[Zhongyingmei] Don't panic, I can still live!

Bruce was not stopped when he made his way up to the top floor of the Caesars Hotel, but he encountered an obstacle at the door of the suite, and several bodyguards and Nemo's assistant prevented him from entering.

"Sorry, Mr. Wayne, Master Carlos is unwell, and it is inconvenient to receive visitors right now." The assistant refused formulaically.

"I'm not a visitor, I'm his boyfriend, so why don't you watch the news? We're getting married soon." Bruce frowned, fooling the other party without any psychological barriers.

The corner of Chatham's mouth twitched, wondering if this Master Wayne was really stupid or pretending to be stupid.

He was the one who assisted Master Carlos in personally handling the scandal with the president of Wayne Group. The president doesn't know that he is just a tool until now, right?How did this IQ keep the Wayne family from declining until now?

But Chatham didn't dare to make sure, even though he didn't dare to inquire into the heir's private life and true thoughts, he could still notice the difference in President Wayne.

Therefore, after hearing President Wayne answer him like this, Chatham was really hesitant.

Before President Wayne's son came over and made a scene in the hotel, Nemo Carlos, who never tolerated being offended, didn't respond to it.Chatham couldn't help wondering whether Master Carlos was really considering marrying President Wayne?

Bruce saw the hesitation of the assistant in front of him, and immediately guessed that Nemo didn't trust these people very much, and didn't know the real relationship between him and Nemo.

So he took a step back and said with an aggrieved expression: "Then I'll wait for him here. When is he willing to see me, when will I leave."

Chatham suddenly felt dizzy.He has not been in Gotham for a long time, but he also has some understanding of the hot-searched physique of this Gotham prince.I heard that the atmosphere in Gotham's entertainment press has been depressed for several years, and it's because of this Brucey baby that he suddenly became famous.Now that he has another scandal, Gotham's gossip papers seem to be celebrating Christmas every day.

If this made him wait in the hotel lobby for a few hours, he would probably see "President Wayne has been waiting for hours, the sweet couple seems to be in love?" on the news right away? "This headline.

He doesn't care if the situation changes, but if the young master's plan is ruined, he will have to go back and forth.

After a round of solutions in his mind, Chatham decided to sell favors to President Wayne.Master Carlos said that he would stay here for 1-2 years. In these two years, at least he would not fall out with Gotham's richest President Wayne.

"Mr. Wayne, we are also very worried about the health of the young master, but we dare not go in without authorization because of the order. Since you are in love with each other, I believe the young master will not blame him afterwards. Even if he does blame him, I implore Mr. Wayne to see For today's sake, excuse us." He swiped the room card and opened the door for Bruce.

Bruce raised his eyebrows slightly at the fact that he could meet Nemo so easily, secretly thinking that Nemo really had no one to trust and trust in Carlos's house, and he had an estimate of his situation in the past two years in his heart. Immediately, even the joy of getting through the plan so easily faded a little.So he only put on a business-like smile: "I will, thank you for your trust."

Bruce went straight into the room and saw Nemo on the bed, still wearing the suit he left the chemical plant.He took a few quick steps and pushed him, only to find that Nemo didn't respond.This form does not look like falling asleep, but falling into a deep coma.

He knelt by the bed and repeatedly called his name several times, but Nemo still didn't respond.He grabbed Nemo's wrist and pressed his pulse to check his pulse, tested his breath, and immediately picked him up.

Chatham was taken aback when he saw Bruce come out with Nemo in his arms.

"Mr. Wayne, you can't..."

Bruce asked coldly, "He hasn't woken up these two days?"

Chatham hesitated for a moment, and decided to tell the truth: "Master Carlos told us not to disturb him, saying that he would sleep a little longer, and he would wake up in three days."

"So you let him sleep like this for three days?"

Chatham didn't speak. This young master has always been a bit evil, and they can only obey his orders.

Bruce pressed the elevator and said to Chatham: "Don't worry, I will tell him not to blame you when he wakes up."

"Are you going to take him to the hospital?" asked Chatham.If he goes to the hospital, he doesn't know what kind of news the newspaper will write, so he has to prepare in advance.

"I'll take him to my place," Bruce responded, approaching the elevator.

Walking down the parking lot, as expected, he felt the sneaky shots from several angles, and Bruce didn't care. He carefully put Nemo into the back seat of the driver, and then started the car and drove quickly towards Leslie Clinic.

