[Zhongyingmei] Today I also survived

Probably because of Ivan's honest self-cultivation, the injuries on his wrists and feet recovered quickly, so after the stitches were removed from the wound on his neck, he was allowed to be discharged from the hospital.

"There will be the last infusion in a while," the nurse said to Ivan, "and then you can go home."

"I see, thank you." Ivan watched the nurse leave the room.

His cell phone rang, and he picked it up, it was a message from Steve.

"I'll pick you up for dinner later," Ann read the content of the text message, "the restaurant has already been booked."

"Wow," An Yinyang said angrily, "You guys can finally have dinner, it's not easy."

Ivan didn't care about it, he quickly replied a good word to Steve, and then put away the phone.

The door of the ward was pushed open by the nurse who had left before, and the nurse skillfully gave Ivan a needle, and then told Ivan.

"Ring the bell when you pull out the needle." The nurse left the ward after she finished speaking.

Ivan leaned on the bed, took the newspaper on the side, and read it casually.

After about half an hour, Ivan yawned, and he felt sleepy for no reason.Ivan raised his head and looked at the medicine for his infusion. There was still more than half of it left. He tried hard to open his eyes that were about to close and set an alarm clock for himself on his mobile phone.

"What are you doing?" An asked, "Are you going to sleep? You fell asleep, what should you do when the medicine is finished?"

"Too sleepy," Ivan felt that his eyelids could no longer be opened, and his voice gradually became weaker, "I set the alarm clock, and I will sleep for fifteen..."

The young man's words stopped abruptly, replaced by steady breathing.

There was silence in the ward, and after a few minutes, the door of the room was pushed open.

The Mad Hatter pushed a wheelchair to Ivan's bed. He looked at the young man on the bed, and then rubbed the young man's cheek with his fingers.

"It's so cute, my Alice." The Mad Hatter smiled.

Immediately afterwards, the Mad Hatter pulled out the needle from Ivan's hand, and then carried Ivan to the wheelchair including the quilt.

The Mad Hatter pushed Ivan out of the ward, and he met the little nurse who had given Ivan the injection.

The little nurse stood at the door of the ward with a dazed expression, talking to herself.

The Mad Hatter glanced at the nurse, tilted his head and thought for a while.

"If someone calls your name, you'll wake up." The Mad Hatter snapped his fingers in the nurse's ear.

Watching the nurse continue to talk to himself, the Mad Hatter didn't stay long. He pushed Ivan towards the elevator.He had been waiting for this opportunity near the hospital for more than ten days. Finally, Alice's health was almost healed, and the Avenger was not there. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

The elevator soon arrived at the underground parking lot. The Mad Hatter pushed Ivan to a car. He moved Ivan into the car, then took out a syringe and injected Ivan with something.

"Very good," the Mad Hatter sat in the driver's seat, and he glanced at the young man beside him, "Don't worry about Alice, we'll be back in Gotham soon."

When Steve got the call from the hospital, he was already in a taxi and was about to arrive at the hospital.

"Mr. Rogers, may I ask if Mr. Ivan Bird has been discharged from the hospital?" The voice on the phone was a bit noisy.

Steve froze for a moment: "No, he should have another infusion this afternoon, and he should still be in the hospital now."

The other end of the phone seemed to be asking someone else something, and then spoke quickly.

"Mr. Bird is missing," said the voice on the other end of the phone, "and after noon today, all the surveillance cameras on Mr. Bird's floor have failed, and we can't adjust the surveillance."

"Are you sure he didn't leave the hospital on his own? Can you get in touch with him?"

"Where's your nurse in charge of the ward? Didn't she go to the ward today?" Steve asked.

The voice of a young girl was replaced on the other end of the phone. It was the little nurse who had been in charge of Ivan's ward.

"I'm sorry," the little nurse sounded a little choked up, "I seem to have fallen asleep, and I don't remember anything after giving Mr. Bird the injection."

Steve was silent for a moment: "Don't you remember anything? What is the last thing you remember? Or have you ever met strange people outside the ward?"

"I got the medicine from the nurse's station, and after giving Mr. Bird an injection," the little nurse recalled, "I bumped into a male nurse I didn't know at the door of the ward, and knocked off his pocket watch. I apologize. After that, I don't remember anything."

"Pocket watch?" Steve found an important message from the little nurse's words, "What does that man look like?"

"I don't know," the little nurse choked up again, "He was wearing a mask, and I didn't see his face."

With the pocket watch and unconsciousness, Steve almost subconsciously thought of the criminal from Gotham who escaped from S.H.I.E.L.D. not long ago.

