[Zhongyingmei] This villain has nothing to say

The injury seems to be more serious than she imagined...

Blood-soaked gauze and bandages piled up on the ground, and it took Amis a lot of energy just to remove the bullet from the boy's leg.

When she was in S.H.I.E.L.D., in order to make herself look like a qualified medical doctor, she had studied with the doctors there for a period of time, and later she also had the experience of helping agents deal with gunshot wounds, so that she would not be injured again. Don't know where to start when faced with a gunshot wound.

Find a way to buy a lot of medical items.But after stopping the bleeding from the shot, Amis realized that compared to the bruised parts and dislocated bones on his body, and the fact that he didn’t have a good spot of skin, the wound he was shot was almost nothing to talk about. Up is the worst.

Those accumulated old wounds, as well as the new wounds stuck together with the old scabs, made it impossible for her to deal with it.

Do you want to take him to the hospital?

When she first came out of Arkham, she actually had the idea of ​​taking the boy to the hospital, but she wasn't sure if Amis's previous identity information was on the wanted list, and this boy... Although she believed in Arkham's Guys with abnormal brains wouldn't really worry about him because he was a bad boy. His identity and background would be rather special. After thinking about it, Amis temporarily rented an apartment in the East District to temporarily house the boy.

The boy with a sharp face didn't sleep peacefully at all. His limbs were stiff and his brows were furrowed, as if he was maintaining a high level of vigilance even in a dream.

Frankly speaking, when Amy Ribbon took him away before, she worried more than once that he would not be able to persist with such serious injuries... There are many fatal injuries on his body, and the deformed ribs make breathing like a piece of cake for him. It was a difficult thing, but he was surprisingly strong and survived tenaciously like a miracle.

No... Even if he went to the hospital, it would not be easy to treat his internal injuries. With the medical conditions of this world, it seemed that deformed and broken bones could not be properly repaired.His growth period is not over yet, if his body grows abnormally, it may affect his future life.

Don't go to the hospital...

After thinking for a while, Amis came up with the plan to take him back to the spaceship.

There is also a repair fluid on her spaceship that can heal trauma, and it should be able to...

The treatment process just now was pretty smooth, but this time she approached the bed and was about to pick him up, when the sleeping boy suddenly opened his eyes as if he had been disturbed by something.

"Boom!——" What fell to the ground was the bottle of nutrient solution that Amis had just given him an injection, and the scalpel and tweezers on the table beside the bed also fell to the ground with the boy's uproarious movements. on the ground.

No time to pay attention to those.

In a blink of an eye, Amis was knocked down to the ground by the boy who suddenly attacked without warning.

As if hitting the eyes of a pair of ferocious beasts, a hoarse and dry voice shouted at her, "Where's the clown!?"

Amis's hand had subconsciously clasped the pale arm that lay across her neck. Hearing his question, she slowly eased the movement of her hand, and was no longer in a hurry to get rid of his restraint.

As if the nightmare hadn't fully awakened, he seemed to think he was still in the same prison that held him, and they were still in Arkham.

She stared quietly at those vigilant eyes for a while, and waited for the other's rapid breathing to calm down a little before she made a sound.

"I'm not sure..." Amis said, if the clown is not dead now, he should still be in Arkham.She thought for a while, and avoided the name that might irritate him, "We've already come out... That person should still be locked up in Arkham."

"No..." The corners of the boy's lips trembled, his trembling voice seemed to be in disbelief, as if he heard a joke from her mouth.

"No..." Jason murmured and repeated.

This is impossible, how is this possible, how could he escape.

His scattered thoughts gradually focused, and he remembered the doctor who was attacked by him in front of him.Before losing consciousness, she told him that she would take him out of that hellish place, that no one could hurt him again.

But how is it possible, she is so fragile, she can't even avoid his attack, how can she have a way to escape from the clown, and how can she escape from that cage with him?

The smell of the overturned disinfectant filled the room, and the cold smell pierced into his empty stomach, causing a sharp sour pain.

Following the dirt on the ground, Jason raised his head and saw a clean white room.

He was in what looked like a neat apartment-style house.

This cognition did not convince Jason that the environment he was in was safe. He vigilantly observed every entrance of the room.Is the clown still hiding somewhere?Is this another dollhouse that he has carefully arranged...

"It's true, we are already outside." Amis noticed that his highly tense spirit did not relax for a moment, and pointed him in the direction of the window.

Outside the glass window with the curtains not closed, the neon lights that will be lit are vaguely evoking the outline of a black city.

Amis looked at the young man who was looking sideways out of the window, as if stunned.

The blood in the infusion tube was flowing backwards along his pale arm, but he didn't notice it at all.Those hands were obviously skinny due to long-term lack of nutrition, but they didn't know where they burst out with so much strength.

His outburst action just now was so violent, the place where he had been hemostasis probably had to be bandaged again.

When dealing with children, Amis tends to be more patient, but now she can't let this boy continue to torment, it will only make him hurt himself continuously.

She grabbed his wrist, trying to subdue him as lightly as possible and let him lie back obediently, "It's safe now, you can rest assured that no one will hurt you again, you are obedient..."

——It can only be said that Amis may never figure out how to coax a child. She wants him to cooperate and stop touching the wound. She takes him for treatment.

But before he could finish his sentence, the young man was stimulated somewhere, his breathing suddenly quickened, and the blue eyes that were looking straight at her seemed to have been violated, cold and dangerous, with fierceness, even the hands in his hands His strength increased unconsciously.

