The bat's family Wayne [Comprehensive British and American]

Four eyes facing each other.

No, the four eyes are facing each other x2.

Bruce and Bruce looked at each other, and saw Alfred's smiling but obviously unhappy face over the other's shoulder.

Bruce: ...

Tremendous stress.

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He barely maintained his indifferent expression, casually: "Really? Do you really care?"

"Of course I care." Brucey glared at Bruce.He seemed to be hurt by Bruce's attitude, he didn't waste any more words, and lowered his head to find the sutures he needed according to Bruce's request.

The slightly thick needle pierced through the flesh and was pulled out—Bruci had tried his best to slow down his movements, but the muscles under his hands still trembled.

"Take as little breath as you can," Bruce said.

The wound is on the chest and that's it.

If Bruce took a deep breath because of the painful stimulus, it would have a huge disruption to his stitches.

Bruce lowered his eyes, unable to see the expression on his face.But Bruce could clearly feel that he was controlling his breathing.

The undulations of the skin under his hands quickly smoothed out until they no longer interfered with his healing process.

Brucey admired such endurance, but felt even more suffocated because of it.

——How many injuries do you have to suffer, and how accustomed you are to enduring pain before you can adapt to the pain of the needle and thread piercing through the flesh?This is not a matter of one stitch and two stitches. If you want to sew up all three claw marks, it will definitely not work without more than 20 stitches.

Brucey tried to speed up as much as possible, but when he thought that Bruce didn't take anesthesia, the pain seemed to be transmitted from the needle and thread in his hand to his heart, and people couldn't help but empathize with him.

"Sew tighter," Bruce told him.

Bruce's sewing hand paused.He lowered his eyes as if he didn't hear, but did as he asked without saying anything.

After treating the wound on the upper body, then the legs.Although the burn was infected, it was not as serious as the large wound on the upper body because of Bruce's skillful technique.

Bruce also calmed down at this moment, and was finally able to speak calmly.

"Tell me," he said, "how did you get those injuries?"

Brucey looked up at Bruce: "Don't fool me with the excuse of extreme sports to fool outsiders. Since you agreed to let me treat the wound, you must be ready to let me know everything."

"I—" Bruce began.

"Where did you fight with?" Bruce quickly asked.

"……Cambodia."

"Oh, it's still a transnational mission."

"..." Bruce paused, "This time it was an accident—" In his plan, there shouldn't have been such a serious injury.

Of course, there will always be a gap between theory and actual combat, and Batman is used to this.

"Are you going to tell me that you don't usually have such injuries?" Brucey mocked him.

Bruce choked again.He really wanted to express this meaning, but when the words came out of Brucey's mouth, it seemed that the taste changed so that he couldn't answer.

——After all, Brucey had just bandaged his wound, and the other party knew exactly how many scars he had on his body.

He took a deep breath.

Exactly what Bruce said.When Bruce agreed to bandage his wound, Bruce was ready to tell Bruce that he was Batman.

Alfred is right.He has always been suspicious of Brucey's origin, and he is completely presuming guilt-since Brucey has not shown suspicious from the beginning to the end, there is no reason for him to remain on guard against Brucey.

And as the butler said.As his peer in another world, Brucey can naturally understand his own thoughts.And he happens to be a qualified doctor - he will be the best helper behind Batman.

Even taking a step back, Bruce was unwilling to help.With the current relationship between the two, the man would not reveal Bruce's identity.Brucey is clearly an emotional man.Bruce admits that he's a bit mean to rely on his peer connection.But, oh my god - Batman isn't even a legitimate existence, is he?

Bruce looked at Brucey's expression more carefully, and considered his own words.

"Bruce, listen to me," Bruce looked at him, "I admit I'm hiding something from you..."

"Now you're willing to tell me, shouldn't I be honored?" Bruce interrupted, even looking a little mean.

"Bruce, you're not calm now..." Bruce frowned.

Bruce turned his head.

Of course he knew he wasn't calm.Seeing the scars on Bruce's body, Bruce has already guessed his identity...

But how is it possible?

Brucey has always thought that he and Bruce are peers. Although they have different experiences, the identity of peers dooms the connection between the two of them in this world. Who else can be more like themselves than each other?

But the reality is like a slap in the face and makes him wake up: he and Bruce are completely different in a certain aspect.

Batman is close at hand.

Bruce didn't feel excited, just ironic.

"What were you thinking when I introduced myself to you?" Bruce said. "Observing? Examining? Evaluating?"

"You left me in Wayne Manor, and you tied our identities firmly together—" Brucey thought more and more angrily, "Do you really want to accept me, or do you want to keep me by your side for convenience? Surveillance? Ah, my dear brother?"

"When I care about your safety, don't you think it's a little ridiculous?"

