In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 783: Fatal Joke (10)

"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

Cold, one of the most common but very troublesome diseases, almost everyone in the world has caught a cold, but it is the most common disease, but there is still no immediate cure.

If you go to the hospital with a cold, the doctor will definitely tell you four words, that is, "have a good rest". In fact, these four words are better than any cold medicine, and the effect of any cold medicine is not as good as your own immunity.

Under the fast-paced modern life, few people will ask for leave because of a cold. A disease with serious consequences can make people at work very uncomfortable.

Cough and runny nose are only the mildest symptoms, and headache and weakness are the most deadly, but no matter what, people living in modern cities have a warm bed to lie on after work Sleep well with a thick quilt. If it is serious, you can also go to the hospital to hang water. At worst, you will stay in the hospital for two days.

But now, what does Bruce have?

He only has a tin can, which is neither windproof nor rainproof. As a coffin, it is so crude that it makes people want to cry.

Not to mention cold medicine, he can't even light a fire now, he has no bed, no quilt, and no food.

Bruce knew that he had to get out of this cold shallow now, and he already felt that his fingers and toes were almost numb.

Last night, he originally planned to light a fire, but he was too tired after working all day. He was able to fall asleep under such harsh conditions. It is not surprising that he would contract the wind and cold due to the decline in resistance caused by fatigue.

But now, Bruce has no time to get injections and medicines. At eight o'clock this morning, he will drive to the gangster's warehouse to pick up goods. If it is late, there is no way to settle the settlement tonight, and he has to wait until tomorrow , then today, he will have no money to buy food.

Bruce had to drag his tired body, left the canning area, drove on a truck, and went to the gang's site to deliver goods.

But in the process of transporting the goods, he discovered that all the sufferings he had suffered before broke out at the same time.

The wind and cold itself can cause the stomach to be weak, and before Bruce drank unclean water, he suffered from mild gastroenteritis, but in the past few days, because the truck is very busy, he has no time to boil the water , It’s good to find a tap to drink water, and you can just get it from the lake for food.

People who have never drank raw water, the stomach is very sensitive to unboiled water, people who have never eaten spicy and greasy food, the stomach will not accept these foods, and the spleen and stomach caused by wind and cold Deficiency, just at noon of the day, after Bruce ate a piece of bread, two sausages and a glass of cold water, he ran to the back of the truck, vomited,

Many people know that vomiting is not the same as diarrhea. Diarrhea is extra weakness for a short period of time after diarrhea, but as long as there is energy in the body, it will recover quickly. As long as the stomach does not hurt, you can act normally.

However, although vomiting will not be particularly weak immediately, side effects such as stomach pain, dizziness, nausea, and cold sweats will always surround you, and the pain in the stomach is not as sharp as the pain in the intestines, but it lasts longer. Longer, shorter intervals between recurring episodes.

After emptying the contents of his stomach, Bruce felt better, but as soon as he got on the truck, he felt some gastric juices churning again, and the faint feeling of nausea came up again, making him want to hunched over.

Bruce, who has learned a lot of medical knowledge, knows that his gastroenteritis is serious again, but even if he wants to give up now, how to return to Wayne Manor is still a problem.

More importantly, how would he explain to Alfred why he went to the slums for several days like a psychopath, and then made himself ill?

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In real life, if there is no benefit to get, no rich man would be willing to integrate into the life of the bottom people to experience life. To accomplish this requires a strong willpower, stronger than they imagined.

Batman has never lacked willpower. The more he suffers, the more he feels that what he has encountered may be just the tip of the iceberg, because he understands that the life he once enjoyed and his IQ far surpassed ordinary people, Let his starting point be much higher than the average person.

At least, after a night of cold, vomiting and diarrhea due to gastroenteritis, a tiring day, no house to live in, no fire to roast, and freezing all night, he can still move freely.

Those expensive fitness equipment are not bought for nothing, and the rare nutritional products that ordinary people can’t buy with money are not eaten for nothing, but even so, all these are still being worn away bit by bit, just like the sky and the earth. The cold wind was like grinding away the fluff on this immature bat that had just left the nest not long ago.

Bruce didn't go back to the canning area, because staying there was even better than staying in the truck. Today's day's work allowed him to earn some money, but he didn't know where to buy food that could be eaten by gastroenteritis.

Bruce felt that he had to find a place to see a doctor, but after driving around the East Side for so long, he couldn't find a pharmacy anywhere.

The situation was getting worse, and Bruce knew that he had to find a way to reverse the situation, so he stopped a newsboy who was delivering something.

This group of children are relatively easy to talk to, as long as you give them a little money, they will show you the way. At the beginning, when Bruce was not familiar with the road, they were the ones who helped him a lot.

The newspaper boy looks young, with this round face, which is a sign in Gotham that he is a very capable kid. Only when he lives enough and earns enough money can he eat well. The baby fat will not disappear because of hunger.

Bruce's lips trembled a little, his hands trembled a little, and he couldn't walk a little, mainly because of the cold and weakness, and partly because of the stomach pain.

Bruce gave the newsboy ten cents, and the round-faced newsboy beat him up and down, and suddenly realized: "Oh, I know what you're looking for, come on, follow me, I'll take you there! "

Bruce followed the group and walked into a remote alley. He was not afraid that the newsboy would trick him, because he had a long gun in his hand and enough bullets. This was his only confidence now. origin of.

