[Comprehensive Yingmei] What about being gay friends?

The man lying on the medical bed with his upper body upright, his muscular lines are particularly attractive under the sun's preference.Even though there is a hideous wound stitched up with black thread on his left shoulder, it doesn't affect him, just like Michelangelo's David, full of strength and beauty.

Mei Xiaomi has to admit that the feeling of such a person who symbolizes power and strength obediently letting him do it is quite satisfying.

... Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, this makes me look like a strange aunt!Mei Xiaomi puffed up her cheeks, and quickly suppressed the not-so-good-for-nothing thoughts in her heart.

"Master Wayne, maybe you should take a look at this news." Alfred behind the monitoring screen regretfully interrupted the warm atmosphere in the medical room, but he felt that he might need to pay attention to the news that just appeared on the BBC.

"A century-old building in London was attacked, and the scene was full of smoke. Fortunately, no casualties have been found yet..."

The screen switched in faithfully showed the situation of "thick smoke billowing" in the female reporter's mouth, but even so, it did not affect the Kama Taj logo that flashed away in the screen after Mei Xiaomi noticed the thick smoke.

She straightened up involuntarily, fixed her eyes on the electronic screen hanging from the ceiling, and murmured involuntarily.

"It's not good, very, very bad."

"Do you know what happened?" Supporting his body with his right hand, Bruce frowned and looked at the scene where the screening had ended, and the screen had switched back to the news report in the studio.

"No, I don't know, but it's not a good thing." She turned around, her frowning showed her uneasy mood, "And I just introduced my mentor to me some time ago."

"To London?"

"It's not London, but it's the same organization." Reaching out and pressing the sitting Batman back, Mei Xiaomi carefully inspected the wound that started to ooze again, "Second stitching, Alfred Did you do it?"

"Yes." Following Mei Xiaomi's strength and lying back, Bruce stretched out his right hand to reach for a glass of brandy by the table, "His technique is very good."

"That's true. When your nonsense caused the wound to crack again and become more serious, he can still stitch the needle holes as much as possible..." While preparing the special golden needle, Mei Xiaomi turned back with her hands raised and her eyes widened. Asking in disbelief, "Hey! What are you doing!"

Looking at the little girl who was about to raise her eyebrows, and seeing the needle point as thin as a cow's hair flashing in her hand, Bruce hesitated for a moment, and asked uncertainly.

"Maybe it's because I don't use narcotics much?" And you don't look prepared for that either.

"No, no, that's not the point. This is the medical room, alcohol, I understand." Mei Xiaomi didn't care what the person in front of her was about to explain, she felt that the little girl she had been coddling for many years could hardly suppress her prehistoric power. "But wine, are you kidding me?"

"Oh, Master Wayne is more than just joking." Mr. Butler's faint voice came from the microphone, and he had a slightly sneering tone, as if he had a lot of black history to say about the master.

Bruce: Thanks, Alfred, but you're totally doing the opposite.

Under Mei Xiaomi's stern gaze, Bruce carefully and compromisingly evoked a smile, and then slowly put the cup back in his hand.

"All at your command, ma'am."

Bruce: Although the little girl doesn't show any power at all when she is angry, she is a bit cute on the contrary, but he thinks he should listen honestly - she looks like she is about to breathe fire!

Alfred: Sure enough, it's right to invite people over. At least you won't have to worry about the collection speed of the Wayne family wine cellar being slower than the master's consumption.

"This kind of injury doesn't need anesthesia, it won't hurt." Seeing him obediently putting down his wine glass, Mei Xiaomi looked at Mr. Wayne hesitantly, just like what Alfred said, never reassuring.Seeing that he was motionless and very obedient, he shook the special gold needle in his hand and comforted him.

Bruce took a look, and unlike the gold needles in his impression, all gold needles had a thin, almost transparent silk thread attached to their tails.

She pressed lightly on the side of the wound, looked at Bruce, and asked, "Ready?"

——Since the first time he treated such a well-trained person, but almost destroyed a set of gold needles and his own wrist because of that guy's instinctive reaction, Mei Xiaomi has learned a lesson.

"Come on!" Bruce nodded, his casual seriousness on his face.

"It really won't hurt." So please don't use this serious expression that I'm the meat on the chopping board, I'm ready, Mei Xiaomi was amused, "I just don't want to be surprised again, you know Your instincts are really strong."

After speaking, she brushed a few times, and then neatly sent the golden needle into several acupuncture points on the edge of the wound, as if the tangled and tight muscles were like tofu.

"Have you ever been attacked by one of your own patients?" Bruce asked, barely noticing these slight tingling sensations, and being restrained, he could only look up at the girl who was focusing on his left shoulder.