Dr. Leslie was ready after receiving a call from Bruce. When Bruce put the person on the hospital bed, the elderly doctor suddenly said with emotion: "Five years ago, he called and asked me to rescue the coma. You, now you send him here again..."

She didn't continue with the next words, but just connected Nemo to the detection equipment, ready to examine him.But when she was about to draw blood for Nemo, she encountered incredible obstacles.

Her needle seemed to have encountered an invisible obstacle, and it couldn't get close to Nemo's skin anyway. Leslie wondered, "Bruce? What's going on with him?"

Then she replaced the bent needle and tried to draw his blood again, but failed.

Bruce looked at the motionless person on the bed for a while, then took the needle in Leslie's hand: "I'll do it."

He inserted the needle into Nemo's vein without any hindrance.

After taking the blood, Leslie didn't ask about the abnormality just now. After all, Bruce always has the ability to attract some strange people and things.

After a complete set of examinations, Leslie shook his head and said, "Apart from some hypoglycemia and dehydration, he doesn't look abnormal."

Then she raised her hand and looked at her watch: "The clinic will close soon, do you want to keep him here for supervision?"

Bruce shook his head: "I'll take him back to Wayne Manor."

By the time they returned to Wayne Manor, night had completely fallen.Alfred had received the news in advance that he was going to leave a bedroom, and by the time the glucose was hung up for him, Bruce had already changed into his night watch uniform.

"It's best to let Damian come down to assist you with remote support during the time I'm on the night watch, and don't let him trouble Nemo." Bruce instructed before leaving.

Alfred replied in the communication channel: "The young master said that he will live in the school this weekend to participate in the training camp, and there will be a math competition next week."

Bruce raised an eyebrow, surprised that Damian was willing to participate in this kind of competition.

"Didn't he always feel that participating in this kind of competition is a blow to his peers? How did he figure it out?" He had already driven the Batmobile in the night of Gotham, according to the Gotham given by Penny One in the navigation. The unusual location of the street drives away.

"Isn't it normal for a child of this age to change from day to day? Master, you often do this when you are in his grade." A Fu complained.

"I didn't." Bruce said dissatisfied. In order to stop the housekeeper from continuing to mention his dark history, he interrupted in time: "Keep the channel clean, and pay attention to the doctor's signs."

Alfred shrugged, glanced at the monitor in Nemo's bedroom and the feedback from the health equipment connected to him, and replied: "Got it."

However, Damian did not stay in school to participate in the training camp as he said.

He used the school's computer and his superb hacking skills to hijack the signal of the positioning chip in his body, and then simulated a pre-edited false signal and put it in.As soon as he left the school gate, he put on the earphone he received in the desk and pressed the communication button.

"Damian." A familiar female voice came from behind.

"Mother," Damian replied.

A low-key black commercial vehicle stopped in front of Damian, the windows were lowered, and Thalia smiled at him in the cab: "My child, long time no see."

Damiana opened the door and got on the co-pilot.

"Your father is a control freak, I hope you didn't mention this meeting to him." Talia didn't start the car immediately.

"According to your request, I didn't tell my father, and temporarily blocked the signal of the locator."

"Good boy." Thalia praised with a smile, then started the car and left here.

"Why don't you want your father to know you're in Gotham?" Damian asked after a moment of silence.

Thalia smiled lightly, and turned her head to look at Damian slightly: "Bruce may not want to see me, I just came to see my son, so I don't want to get a full range of surveillance."

Damian turned his head to look at his mother, as if trying to discern whether what she said was true. Finally, he turned his head to look at the road in the distance, and whispered: "I miss you too, I I thought you wouldn't want to see me."

Dalia smiled shortly: "How come, you are my son."

Damian lived with Thalia and Lars for eight years, receiving rigorous training and education. Even though he knew that his mother and grandfather valued him very much, he rarely received their straightforward love He expressed his intentions, so he gave Thalia a surprised look, but he didn't ask any more questions. After all, they haven't seen each other for two years. Maybe his mother really misses him.

After that, the two of them were silent all the way, and he didn't ask where his mother was going, because this was his mother, the only person in this world who was connected with his blood, and she would never hurt him.

……

Nemo woke up drowsily, and just moved his fingers when he felt something strange.

He was acutely aware that he was not in the hotel right now.

This room seemed to sense him waking up. The originally completely dark room gradually had some dim lights, and the light became brighter and brighter until he could see things.

Nemo raised his hand to look at the needle on the back of his hand, then looked along the infusion tube connected to the needle, and saw the infusion bag on the shelf beside the bed.