"The Mad Hatter."

When Ivan woke up, the sky was dyed a light golden color, and the morning sun shone through the car window. He only glanced at the roadside sign in a daze. He had already left New York.

"It's too early to wake up now," the man's voice sounded from Ivan's ear, "You have to sleep for a while, Alice."

The moment that familiar disgusting title sounded, Ivan knew who was sitting next to him.Before he could say anything, a white handkerchief covered his mouth and nose.

The smell of ether flooded into Ivan's nostrils, and this situation reminded him of the time when Hannibal fainted him before. His last thought before he fell into a coma was——Sure enough, criminals kidnap people in the same way .

After an unknown amount of time, when Ivan woke up again, the car was already driving on a desolate road.

At the end of the road, the shadow of a city was vaguely revealed. Ivan saw the roadside sign, with Gotham City written in front of the arrow.

"We'll be there soon," the Mad Hatter noticed that Ivan was awake, and he didn't intend to stun Ivan this time. "Are you excited? Alice, Gotham is ahead."

Ivan moved his bound wrist, and he frowned at the familiar feeling of weakness in his hands and feet.

"You drugged me." Ivan said calmly.

The Mad Hatter grinned, and he squinted at the young man beside him.

"I dare not underestimate you, Alice," said the Mad Hatter. "Last time, you nearly knocked my brain out with a hammer."

While the Mad Hatter was talking, the car drove into Gotham, and in Gotham City at midnight, the streets were unusually quiet.

"I'm regretting it now," Ivan said blankly, "I should have smashed your head right back then."

"We're here." The Mad Hatter wasn't angry because of Ivan's words. He stopped the car next to a building and looked at Ivan sideways.

"Welcome to Gotham."

Ivan stumbled past a group of people dressed in tatters and wearing masks that resembled medieval beak doctors.

After the group greeted the Mad Hatter, they turned their attention to Ivan.

Under the cover of the beak mask, the whispers of those people became distorted and indistinct.

"Jonathan." The Mad Hatter called to a ragged man in the distance.

The man heard the voice of the Mad Hatter and turned his head, and Ivan saw clearly that the man had a sack on his head. The tattered clothes and the bag on his head made the man look like a scarecrow in a rice field.

"You're back." The Scarecrow walked towards the Mad Hatter, and he glanced at Ivan beside the Mad Hatter.

"I want to introduce someone to you," the Mad Hatter looked extremely excited, and he put his hand on Ivan's shoulder. "I found my Alice, and it's him!"

The Mad Hatter's words made the Scarecrow look at Ivan again. He looked at Ivan's head wrapped in a sackcloth bag, making it impossible to guess his expression.

"He is a man," said the Scarecrow.

"It doesn't matter," said the Mad Hatter, "it's all small things, and I'm pretty sure he's the Alice I've been looking for."

The Scarecrow didn't speak this time, he looked at Ivan from the two holes in the sackcloth pocket.After a while, he looked away.

"As you like," said the Scarecrow, "I have something else to tell you."

"You shouldn't be coming back now." The Scarecrow took a newspaper from the table beside him and handed it to the Mad Hatter. "The situation now is more complicated than when I called you before."

The Mad Hatter scanned the contents of the newspaper, and raised his eyebrows.

Ivan saw a few words sporadically from the newspaper, and then the newspaper was returned to the Scarecrow by the Mad Hatter.

"Penguin will hold a private dinner tomorrow," the Scarecrow handed over another invitation, "This is for you."

"Ha," the Mad Hatter took the invitation and sneered, "Why, Penguin doesn't care about the fact that I burned his wine with Poison Ivy last time?"

"He means the clown is all that matters now," said the Scarecrow. "The clown is completely insane. He blew up City Hall yesterday."

"City Hall?" The Mad Hatter raised his voice a little, and he seemed to be gloating. "That bat and his little bird didn't bother the clown?"

The Scarecrow looked at the Mad Hatter: "What do you think?"

The Mad Hatter laughed twice: "Then why does the penguin meddle in this business? Isn't he always avoiding the clown?"

The Scarecrow sneered, "The Clown blew up one of his arsenals, and his most profitable wine."

"Wow," the Mad Hatter laughed, "is he going to fight the Joker because of these things?"

"How is it possible," said the Scarecrow, "he didn't want to fight against the clown, he just used the name of suppressing the clown to create momentum for himself."

The Scarecrow paused, hesitated, and said in an uncertain tone: "I heard that he wants to be the mayor."