[Zhongyingmei] Treatment is for protection!

Wei Lin heard the call and approached him.

Bruce opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

He wants to ask, is this true?

He hoped that he would be lucky once or twice, but when luck really happened to him, he felt unreal, and after being happy, he felt panic and hesitation.

Wei Lin saw Bruce's uneasiness. He put his hands on Bruce's back and felt the muscles on Bruce's body tense.

Wei Lin bent down slightly, hugged Bruce, and conveyed comfort.

Bruce was silent for a moment, and tightened his arms. This was the second time he showed his weak side in front of Wei Lin. Wei Lin didn't offer any consolation, just a simple hug, but he was really comforted.

Somewhat absurd, Wei Lin is only a 14-year-old boy, and he basically has no fighting ability, but it gives him a sense of security that neither Superman nor Charles has.

...Maybe that's why he felt safe.

Bruce pressed his forehead against Wei Lin's flexible abdomen, feeling more and more ridiculous, but still greedy.

Although it hurt a little from the hard armor on Batman, Wei Lin didn't push him away.

After a while, feeling that Bruce had calmed down, he thought for a while, but he didn't think of any philosophical words, so he patted Bruce on the shoulder and said very plainly:

"Good people are rewarded with good rewards, and they will all get better in the future."

Wei Lin's words were full of decisiveness.

Bruce heard that this was not a simple consolation, but that Wei Lin really felt and believed it.

Bruce has seen too many tragedies. In Gotham, good people tend to die the fastest.

But at this time, Wei Lin's firm tone made him believe this somewhat naive sentence.

"you're right……"

Bruce closed his eyes, the flicker of weakness in his eyes disappeared, and he smiled, such a wide-eyed smile rarely appeared on his face.

He has always been a very tenacious person. Even in the previous situation where it seemed that no light could penetrate, he was so firm towards the light, let alone the fire of hope burning so vigorously now.

After Bruce calmed down, he was a little embarrassed. He was in his 30s, but he had to be comforted by a child who was more than half his age, more than once.

Resisting the urge to cover his face with shame, and deliberately ignoring the rising temperature of his cheeks, Bruce said to Wei Lin:

"It's getting late now, you need to rest."

Seeing Wei Lin's unsightly expression, even though he knew that his recovery ability was strong, Bruce was still a little worried.

"What about you?"

Wei Lin frowned as he looked at the dark circles under his eyes that he had made back in just two or three days.

"You know, I still have my job."

"...Then, the work is going well."

Wei Lin patted Bruce's arm, and threw a life sacrifice without any hesitation, and the status immediately returned to full.

It was only satisfying to see Bruce's instantly radiant face.

"Go to work and always look your best."

Wei Lin raised his eyebrows, and one of his raised lips was a bit evil on this face, but it rarely showed the vitality of a young man, but the light lip color made him look weak.

"Thank you...go to bed now."

Bruce disapproved of Wei Lin treating Barbara and her continuously, even if his physical recovery ability is good, it can't be used in this way, but it's useless to say it now.

At this time, he deeply felt the butler's helplessness, and reflected for three seconds that he had gone too far.

But in the future, try not to get injured as much as possible, and try to reduce the number of Wei Lin's treatments.

After seeing Barbara's miraculous recovery, Bruce became more and more worried that this ability would harm Wei Lin. Most magic followed the principle of equivalent substitution, and Wei Lin's blood loss was not equivalent.

Wei Lin didn't know that he had accomplished the goal that the old housekeeper had been persistently trying to achieve for several years. The excessive blood loss made him dizzy, but it was just good for him to fall asleep.

Bruce sent Barbara back, and he started a routine inspection tour of Gotham. The good mood brought by Barbara's recovery did not make him show mercy to the criminals. Broken legs, no one is whole.

The next day, Barbara was awakened by the voices of two familiar men.

Today's sleep was unexpectedly sweet, and Barbara was a little reluctant to wake up completely, turned over and curled herself up under the quilt to continue sleeping.

……

Wait, turn over?Curl up?

!!!

Barbara sat up abruptly, the bed under her body creaked loudly, but she ignored it, and didn't even glance at the quilt thrown out by her momentary fright, but stared dumbfounded at her freely bending hands. leg.

...So, is she still dreaming?

In a daze, Barbara ignored her father's worried cries.

When she came to her senses again, there were already two more men in her room.

One is his dad, and the other is Gotham's famous playboy Bruce. Of course, she knows it's Batman.

She already remembered that she was taken for treatment by Batman last night. Although she didn't know what method was used, she obviously recovered very well, even as if she had returned to the past.

Seeing that the two people were still looking at her, although they understood that they were worried about her,

but……

She's still a girl after all, right?

The corners of Barbara's mouth twitched slightly and she pulled her pajamas back, thankfully she was wearing a conservative style.

Barbara felt that she would have to suspect that she had changed her gender from time to time, otherwise Gordon would forget it. Why could Batman come and go in and out of her room so naturally?

"How are you?"

Bruce looked anxiously, and his melancholy but charming eyes looked forward with anticipation. Without the cover of the bat mask, his handsome face was exposed, and he was almost emitting his hormones at any time.

It's a pity that she was used to being teased by Dick, who was more handsome than Bruce. Barbara was completely unaffected. She jumped off the bed neatly, pushed out two men who shouldn't be here, and used actions to prove that she was good. A chance to observe your own body.

