This bat cub looks very weak

On the other side, the school——

"I think I need an explanation." Bruce Wayne asked the school teacher with a "gentle smile".

Then he looked at the girl who was standing with her head down, then he looked away and looked at the woman standing behind the girl.

"My daughter was injured in your school and was pushed down the stairs. Who is responsible for this?" Bruce said slowly, but the people present felt a sense of pressure.

"I'm... I'm sorry, Mr. Wayne! It's my fault that I failed to educate my daughter well. Please forgive her since she already knows her mistakes! We will pay for Miss Wayne's medical expenses and all her mental damages!" Seeing that things were getting serious, the woman immediately came up to Bruce and said to him with tears in her eyes.

This woman was the girl's mother, so there was no need to say anything else. The woman was still looking at the girl from the corner of her eyes, and she was cursing the girl in her heart for being so ignorant and stupid.

Now that the rich businessman died unexpectedly, his inheritance has not been clearly stated, but if this girl is really the daughter of that rich businessman, then she will inherit the family property as a direct heir, provided that the girl does not do anything bad.

Even if she knew that Dorothy had a relationship with the mistress, she should not have taken action openly. She should have just created some small obstacles in private. She did not expect her daughter to confront her directly. Now they are the ones at fault, so they must win sympathy by acting as the weak.

Besides, who doesn't know that Bruce Wayne is a brainless playboy? Maybe he would forgive her after a brain twitch? Besides... the woman bent over, and her clothes slightly revealed a piece of snow-white breasts, and this position was only visible to Bruce in front of her.

Bruce raised his eyebrows, tapping the armchair with one hand, but clenching the other hand tightly. Soon, he stood up and acted like a playboy: "What is Ms. Richter talking about? It's just children playing around. Oh, Xiaotao is really not careful."

Richter's eyes lit up when she heard this. In her heart she was sneering at Bruce's stupidity, but on the surface she still pretended to be flattered.

Angelica lowered her head and sneered, "See, this so-called father of yours is just a ridiculous adult who doesn't take you seriously."

None of us can compare to anyone else.

The matter was resolved strangely. Both parties reached an understanding. Bruce would no longer pursue their faults, and Richter would bear all the expenses for Dorothy's injuries.

And that girl, An Lika, was expelled from school. Richter didn't mind this matter. If it was just to get his daughter expelled from school so that he could hook up with Bruce Wayne, what would this little grievance matter.

The teachers at the school were also helpless and couldn't help but sympathize with Dorothy, who was in the hospital and didn't know what was going on. She didn't know whether it was lucky or unlucky for her to have such a father.

After all, Bruce's attitude just now seemed really brainless.

But they can't interfere too much in the affairs of students' parents.

Before leaving school, Bruce asked for leave for both Dorothy and Tim, and then prepared to get in the car to go to the hospital to check on Dorothy.

"Mr. Wayne!" As soon as he walked out of the school gate, he saw Richter standing at the door waiting for him. Bruce looked at Richter, frowned slightly, and then raised a decent smile to look at him.

"What is it, Ms. Richter?"

"Well...it's nothing, I just want to thank you very much." Richter said to Bruce shyly. Seeing Richter's posture, Bruce felt a little annoyed for some reason. Why is this woman so confident?

"If everything is alright, I'll leave first." Bruce said calmly, then walked past her and said, "Keep an eye on your daughter, or she won't just call her parents next time."

Hearing Bruce's words, Richter's face suddenly turned ugly. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but when she turned around, the man had already walked away, got in the car, and left without even looking at her.

Bruce sat in the car, looking a little gloomy.

The weather is getting cold, and someone is going bankrupt.

Hospital--

"How should I put it... Miss Wayne's condition is not very optimistic." The doctor said to the people accompanying her, "Miss Wayne was injured in the back of her head some time ago, and she should have had a slight concussion. But she fell down the stairs today. Although the previous injury was not injured, it was still a big impact, so she is now in a coma."

Tim bit his lip after hearing this, and then suppressed the impulse to speak. Then Ah Fu, who had rushed over, patted Tim on the shoulder, told Tim with his eyes not to worry, and then signaled the doctor to continue.

"There is a slight fracture in the right ankle, which will heal after applying medicine for a while. However..." The doctor looked at another report, "Miss Wayne must have had a frequent fever recently, right? This is a very bad thing. Her physical condition will become weak and she will get sick frequently. However, this is not due to acclimatization. It is more like she got seriously ill for some reason and her immune system could not hold up for a while, leading to the invasion of diseases. Therefore, she will get sick frequently. Perhaps she needs more recuperation before she can recover."

Although the doctor said it would take some time to recover, he did not say how long it would take.

"I understand. Thank you, doctor." said Ah Fu.

After Ah Fu briefly understood the situation with the teacher, the teacher went back to school to report. Ah Fu sighed, then saw Tim sitting on a chair in the corridor, walked over and comforted him: "Master Tim, this is not your fault, you don't need to blame yourself."

"But……"

"It's okay, the master will take care of this matter. Do you want to go visit Miss Dorothy now or do you need to take a rest?" Alfu asked Tim gently.

"I... don't know." Tim lowered his head, looking a little dejected.

"I think you need to rest for a while." Alfu said, "Miss Dorothy doesn't want to see you worrying about her."

Tim looked at Alfu, and finally nodded silently without saying anything else.

the other side--

"Is this the guy?" Xiao Jia carried the person on his back back to the safe house. Following Unlucky Pop's instructions, he put Jason in the bathroom at home, and then said with a complicated expression, "Dig him out of the grave?"

"Yes. There's a problem with Dorothy as well." Unlucky Pop wiped his hair with a towel. "She's lying unconscious in the hospital. Although she still has a trace of consciousness in my body, she seems very tired."

"What happened?!" Xiao Jia was more worried about Dorothy's safety than Jason. Unlucky Pope simply told him what happened, and Xiao Jia's expression became more complicated after hearing it, "Pushing others just because of something like this? Isn't this just taking out your anger!"

Bugsy Pop smiled and didn't answer him.

"I can't help it. I'm helpless." Dorothy pinched her brows and answered Xiao Jia's words, "Don't underestimate human emotions."

"Anyway, as long as you're okay." Xiao Jia naturally recognized Dorothy and said to her with a sigh of relief.

"Come on, let's deal with this guy first." Dorothy looked at Jason who was leaning on Xiaojia, and silently poured out the water from the Lazarus Pool in the system backpack. Seeing that the water level was almost more than half, she looked in the bucket and saw that there was still half of the water left.

Then she took out the diluent as a mission reward, unscrewed the lid and poured it in. Although she didn't know what the ratio of the diluent to pool water was, Dorothy still chose to pour it all in.

The originally emerald green pool water turned milky white after the diluent was poured in, and looked like milk.

"Put him in." Dorothy decided that after Jason Todd woke up, she would exploit this tool madly.

"Okay!" Xiao Jia put him into the pool without saying anything. Seeing the water covering Jason's head, she sighed and said to Xiao Jia, "Don't let him drown. If he drowns, we will have one less tool."

"I understand." Xiao Jia looked at the time, then lifted Jason's head up again, and then after a while he sank him into the water again. He repeated this over and over again, and Dorothy felt as if she was being tortured.