[comprehensive] refuse to forgive color

Chapter11

Thea finally explained to her brother and Tony's father what happened the night before, and finally convinced them of her innocence.Putting down her phone and checking the time, the brown-haired girl sighed with a headache—the first class has already started!

Anyway, it was already late, and it was useless to hurry. On the contrary, Thea was not in such a hurry. She looked at her messy hair and crumpled clothes in the glasses, and went into the bathroom with a sigh.

She was wrapped in a bathrobe pouring cat food when Bruce called.The little guy with black hair squatted at her feet, looking up at the bag of cat food in her hand, with straight eyes.

"I'm sorry, honey." Bruce probably just woke up, his voice sounded a little hoarse, with a lazy sexy, "I hope I didn't cause you any trouble."

"To be honest, I think you might be in more trouble." The little guy was already eating so much that he wanted to bury his face in the food bowl, and Thea pinched its ears, "Ollie might come to Wei The gate of En Manor was smashed."

The man on the other end laughed softly: "Then will you protect me?"

"Of course not," Thea said without hesitation, "I won't shoot myself into the muzzle when Ollie is angry."

"Oh sweetheart, you are so heartless." Bruce's voice sounded extremely aggrieved.

Thea couldn't help laughing, shrugged, but didn't care too much: "Forget it, it's not the first time it's been in the headlines anyway. Just wait for you to get a new girlfriend in a few days."

Baby Brussie is so provocative, this is the first time a girl said in an understatement, even slightly disgusting tone, "Just wait until you get a new girlfriend"——The little prince of Gotham choked , simply ignored the whole sentence, and just asked her with great interest: "You seem to be very experienced?"

"No," said the girl's voice with a sigh, "the last man I was in the headlines was Tony. When he got a new girlfriend a few days later, my life went back to normal—except At that time, people often looked away from me with sympathetic eyes."

"I'm surrounded by playboys." Thea finally concluded calmly, "Just get used to it."

Baby Bruce choked again, and after a long while, he replied with some embarrassment: "Don't worry, I will handle the news well."

Thea replied noncommittally, hung up the phone, changed her clothes and went out to school.

By noon, all news related to her had been withdrawn.In fact, today's headlines did not bother Thea too much - after being photographed dating Bruce for several days in a row, her classmates expressed great calmness about today's headlines, except for the occasional bold The girl came to ask her with great interest if she really spent the spring night with the little prince of Gotham last night, and...whether Brucey's baby's technology is as sexy as his looks.

"In fact, he only sat for a while and left." At first, Thea tried to explain.Then she saw that the girls on the opposite side showed an expression of disbelief:

"Send a girlfriend who lives alone and leave like this? God, unless he's not a man!"

... So Thea decided to keep her mouth shut.

The girl opposite was still full of curiosity: "Thea, how is Brucey baby? I mean, did you have a good time last night?"

Thea tried to keep silent, but the girls obviously refused to let her go so easily, they blinked and stared at her curiously.Thea had no choice but to answer vaguely: "Probably so."

"Oh." The expressions of the girls suddenly became sympathetic, "It doesn't look very good."

Thea nodded and explained that it was not. When she was having a headache, she saw a familiar car parked at the school gate. After a while, someone opened the door and walked out.It was already evening, but the tall man was still wearing a special pair of sunglasses.Although the sunglasses tightly covered half of his face, the outline of his facial features still made no one doubt his handsomeness.

"I have to go," Thea almost ran forward while turning her head and waving to the students. "The parents are here to pick me up."

When the students came back to their senses, the brown-haired girl had already held the man's arm at the other end, obediently allowing him to touch her head.

The man's voice could be vaguely heard floating along the wind intermittently: "Maybe we need to find out if you are cursed to always have so many playboys around you?"

The brown-haired girl tilted her head and thought for a while, then nodded seriously.

The man's originally serious face finally couldn't hold back a little smile, and he reached out and patted her on the head lightly.

……

Tonight's Star City looked no different from usual, except - the gunshot suddenly rang out in the office of the president of the Quinn Group.

The Star City Police Department quickly cordoned off the scene, where Moira Quinn, the acting president of the Quinn Group, was in shock, talking about her terrible experience of being pointed at with a bow and arrow by a hooded man who broke into the office just now—although she was unexpectedly unharmed. No injuries.At the same time, in the underground warehouse of the Vuitton Bar, a tall and strong man and a blond girl were staring anxiously at the faint electrocardiogram.

