[Zhongyingmei] There is always a villain kidnapping me

When the body fell directly to the ground without any measures, the pain when the knee touched the ground was enough to make people scream, but for Brody, this level of pain could not mobilize his attention at all. .

Because the pain was more intense than that and spread to his whole body.

pain--

Brody's mind was almost blank, leaving only this one thought.

It's like someone is trying to drill the gap in his bones with something, or it's like the body is being torn apart from the inside. When the pain is extreme, no sound can be made, and I even wish I could just faint past.

Sweat oozed from his skin, snaked down the outline, then gathered on the jaw, and finally dripped on the ground, blasting out one after another dark round spots, quickly soaking the area ground.

Brody, who was kneeling on the ground, looked almost pale. Perhaps it was the reason of the system in his mind that kept him from fainting from the pain that almost overwhelmed his mind. He opened his mouth unconsciously, wanting to say something, However, a fishy sweetness gushed out from the throat and overflowed the corner of the mouth.

Brody vaguely realized that probably, maybe, maybe... he was vomiting blood.

At this moment, even if the pain in his body didn't ease, even if he didn't have any strength at the moment, it couldn't stop Brody from trying to raise his trembling right hand, and then pointed a middle finger to the hot chicken system that he gave him.

"Crack."

The door of the ward was opened from the outside, and Brody, who didn't notice the movement at all, was still trying to raise his right hand with difficulty, even though his hand was shaking because of the pain, which was no different from a Parkinson's attack.

It wasn't until he was picked up by a pair of strong hands, and his body flew back to the hospital bed, that he realized that someone else appeared in the ward. This made him open his eyes wide, look up at this person, and opened his bleeding lips. , wanted to say something, but the blood spilled faster than him, and the dazzling red blood slid down the corner of his lips, wetting this man's sleeve.

Brody: ...Oops.

Sure enough, after seeing him vomit blood again, the frown of the person who carried him back to the hospital bed became more obvious. Even the glasses couldn't block the worry in his eyes, and he stretched out his hand to press the button on the wall.

Before he pressed down, a hand held his wrist with very light force, and he didn't need any effort to break free, but his movements stopped, and he looked down at the person on the hospital bed.

"Don't... don't press..."

"You need a doctor." Clark said in a deep voice. He was very glad that he had focused part of his attention on this ward at that time. Situations arise.

Brody opened his mouth slightly and took a few breaths. With just such a small movement, blood spilled from his mouth again, but he didn't care about it at all, his blue eyes stared stubbornly at Clark.

"I...I'm fine, don't...don't call the doctor..."

Clark just looked at him in silence, then moved closer to the button without breaking free from his hand.

Brody actually knew that his appearance was not convincing, but he was sure that there should be no major problem with him. The evidence is that the pain he feels has been relieved a lot. As for vomiting blood——

Brody was already mentally prepared, and he got used to vomiting anyway.

"I'm really fine...don't press it, wait a little longer," the strength in his body seemed to return, allowing Brody to hold Clark's wrist tightly, "at least... at least I won't take my life joke."

Clark pursed his lips and stopped hesitantly.From Brody's point of view, the pair of azure eyes under the other's lens were staring at him, as if he was observing his complexion, so he opened his eyes wide, trying to let Clark see the sincerity in his eyes.

I can save myself, really!

Staring round blue eyes tried to get Clark to receive this string of messages, "It's just...it just looks a little scary, but my life won't be in danger..."

Believe it or not, at least Clark didn't press that button.

In fact, this is because Clark scanned Brody's body with clairvoyant eyes, and what he saw caused great emotional waves in his heart, but he restrained himself from showing it, at most There was a flash of surprise in his eyes.

But Brody didn't notice this brief emotional leak because of his glasses, and he was still relieved that he had successfully prevented Clark from pressing the button.

At this time, he had almost recovered. Except for the bite marks on his lower lip and his complexion was a little pale, he didn't look much different from usual.

"How do you feel now?"

"It's okay... Well, I mean, I'm much better," Brody said, pulling out a few sheets of paper from the cabinet next to the hospital bed and handing them to Clark. "Sorry for messing up your clothes."

"Your body is more important." Clark took the paper and wiped it with his hands a few times, and answered him very naturally. Anyway, he can wash it off when he gets home. "Are you sure you really don't need to notify the doctor, when you Case……"

He paused, no longer wiping the blood-soaked area of ​​his clothes, and looked up at Brody, "I think anyone who sees it will think that there is something wrong with your body."