Barbara stretched out her hand and looked at the plump skin on it. It didn't look dry before, only the thick calluses that still existed showed that she had been paralyzed.

Barbara dug out her favorite gymnastics stick from the drawer at the bottom of the bed, and impromptued in the room. Although her movements became a little stumbling due to several years of neglect, she was sure that she had indeed recovered.

Barbara tidied herself up, splashed a handful of water on her face, looked at herself in the mirror, and showed a bright and confident smile on her lips.

Barbara's mood is mature, except for the joy and excitement at the beginning, her mood is stable, and she will soon discuss the next arrangement with her father and Bruce.

Gordon recovered from the ecstasy of his daughter's recovery, and thinking of the current situation in Gotham, his mood sank immediately.

"Can't stay in Gotham anymore, Arkham can't trap the clown, he doesn't know what he will do after knowing it."

"I think so too. If you want to hide the fact that you have recovered, the best way is undoubtedly to change your identity and change your city," Bruce said.

When Barbara heard this, she frowned slightly:

"This is also my city, you are all here, where do you want me to go?

Don't forget that my identity has now been transformed into an oracle. Even if the clown is in my professional field, they can't find me. I don't intend to show that I have recovered. good camouflage. "

Bruce and Gordon saw the unquestionable firmness in her eyes, knowing that they could not change her mind, they reluctantly agreed.

In the end, only four people including Wei Lin and Alfred knew about the fact that Barbara's body had recovered. Barbara didn't let Bruce tell Dick.

"He is a very good person, and I still feel emotional when I think about it now, but it's over with him, and we each have a new life, so we shouldn't bother."

Barbara said so when Bruce questioned her.

It's just that the matter of the Poison Ivy Girl won't make Barbara worry about it, she knows that it's the reason for the other party's ability.

At first, it was just a little temper tantrum, but she became disabled before they reconciled. She knew Dick's gentleness, but she didn't want to drag him down. She chose to use this excuse to push him away, which indirectly caused Dick to go away. Lu Haiwen sprinkled another handful of salt on the wound in Bruce's heart.

The right and wrong in the past will not be turned out one by one to get entangled, and what is missed will be missed after all, so it is not bad for each to be safe.

Looking at Barbara's peaceful eyes, Bruce felt a little sorry for her and Dick, but he didn't speak up. He respected Barbara's choice.

Although I am a little sorry for Dick, he feels that Dick, who has inherited his playboy skills better than blue, is really not worthy of such a good cabbage as Barbara.

In this regard, Bruce felt that he was better than Dick. Anyway, he would not hurt other people's feelings if he was careless.

Of course, he wouldn't admit that he wasn't as good at making girls happy as Dick was.

Before Wei Lin started school, because he lived on campus, Al prepared clothes for all seasons. Bruce hurriedly made a smart phone with artificial intelligence, which Wei Lin named Sai Wen, and the other end was Connected to his artificial intelligence Jan (Jan), it is guaranteed that Wei Lin will know as soon as there is an accident.

Charles didn't show any difference to Wei Lin, just like he did to ordinary mutants.

But Wei Lin's good-looking face and somewhat fierce temperament still attracted a lot of attention.

Even if she is not as good-looking as a good guy, she is still good-looking, and it is easy to attract the favor of girls. In less than half a month, the precocious and enthusiastic girls in the United States expressly and implicitly want to talk to Wei Lin as friends.

But obviously Wei Lin is not a pervert, and his attitude towards these girls is at the level of elders.

The experience in his previous life told him that if you don't like it, don't keep hope, so Wei Lin always refuses quite simply, and the reason is always that you don't like it.

Girls also have self-esteem, and the other party has made it clear that they don't like it and naturally they won't pester them anymore.

The boys can't understand Wei Lin's haughty look like he doesn't care about anything, but the teacher is usually very strict, and the consequences of provoking trouble, especially if he uses his ability recklessly, will be very serious if he is found out.

Originally, it was possible to fight legally in the actual combat class, but Wei Lin did not take the actual combat class at all.

This was approved by Charles himself.

The teachers didn't know the reason, and the students naturally didn't know the reason.

Anyway, there are all kinds of guesses, and it is generally accepted that Wei Lin is in poor health.

When this rumor spread, most of those dislikes for Wei Lin disappeared.

After being well educated, most of the mutant students at Xavier College are very compassionate, and they often have a sense of responsibility to protect mutants with weaker abilities and physical defects.

Even though Wei Lin seems to have a strong aura, it may be because of his previous experience. He just uses his aura to scare people, so as not to let others hurt him.

After thinking about it like this, I feel that Wei Lin's black face is not scary anymore!Rather cute?

Wei Lin: ... Heh

Many girls turned their admiration for Wei Lin's face into strong maternal love and desire to protect, no matter how black Wei Lin resisted.

Wei Lin really felt that the generation gap between him and these children was too big, and the children nowadays have really big brains.

The direct result of this was that Wei Lin didn't want to talk to them more and more. He had been studying hard for a semester, and because of his good looks, he got a cheating nickname of "little prince". Wei Lin was speechless.

Charles, who was watching secretly, was amused by this, but he didn't intervene. Even Xavier College thought that Wei Lin was useless, and outsiders would naturally pay less attention to Wei Lin.