"..." Bruce had a headache.

He never expected Bruce to react like this.Fortunately, the EQ of Bruce's baby is still there, so he immediately said firmly: "No."

"Then there are others?" Bruce snorted.

He understands Batman's approach intellectually, but he can't accept it emotionally.Probably because in Bruce's concept, they should be special to each other as peers - no matter how many precautions are put in front of each other, they should be able to be easily expressed and resolved together.

It was as if he came to this different world and chose to believe in Bruce without hesitation.

Bruce knew in his heart that he was digging into a dead end.But Bruce couldn't control his thoughts, nor could he restrain his rising emotions.

He heard Bruce sigh.

Bruce, no, Batman is still hurt.Bruce knew that he was still having a fever, even if he wanted to quarrel, he shouldn't quarrel with him now——

His chest rose and fell violently, suppressing his emotions abruptly.

Bruce lowered his head and packed up the disassembled medical equipment.

Bruce looked at him: "You are so smart, you must have guessed it."

——He used the damned affirmative sentence!Bruce forced his lips together, restraining himself from getting angry at Bruce.

Yes, Bruce admits to being emotional.

He hasn't experienced everything Bruce has experienced, and he doesn't know why Bruce became Batman on earth.He just grew up normally, with both parents, carefree... much happier than Bruce.He'll probably never be as stoic and meticulous as Bruce, no, Batman.

Perhaps Bruce felt that letting Bruce see the wound first was a buffer.

But in Bruce's view, this represents Bruce's alienation.

He grew up in a well-communicated family, and he has long been accustomed to expressing his thoughts in words, rather than through such veiled hints.

Bruce even thought...would Bruce be willing to reveal his identity if he hadn't been worried about Ah Fu's return?He had concealed Batman's identity so well before—now thinking of the Batcomputer Bruce gave him, and the day Bruce visited him as Batman, Bruce felt that it was funny and ironic.

He'd rather Bruce stand in front of him on an ordinary day and say 'I'm Batman'.

It's not like it is now, which is more or less a last resort.

Even now, is it difficult to simply admit that you are Batman and say an apology?

No matter how sincere Bruce is, it's hard for Bruce to accept his way of expression.He held his breath and didn't want to look at Bruce.

"If you'd like," Bruce said, "I'd like to hire you as my personal family doctor, what do you think?"

"Bruce Wayne doesn't need a family doctor, does he?"

"But no one is better than you." The two sat and stood, Bruce looked up, and his blue eyes seemed to be full of expectation for this matter.

Looking at Bruce's blue eyes, looking at his beautiful, sincere face, who else could say no to him?

Bruce turned away.

It was the same face Bruce had when he wanted him to stay in Gotham.The scene at that time is still fresh in my memory, Brucey will not be so easily handled by the same means.

——Thinking about it now, at that time, Bruce's sincere retention was really because he couldn't bear himself?Not necessarily?

Thinking of how moved he was at that time, Bruce's expression became even colder.

"Even without me, didn't you live like this for so many years?" Bruce said, "It can be seen that whether I exist or not is irrelevant to you."

"..."

Bruce sighed.

He knew that Brucey was talking angry, but there was no way to calm him down—who told him that he was the culprit who provoked Brucey's anger?

At this time, it is really more to say more mistakes, less to say less mistakes.

Brucey actually knew why he was hiding it from him.It's just that his lack of social experience makes him unable to calm down and deal with everything.

This is probably another distress brought about by a happy life.

The wind and rain of the outside world are blocked by his parents. It is a good thing that Bruce has been carefree since he was a child and has few setbacks.But because of this, he has not learned not to be controlled by emotions at any time.

In Bruce's view, Brucey was too immature and innocent.

Bruce heard him sigh again.

The fingers hanging by his side moved, and Brucey turned back to look at Bruce, and then moved away.He carried a tray and threw all the discarded things into a special trash can.

All kinds of emotions surged in Bruce's heart. He was angry that Bruce didn't care about his body and got himself covered in bruises, and he was also angry with Bruce for hiding it, angry with him—even now he was unwilling to be honest.

Bruce hasn't even said the word 'Batman' until now.

"I don't think it's necessary," he said with his back turned to Bruce, "Batman doesn't need me."

"I want to thank you for your care these past few months, Bruce," he said, "but I'm not qualified to be your secretary."

"It should be effective to resign to you now?"

"..."

"I will repay you in the future." Brucey left the words, and hurried out of the medical room, with a feeling of running away.

Alfred looked at the direction Bruce left, and then at Bruce.

Ah Fu: "Master——"

He felt that Bruce was not very angry, maybe Bruce could be coaxed after catching up?

Bruce looked back.

"Let him calm down."

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