"It's almost." The three fingers were wrapped with two silk threads, and Mei Xiaomi focused on inputting the internal force from the scriptures into his body, repairing the internal wounds little by little, "That unlucky guy was given by my brother who happened to come to me. Hold it down, and now you are probably still performing tasks in some horned Gada place!"

"To be honest, it's not entirely his fault that he couldn't control his instincts." Finally, Mei Xiaomi said with sympathy, but she would not beg Big Brother Big Devil for a person who almost succeeded in hurting her.

"It's his fault that he didn't control his instinct." Bruce couldn't believe that there were still people in the world who shot and hurt someone while she was healing him. "What if he succeeds?"

"Well, that's what my brother said." Mei Xiaomi raised her head from the wound and saw the man lying on the hospital bed staring at her intently. She quickly lowered her head uncomfortably, and changed the subject, "The man who just removed the gauze At that time, I smelled the smell of internal offerings of Baiyao, did my brother give you permission?"

"Ah, yes." From Bruce's angle, he happened to see Mei Xiaomi's drooping and slender eyelashes, and seeing her discomfort, he turned his head and stared at the ceiling, "One of the benefits after the union."

"The internal supply is not bad, but the medicine is more effective." Mei Xiaomi said lightly, "However, it is no longer needed."

Faced with Bruce's puzzled expression, Mei Xiaomi flicked her wrist, took back several gold needles, and said with a smile, "Because the dispenser is right in front of your eyes, Mr. Wayne."

"So, you're the owner of that pharmaceutical company?" Bruce asked in surprise.

"Half everyone, yes." After soaking the gauze in alcohol, Mei Xiaomi wiped the blood off his shoulders, "Okay, Mr. Wayne."

"It's... amazing." Bruce looked at his smooth new left shoulder, in every way.After thinking about it, he asked seriously, "Are you considering staying in Gotham for a while?"

"Before the mentor comes back, yes." Mei Xiaomi asked while arranging the odds and ends of the equipment, completely ignoring what Batman meant, "Alfred, are you still there?"

"Yes, miss, what can I do for you." Mr. Butler, who kept perfectly quiet, pretended that he didn't exist, finally spoke out.

"I want to ask, is there any attack like that in New York?"

10 minutes later.

The two sat in a row on the sofa in Xiaohua Hall, holding a cup of hot tea provided by Mr. Housekeeper in each hand—the one in Xiaomi’s hand with double milk and sugar.

"Unfortunately, the same attack happened on the New York side, even earlier than on the London side." Alfred called up the shooting video on the New York side after the one and the other settled comfortably. "It's just that the situation in New York was covered up by S.H.I.E.L.D. in time, so it wasn't caught by us."

"What do you think?" Faced with the dissatisfied gaze of Mr. Housekeeper, Bruce put the hot tea in his hand away in disgust, and asked Xiaomi beside him who was staring at the building intently.

"I don't know." Mei Xiaomi hugged the cup with a tangled look in her eyes, "I don't know what I can do."

"If you need help, you just have to say it," Bruce said, and Alfred stood aside, taking in this rare tenderness.

"If I knew what I could do to help." Putting the cup to her mouth, she took a sip absentmindedly, Mei Xiaomi lowered her head in surprise, "It's delicious, but it's different from last time?"

"I'm glad this drink can make you feel better." Alfred said with a smile, "When Master Wayne was in a low mood when he was young, I would make him a drink, and it worked every time."

Bruce: ... No wonder the scent is so familiar.

"I don't know if you guys have heard of Karma Taj." Probably this cup of hot tea really helped, Mei Xiaomi settled down and began to explain.

At the age of eight, after Mei Xiaomi discovered her abilities, her brother tried to find a way to send her to Kunlun.

Kunlun, a place where old monsters go everywhere and produce practitioners, is of self-evident significance to the entire flower growers.So, after really integrating there, Mei Xiaomi swore that she would never make her brother who came out of there angry again.

Pretty scary, okay?

It was there that Mei Xiaomi met her first superhero, Gu Yi.Of course, she didn't know it at the time.After all, when Gu Yi introduced himself at that time, he only said that his surname was Yao.She also kept calling her Mr. Yao.

Don't blame Mei Xiaomi, this one is a bit far from Gu Yi.

In short, after meeting Mei Xiaomi, Gu Yi spent a lot of energy trying to abduct her to Kama Taj.According to what she said at the time, with such good aptitude, it would be a pity not to learn magic.

emmmmmmm... Mei Xiaomi was very moved, but she still refused very firmly.

That's why she didn't dare to call so far, but only dared to secretly write a letter of introduction for Strange to take over.

Because she's worried, she won't be able to come back =w=

The author has something to say: It’s almost 7W words, and I found that I haven’t fully explained the ability of the heroine ==

...Sure enough, procrastination is in all aspects, there is no cure, and treatment has been abandoned