Win Wayne

Barry lowered his head, and clicked save on the phone very seriously.

He looked up to find that Wen had been looking at him.

Perhaps because he was used to seeing it, Barry also found many things that were not like bats on Wen's face. The first and most obvious point was that Wen was too weak.

It's all about the fragility shown in the details.

Her standing posture is straight, but her morbid paleness and thinness are more obvious.

There was a thin blush on her cheeks, and this blush was extremely vivid against her pale skin.

... something seems wrong?

Relying on super speed, Barry quickly touched Wen's forehead, and was frightened by the hot touch: "You, you have a fever!"

Do bat cubs actually have a fever? !

Aren't those little ghosts alive even if their legs are broken?

Why is this bat cub actually sick!

Could it be because this is a lonely bat cub?

"Huh?" Wen asked suspiciously, "Really?"

Wow, how did you know she had a fever? It's impossible to detect a fever by eye!No matter how you think about it, you have to have physical contact to be sure!

Super speed is good, if you do something quietly, you won't be noticed. Damn, she also wants to have super speed, so she can sneak around and molest others!

But if she has superpowers... To be honest, she would be too embarrassed not to be a superhero. After all, it is a superpower, and it would be too much for her conscience to just use it for sneaky things.

But Wen didn't want to be a superhero, what's wrong with ordinary people?Although ordinary people have many crises, they are definitely easier to be happy than Chaoying

"Of course! You have a fever, high fever!" Barry almost collapsed, "Didn't you feel it yourself?"

"...my body is not very good," basically there is no time for comfort, this broken body.

Wen was a little guilty, mainly because he was embarrassed to scare the Flash: "So it's actually the same for me."

Wendy's body is broken, but Wendy's ballet is very good.

How much effort did she put in?

- I don't try hard.

No way, for a salty fish like me, you worked very hard.

——I have great talent, that's all.Ballet requires excellent physical condition. It has high requirements for body shape, muscles and bones, and I am completely satisfied.I shouldn't even be so vulnerable, I...

Wendy's anger was so intense and sudden that she cut off abruptly in the middle of a sentence, but Wendy would always understand what she didn't finish.

Wendy wanted to say, but I was ruined by psychological problems.

A little sadness finally surged into Wen's heartless mind, but this emotion was so thin, like dew in the early morning, it disappeared after a while.

Barry made a decisive decision: "I'll buy you some medicine."

"No, there are doctors I am familiar with in the nearby private hospital." Wen said softly, "Can you take me there, Barry?"

Of course, absolutely, Barry agreed without saying a word, and asked Wen to wait a while, and his car was parked nearby-in fact, he found a car in New York and picked the lock, and then pushed it to the car. At the intersection, drive over pretendingly.

"Come on." Barry stared at Wen worriedly, "Do you want me to help you?"

"Yes." Wen stood still.

Barry quickly jumped out of the car, and stretched out his arms nervously to signal Wen to hold him: "What's wrong? Is it so uncomfortable? Are you still standing still?"

Wen slowly got into the passenger seat with Barry's help: "I'm standing still...I want you to hold me up."

——Because of some special appearance reasons, Barry is actually not very easy to use.Are you sure you have to challenge the high difficulty at the beginning?

I treat him as a friend!

—There is no contradiction between being a friend and making him.

For me there is!No, it cannot be said that there is. I think it is acceptable to start with friends and gradually transform into a relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend.

But what you said is not good!You scumbag!

——I just try to bring joy to the boys and girls who love me, and I love them too.I have thick hair after all, you know.

Wen was persuaded, but she decided to keep her attitude.

When Barry was driving, he would still sneak a glance at Wen from time to time. The bat cub remained silent from start to finish, his breathing and heartbeat were barely audible.

... Bat, he is unlikely to raise his cubs like this, right?It shouldn't be.

Obviously the cubs he adopted were very tough.

It's not that Bat has never had girls as assistants, and those girls are also very tough, completely different from Wen.

Barry was so nervous, Barry was so scared, Barry was scared to death.

If something had happened with Wen around him... Barry would have been guilty enough to kill himself without the bat getting angry.

In fact, Barry is not particularly afraid of bats. Although the gaze from Batman is frightening, as long as you are big enough, you can ignore it perfectly. go too far.

Happy Ignore Barry!

But if Wen really had an accident, the bat's reaction... Is it still too late for him to write his will and epitaph?

Time passed very slowly, and Barry had to take a quick look at Wen Hao almost every second or two to make sure she was still alive. He was really afraid that Wen Hao would die suddenly halfway, really, he wasn't exaggerating, he knew that sometimes his reaction was true It's an exaggeration, but not this time.

Wen she looked like she was so weak that she might fall to the ground and stop breathing at any time.

After frantically running through several red lights, the private hospital finally arrived. The security guard looked at Barry vigilantly, but his eyes relaxed when he saw Wen who was being helped out of the car by him.