"Cough," Brody's eyes drifted, and he explained with a guilty conscience, "It's just, probably, a little physical problem. Although it looks scary, it actually doesn't have much effect on the body. I'm used to it. .”

"Really?" Clark whispered, his brows slightly raised.

"Yes, yes," Brody nodded, talking nonsense solemnly, "The doctors have actually checked them out, and they have shown me the test results, otherwise I wouldn't have stopped you from notifying the doctor, because of this The situation is not a big deal, if you tell them..."

Brody laughed dryly, "I don't want to be surrounded by them anymore."

As he spoke, he paid attention to Clark's expression. After seeing the black-haired and blue-eyed reporter nodding, as if he really didn't want to notify the doctor anymore, his heart that had been on his mind finally fell slowly, and then he remembered something. .

"By the way, why...would you show up at that time?" According to normal circumstances, Clark should have been waiting in the cake shop for the clerk to make a new cake, and this new product would take about ten minutes.But now that Brody recalled, it seemed that not long after he vomited blood, Clark came back with nothing in his hand.

"I remembered I didn't bring my wallet," Clark said.

This answer successfully convinced Brody, probably it was a coincidence that just when he tried to walk but failed, Clark returned to the ward because he forgot to bring his wallet.

It's a good thing he convinced Clark, Brody thought.He couldn't even imagine the consequences if the doctor was told about this matter, and then the doctor told Bruce and Alfred. At that time, he would definitely be protected by 360-degree 24-hour observation, let alone rehabilitation and walking. Probably even he would be stopped from taking a wheelchair to bask in the sun.

After finishing this topic, the ward became quiet for a while, with an inexplicable awkward atmosphere, until a cell phone ringing broke the silence.

Clark answered the phone, and his boss, Editor-in-Chief Perry, informed him that there was a work matter that he needed to deal with, and he had to go back to the company.

After hanging up the phone, Clark put the phone back in his pocket and looked at Brody, "I have to report back to the agency. Maybe I need to call your family to come over, what do you think, Mr. Wayne?"

"Of course, um, you're right." Brody nodded, and he looked at Clark helplessly, "Hey, you won't tell the doctors, them, and my family, will you?"

The beautiful blue eyes reveal that kind of small animal-like gaze that people can't refuse, and I don't forget to add:

"Otherwise I might not be able to go to the garden to bask in the sun."

Clark looked at him, not knowing why he wanted to laugh a little, he coughed lightly, and said in a deep voice, "I won't say it."

"Oh my God, you're so kind, Clark," Brody laughed, and without hesitation, he said with certainty, "You're the best reporter I've ever met!"

"Then, this is a secret between us."

Clark pressed his fist to his lips, coughed again, and then nodded, "Well, as a reporter from Clark Kent, the secret with Mr. Wayne."

Brody was completely relieved.

He meant that he felt that he had a good eye for people. During the time he had been in contact with Clark, the other party could be regarded as the kind of good old man, and this kind of person would usually do what he said.Since Clark has promised that this is a secret between the two of them, he will definitely not tell it, especially since Clark helped him clean up the ward before leaving, so he doesn't have to worry about finding any traces when Bruce and the others come over .

When Bruce and the others came to the hospital, after Brody confirmed from their expressions that he really didn't know anything, the last trace of uncertainty deep in his heart finally disappeared.

Then he turned around and started to settle accounts with the system——

What is only a little pain? Hot chicken system! !

However, Bruce and the others really don't know?

When night fell, Alfred stayed in the hospital, and Bruce went back to the company because of Wayne Enterprises. At the moment, he was sitting in the office processing documents, so quiet that he could only hear the nib writing on the straight surface. There was a slight rustling sound.

Everything is the same as usual.

Until a figure appeared outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, suspended in the sky.

Bruce, who seemed to be aware of it, looked up out of the window, and narrowed his eyes after seeing the man in the blue tights uniform and red cape.

"Superman."

He whispered the name, stood up from behind the desk, his eyes darkened, and stared at him rightly:

"What are you here for?"

Author has something to say: Clark Reporter Kent: Okay, promise not to say

Brody: Hmm [Happy.jpg]

Kal Superman-El: Batman Would you be interested in hearing about your brother?

Bruce:? ?

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