The tense body in front of her couldn't stop trembling, and now Amis didn't dare to directly suppress him.

... Was what she said just now too fierce?

... Well, she needs to admit that there was a bit of seriousness in what she just said.

Amis doesn't have many opportunities to get along with children, and the two children she met with the same age as teenagers are also easy to talk to. She thinks that children who are more difficult to get along with need to be a little more serious to let him understand what he said. earnest manner.

Who would have thought that it would be wrong to coax like this...

"I will help you heal your wounds, really, don't touch your own wounds again." Somewhat at a loss, Amis took out her tablet and handed it to him, "This is for you first Have a good time..."

On the lit screen, the signal is full.

Said it was for him to play, and gave him the only tablet she used as communication equipment. Amis somehow wanted the boy to know that he could freely choose what he wanted to do, and that he could contact the police or someone he trusted at any time— If that's what makes him feel safe.Except if he was picked up, it might be a little more troublesome for her to take him for treatment.

But what she didn't expect again was that when she handed the tablet in front of him, the unruly young man who was still full of ferocity just now, like a lone wolf competing with someone, his lips quivered, and his eyes suddenly turned red up.

Ah, did she say something wrong again...

Amis watched him carefully, afraid that he would suddenly hurt her again.But after waiting for a while, the boy didn't resist any more, and the pressure on his body gradually eased.

Under the face that was trying to maintain a cold face, there was a grievance and apology that was tightly restrained and did not want to be exposed.

Slap.Amis' fingertips were slightly wet, as if some drops of water had splashed onto her fingers.

The tablet in his hand was not snatched.

"I don't want to go to the hospital..." The dry voice said in a low voice, as if the vocal cords had been damaged.

Amis didn't expect him to take the initiative to say that he didn't want to go to the hospital. Was he avoiding someone, "Okay, don't go to the hospital."

"I don't want to go back..."

Arkham?Now that she took him out, how could she let him go back, she touched the head that was bowed in front of him, "No one can take you away."

Jason didn't dodge, even though he knew it was dangerous to put his vulnerable parts under the control of others, he just quietly looked down at those clear gray pupils.

"Don't let him find me..." he said his last prayer.

Amis naturally thought that the 'he' he said at the end was the clown, "He has no chance to hurt you again."

Very sleepy, his body is already like a mass of parts that are about to rot, and he obviously has no strength to turn, but every time he himself wonders why he still has the strength to run for such a long distance.

A little cold and a little hot.

He knew his temperature wasn't normal, but he was used to it.There was a doctor in front of him, yes, it was like a strange psychological suggestion, just knowing that she was by his side seemed to make all the discomfort in his body less.

He noticed that her hand was on the back of his neck, she seemed to want to sleep for a while, well, he would sleep for a while...

After becoming Batman's Robin, for a long time, Jason didn't have to live the days of negotiating with people in Crime Alley for convenience, but now, he wanted to tell her that he could bring her There are many benefits, he wants to negotiate a deal with her, let her know that he is useful, don't give up on him.

But before falling asleep, his drowsy brain drove his last strength to do another thing.

"Jason Todd," he handed over his name, breathing steadily and about to fall asleep, he said softly again, "I'm sorry..."

Thank you for your willingness to help me, sorry, I doubted you again...

Like a stubborn elk finally willing to bow his haughty head to others, he completely let go of his guard and fell asleep in front of her.

Amis finally dared to touch him, she put him back on the bed.

She thought it would take a long time to coax him, but even she herself didn't know how the child was suddenly coaxed.

He treated the open wound again. Amis noticed that his body temperature was high when she pressed the back of his neck just now. She brushed away the broken hair that blocked his eyes and touched his forehead. He didn't know when It's a fever.

I need to prepare some anti-inflammatory drugs, the nutritional supplements were overturned just now, and I have to buy them again...

No, it doesn't need to be so troublesome to go directly back to the spaceship for treatment.

But again like before, just as she was about to take him away, he opened his eyes again in a daze. He got out of her who was standing by the bed, looked at her in a daze, and quickly fell asleep again.

It doesn't seem so easy to take him out of this environment that he has just accepted...

Forget it, let's prepare some medicine first.

Fingers inadvertently brushed the scar on his face, and suddenly, there seemed to be a cold chill and a strange smile in her ear...

Turning his head and looking out the window, the wind at night is relatively mild, not much chill.

hallucinations?

At this moment, there was another numb pain on the arm, like an electric shock, or a sharp object hitting the body, the tip of a knife, a bullet... Amis was sure that her body had never had the impression that she had suffered those injuries, but the tip of the knife The pain of slowly scratching the scars on the body, and the broken ribs caused by the bullet hitting the body armor, seemed like she had really experienced such an experience.

Amis glanced at the sleeping boy, and probably knew where the hallucination just now came from.

She calmed down her mood, suppressed the emotions that she couldn't accurately describe that lump in her chest, and thought carefully about the priorities that needed to be done later.

Later, she is going to buy some anti-inflammatory drugs, nutrient solution, and more, more...

... and get rid of the clown!

--No!wrong!She shouldn't have thought of killing a human just because she didn't like him! !

Calm down, think about what you need to buy later.

Go buy some anti-inflammatory drugs, buy some bandages and pain relievers, and go by the way...

go again...

why not!Shopping seems to have nothing to do with a trip to Arkham!