He opened the door directly.

Barry: "...do you come here often?"

Why was he not surprised that Wen Wen Hospital was very familiar with this matter.It just feels so normal, it’s not normal if you’re not familiar with it.

Wen didn't know either, how could she know if Wendy came here often.

But it looked like it was, and it felt like it was, so she said, "...that's right."

Not long after they entered the door, a doctor came. She was a serious-looking woman in her fifties, with silver-white hair neatly combed and tied into a bun behind her head.

"Wendy," she said, looking critically at Barry before turning to Wen, "You haven't been here for a few days, and I was just about to make a call. Do you still have enough medicine?"

It turns out that the box full of medicines was provided by you.

"Enough is enough," Wen said.

She let go of Barry obediently, and walked towards the doctor, not sure how she should treat him, but the doctor was not surprised by her indifference, but said skillfully, "Fever again?"

... The word "again" is very subtle.

Without waiting for Wen's answer, she continued, "It's time to eat well."

Is this "again" appearing more frequently?

Wendy, why don't you eat well?Although I eat junk food, I eat three meals a day!

"Come with me, first draw blood for routine," she turned around, "After the blood routine is done, I will give you a delivery list, and you can order the food you want in these stores. Your tongue is too picky No, it's not good for your health."

Wen herself was not picky at all when eating, and she knew that what she ate was not tasty, but she could swallow it.

She agreed: "Okay, thank you doctor."

She felt a very strong anxiety before the blood was drawn, wow Wendy, she said deep down, are you afraid of injections?But I'm a coward, I thought if I was so cowardly, you would be a very courageous young lady, right?

Wendy didn't respond, she was deep in consciousness.

It was as if he was deliberately hiding.

Wen sat down in front of the doctor, but he gave her a suspicious look and said, "The bed is in the room."

Wendy, do you still need to lie on the bed after getting an injection?It's so surprising!

She went to the small room behind the isolation curtain, lay down on the hospital bed, and pulled up the cuffs to expose her arms. The doctor came in with tools, wiped and disinfected them, and took out the syringes. The sharp needles shone with sharp silver light.

Wen started to panic.

She obeyed her advice without hesitation, and didn't turn her head to watch the blood drawing process.After a slight sting, the needle was removed, and the doctor applied cotton balls to stop the bleeding.

Wen turned around and said, "I can..." pressing the cotton.

Before she finished speaking, she saw the small tube of blood placed on the table by the doctor.

The blood was thick and black.

She suddenly felt intense dizziness, the world in her eyes turned into blurred blocks of color, and she seemed to be deprived of control over her body.Wen wanted to take a deep breath, but her lungs constricted. She wanted to speak, but her lips were stuck together.

Doctors were quick to notice her abnormality, but took it as normal.

She calmly pressed the wound until she was sure the wound was no longer bleeding, then took out a cute bandage from the drawer to cover Wen's wound.

Barry was circling outside the door uneasily, wanting to rush in to have a look, but knew he couldn't help at all.

The doctor stopped him: "Sir?"

"Huh?" Barry turned his head quickly, "Is there anything I can do?"

The doctor didn't think his overly attentive attitude was strange at all. Her eyes were so sharp that they didn't match her age. When she looked at Barry, she always made Barry feel guilty subconsciously.

She said: "Wendy has a poor appetite and she has very high standards for food, but recently she has been eating a lot of high fat and high calorie junk food. Do you know what's going on?"

"Ah? I don't know." Barry was so embarrassed that he didn't know where to put his hands. "I just met her today... By the way, I saw her eating bread and milk before, like, buttered bread and yogurt?"

The doctor frowned: "She doesn't eat such rough and simple food."

"...I don't know," Barry said.

He didn't know what Wendy didn't eat, and he didn't know that bread and yogurt were rough and simple. After all, he was a messy eater, and high-calorie food was his diet.

The doctor didn't delve into the matter either.

She said: "If you have time, please bring her some nutritious food. She prefers strong smelling varieties, such as curry - please avoid her from eating these, her stomach can't stand irritating spices. Most So I can bring her some porridge, there is a Chinese medicine doctor in our hospital who is good at massage, he wrote Wen a prescription for health porridge, but Wendy doesn't like it."

It's so miserable, I can't eat what I want.

This was Barry's first reaction.

He went out silently, ran to the flower grower to buy a hot porridge, and delivered it to Wen's bedside.

Looking at Wen who was lying on the bed unconsciously, he was very confused: "What's wrong with her?"

"She has severe haemorrhage." The doctor didn't turn his head, "I hung her with salt water."

Haloemia!Barry was shocked again, the bat cub had blood sickness, this, this is too weird!

The doctor came over, opened Wen's backpack quite naturally, took out Wen's medicine box, and opened it for a look.

Barry was shocked by the pill box.

"...She hasn't taken her medicine properly these days." The doctor frowned.