"The bullet was too close to his heart. If this continues, he will die." The man turned his head first, "Felicity, go drive."

"What?" The blond girl froze for a moment.

"Go and drive, Felicity, the emergency support just now won't last long, we have to take him to the clinic."

"Oh my God, Diggle, his identity will be exposed," Felicity whispered, but she was already turning around to go out, "I hope Oliver won't kill us when he wakes up—if he still If you can wake up."

"He will wake up, and his identity will not be revealed." Diggle carefully carried him into the car and laid it flat, and reported an address, "We have to go to this location immediately."

The blond girl had already stepped on the accelerator, but she still had question marks all over her head: "Where is this place? It looks like it's in New York?"

Diggle stretched out his hand to probe Oliver's carotid artery, and saw that although it was weak, it was still beating at least, and finally heaved a sigh of relief: "This is the address that Thea gave me. I checked with a friend from the Sky Eye Society, and it is a clinic." .”

The Eye of Heaven is a liaison organization between the government and the Justice League, and is also responsible for dealing with superhuman-related incidents.After receiving this news from Thea, he had investigated this address, but found nothing except that it was a villa under the name of Iron Man-in fact, there was an entire area nearby It's all Stark's property.So he went to a friend of the Tianyan Society—to be exact, his ex-wife.

Laila didn't even take the time to investigate, just glanced at the address, and sent him a reply.

"It's a clinic, a night-only clinic," she said, "for superheroes. No one knows who the clinic is—I mean, no one but the superheroes." .All information is being withheld, and it is clear that she provides medical help to the superheroes, who in return, keep her safe — including keeping her identity a secret.”

"Given that Wonder Woman once warned us not to be too curious about the clinic, we didn't investigate too much. All we know is that she seems to be a woman with the code name 'Doctor'. Just knock on the door of the clinic at night, no matter what. With multiple injuries, she will return you a healthy superhero, and keep all your secrets for you——she is the most loyal friend of superheroes."

"I hope all these rumors are true." After listening to her companion's explanation, the blond girl heaved a sigh of relief, "At least we should always trust Wonder Woman's friends?"

Having become accustomed to Felicity's occasional cold jokes, Diggle finally smiled: "I hope so."

The suburbs of New York look a bit desolate - although it is a villa area, none of the buildings are lit, it looks dark, and there is no sign of any people living there.

Felicity stopped the car, stretched out her hand to count according to the address, and double-checked that she had found the right place, then reached out and rang the doorbell.

The originally dark room was suddenly lit up with a few warm yellow lights.

"Doctor?" She called out a little uncertainly, "Uh...my friend is seriously injured."

The closed door suddenly opened, but there was no one behind it.

She was hesitating whether she should say something more, but finally heard someone's voice: "Bring him in."

The voice sounded like a slightly deep female voice.

Felicity looked back.

Diggle and she looked at each other, carried Oliver out of the car and entered the house, and the door was slowly closed behind them.

"Oh my God," the blond girl whispered in amazement as she walked all the way, "the system here is much more advanced than our basement."

Diggle didn't speak, and continued to walk in while holding the wounded firmly - soon he saw the owner of the clinic.

The figure in the white coat was slender, and his face could not be seen clearly through the wide mask, but it seemed to be a rather young girl.

The other party pointed to the operating table beside him.

Diggle carefully carried Oliver up, and when he got up, he seemed to see the man in the white coat frowning, and something seemed to flash in his eyes—it looked like...distressed?

Unexpectedly, the "doctor" did not use the tongue-smacking equipment she had filled the room to do any examination, but took off the medical gloves, and stretched out his hand to cover the gunshot wound on Oliver's chest.

"Thanks to your first aid, otherwise he would be a dead person now-although it is not much worse now. I should be glad that I don't only have these devices." She said, but a layer of milky white suddenly appeared on the palm of her hand halo.The halo slowly seeped into the wound, and then the skin around the wound slowly squirmed as if it had life.

This scene looked a bit hideous, but the truth was that the flesh and skin of his wound began to grow and heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A few minutes later, the bloody gunshot wound on the chest was gone, not even the scar was left, as if the gunshot wound that made them shudder tonight was just an illusion.

"Can I ask?" The man in the white coat straightened up and turned his head to look over, "Why did he threaten his mother tonight?"

Diggle turned his head following her gaze, and the latest night news of Star City was being displayed on the computer screen not far away.