was holding.

He froze, panic rising from the depths of his heart as his secret was discovered.

"You can't touch those!" he exclaimed.