He casually pulled out the needle in his hand, turned over and sat up.

There was a knock on the door at the right time: "Master Carlos, can I come in?"

Nemo frowned and recalled the familiar voice, then sniffed the vague baking aroma coming from the crack of the door, and finally confirmed that it was the voice of Mr. Pennyworth, the butler of Wayne Manor.

"Please come in." After sleeping for three full days, his voice was unbelievably hoarse.

Alfred walked in with a tray of food.

"Nice to see you again, Master Carlos." He gently placed the tray on the high cabinet next to the bed.

"Why am I here?" Nemo followed the snacks on the tray.

"Master Bruce brought you here. I hope you don't think he is troublesome. I just heard that you have been in a coma for two days. He is very worried about you." The butler said.

Nemo was indeed too tired when he first returned to the hotel, so he forgot to give his assistant an extra sentence [Even if President Wayne is here, he will not be there. ] So this accident happened.

"I'm fine." Nemo was very friendly to the loyal butler, "Where's Bruce?"

"He just crawled out of a certain sewer in Gotham and is taking a shower. He should come to see you later." The butler handed him the warm water on the tray.

Nemo was amused by the butler's straightforward description. He took a sip of warm water to moisten his throat, and the butler handed over the cut apples.

"You took good care of me, thank you, Mr. Pennyworth." Nemo politely forked an apple, his eyes still couldn't help but drift towards the plate of snacks.

"You can call me Afu just like Master Bruce." The butler returned the water glass he handed over to the tray.

"Then don't call me Master Carlos anymore, just call me Nemo."

"Yes, Master Nemo."

After eating two apples, Nemo finally couldn't help but asked, "Uh, can I have the biscuit on the plate?"

A Fu smiled and said: "Of course, this is what Master Bruce specially ordered me to do. He told me before that you really want to try Wayne Manor's cookies again, and want to bring some for you. It’s just that I really hope that he can invite you to the manor again, so I rejected his takeaway request and insisted on letting you taste it when you come to Wayne Manor. It’s just that you are too hungry now, so it’s not appropriate to eat more sweets, so I just Bring some bucks."

Nemo touched his nose in embarrassment, and took the cookie he handed over.

There were two more knocks on the door, and before they could respond, Bruce pushed the door open and entered.

Ah Fu nodded at him and left the room first.

Nemo concentrated on tasting the biscuits in his hand, and waited until he finished eating two pieces, and then licked his fingers, then raised his head and said to Bruce: "You said that if I quietly killed you, I can kill Mr. Pennyworth. Do you want to dig it up and be my housekeeper?"

Bruce seemed to be amused by him, and his tense expression loosened a bit.So he also joked: "Don't underestimate Ah Fu, he used to be one of the best spies in the UK. He will find out the truth of my death and kill you. When will the grievances be repaid."

Once again Nemo sighed regretfully at the empty dessert tray.

"Why have you been unconscious for so long?" Bruce asked.

"I'm not in a coma. I'm just too tired and just fell asleep." Nemo argued, and then he said, "It's you who hijacked me to Wayne Manor while I was asleep. What is your ulterior motive?"

Bruce smiled, showing a pretended evil expression: "Didn't I say that if you mess up, I'll arrest you and lock you up in a place only I know."

Nemo looked around and asked him, "Where's the stuff?"

"What?" Bruce wondered, not knowing what he was talking about.

Nemo put his arms around his neck, pulling him closer to him.Bruce had no choice but to get down on the bed on one knee, supporting his body with one hand so as not to press him.

"Cage, I want one made of pure gold."

Bruce stalked, and belatedly realized that he had never won a flirt with this sexy magician who let himself go.

He snorted, took off the arms around his neck, and stood up again.

"I'm going to customize it now, what else do you want, do you want a dog's tail made of pure gold?"

Nemo froze for a moment, then laughed on the bed.

"Bruce, five years without you in Gotham Funfair must have left a lot of people heartbroken. You're so good at it."

Bruce stretched out his hand and pulled him up to sit down, glared at him and said, "Stop joking, and answer my question carefully."

Nemo laughed enough: "What? Is Batman going to work overtime to interrogate the prisoners?"

The author says:

感谢在2022-05-2318:52:24~2022-05-2417:36:11期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: NovaQ1;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 30 bottles of Yingying; 13 bottles of Wuyou; 10 bottles of Aizawa lover; 5 bottles of Yinnan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!