Walking around the alley, walking down a cellar, and then up again, they finally came to a basement. Before they entered, Bruce smelled a very terrible smell.

When I first smelled it, I felt like a strong smell of smoke. When I smelled it carefully, there was a smell of sesame oil in vegetables, but it was more greasy than that. Just smelling this smell, I felt that the nasal cavity was covered with oil. And when it got to the end tune, there was still a smell of vomiting.

Bruce knows exactly what this smell is. Every time he goes to catch Constantine, his expensive bat suit will be stained with this smell, and then he will throw it into the trash can.

He turned around and wanted to leave, but immediately an old man stopped him and said, "Hey, there are very few chicken cubs here to introduce guests, what's wrong with you? Tell me."

"No, I don't want to come here." Bruce was very determined to leave, but the old man kept pestering him, he said: "I can see that you are very uncomfortable now, it must be because there is no stock recently. ?”

"This is also normal. Recently, the twelve families have been strictly inspected, and goods are not allowed to be carried in the car. If the family you often go to closes down, you can come to me. I can guarantee that no one will compare My goods are better."

"Come and try this." The old man stuffed a cigarette into Bruce's hand and said, "I just rolled it, it's fresh, don't worry, kid, just take a sip, and the pain will leave you .”

Bruce took a deep breath, looked at the cigarette, turned his head to look at the old man and asked, "Do you know that you are hurting someone? Do you know that this thing is actually..."

"What is it?" The old man was a little puzzled, he scratched his head and said, "Isn't it marijuana?"

Speaking, he looked Bruce up and down and said, "Oh, you are a college student, right? I understand, I understand, you are not used to smoking cigarettes directly, wait a minute..."

Then the old man walked back to the counter at the door of the basement, took out a box of cigars from the cabinet, opened the box, pointed to it, and said to Bruce, "I've said it all, no one else will have a box of cigars like me." Goods, you've come to the right place, kid."

"This is the defective product left over from the smuggled cigars of the Lawrence family. I took them apart and re-rolled the tobacco leaves. I put a lot of stuff in it. You can't buy such a good product in the market. .”

"Have you brought a cigar cutter? If not, I can borrow it from you. However, you can also buy one from me. Although it is not as professional as their guillotine-style ones, it is also good to cut some ordinary ones. Enough."

Bruce pushed the box in his hand and said, "No, I don't want to come here, I'm going to the doctor."

The old man looked at him in surprise and said, "I am a doctor, where are you going?"

"Are you a doctor??!

" Bruce raised his voice and said, "Then you still sell drugs to others? ? !

"Drugs?" The old man seemed to be a little unfamiliar with this word, he smiled and said: "We don't usually call it that, this is our medicine here, the pain relief effect is first-class, you will know if you try it .”

The old man pushed the box to Bruce again and said, "No matter where you feel uncomfortable, just take one and you can fall asleep peacefully."

"You're crazy." Bruce said, "This stuff is addictive. If you smoke too much, you will lose your memory, your limbs will twitch and even induce epilepsy. Long-term smoking will cause infertility. If the dose is too large, it may cause shock or die."

The old man took the box back, looked at Bruce and said, "Yes, marijuana cigarettes can cause shock or death, but won't the pain?"

After speaking, the old man walked to the door of the basement and opened the door. Bruce saw that there were a bunch of people lying in disorder inside the door, some were holding cigarettes, some were holding bongs, and some were holding pipes. At this moment, the room was filled with smoke, and the terrible stench made Bruce take two steps back unconsciously.

"Why do you think they come here?" The old man said: "It's impossible for them to have money and nothing to spend, so they must come to buy my goods?"

"I don't accept those looking for fun here. If you smoke a cigarette a day, you might as well go to the nightclub next door. There will be beauties rolling cigarettes for you. I'm a hospital here, so don't come to me if you're not sick."

The old man said very seriously, so serious that Bruce felt ridiculous, he said: "You are a hospital here?? Do you really know what you are talking about???"

"Of course, if he is not sick, he would not come here. This...we call him the old yak..." The old man pointed to a bearded man lying in the room, and he said: "He should be I have a problem with my lungs~IndoMTL.com~Uh...it may be an infection, or it may be cancer, because the cough is too severe and painful, so I come here for treatment.”

"Here, little Pinate, he fell off the scaffold some time ago and broke his bone. He didn't have the money to pick it up, but he couldn't sleep because of the pain in the middle of the night, so he came to me for two days. Well, I have slept soundly recently."

"And this one, we call her the widow of East Street, her son died of an infection in the rain, she cried for several days and was not well, so she could only come to me to find some medicine, and she is much better now , I can go out to work during the day.”

The old man came back again, looked at Bruce, with a smile on his ravine face, and said, "I see, your symptoms are not very serious, and you are very young. You smoke two cigarettes a day, for a week, sure. Good."

Bruce looked at him in a daze and said, "Are all the doctors here like this? The medicine you prescribe is drugs?"

The old man turned around and put the box back on the table. He said, "I can see that you are not from here. If you just want to try something new, you'd better leave."

Bruce looked at him, not knowing why his attitude took a 180-degree turn, but the old man looked at him, showing a somewhat jerky smile. like crying.

Bruce doesn't know if he's crying, but he's never seen Gotham tears.

At last the old man said:

"This is the only medicine we can find. Let us die comfortably. If you still have a place to go, get out of here as soon as possible."

"If you really have nowhere to go, I advise you to get the disease cured first, otherwise, the end will only be worse."