In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 816: Red Hood (10)

"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

, the days when I was a spiritual mentor in Meiman

A truck speeds past in a rainy night, the splashed water falls like a waterfall, and the rumble of tires rolling over puddles is louder than thunder falling from the sky.

All the children were terrified and clutching at what they could, huddled together like canned sardines on an assembly line.

Jason also grabbed the cushion with one hand, he said: "You are crazy! Bruce! You are crazy! Not only did you break the rules, you may have injured a gang member, they will take it Our fate!"

"You haven't learned anything at all!" Jason raised his voice and said, "You can leave here easily, but these people can't, and neither can I..."

"As long as you take off the hood, no one dares to embarrass you, you think so, right? Even as long as you reveal your identity, no one dares to embarrass us, they will send us away in good spirits ..."

Jason closed his eyes, and said with a trembling tone: "But in Gotham, we can't live on pity. You pity us and try to save these children, but it won't save anyone in the end..."

Bruce drove the car in silence, he didn't say anything, Jason looked at his face, but only saw the light of the street lamp slipping over his hood for a moment, like the sunset in Gotham .

Bruce rushed across the street and drove the truck to a further place. Just as Jason expected, the torrential rain came so suddenly that many children were driven out of their stronghold. , squatting on the side of the street shivering.

The car stopped again, and more children were pulled up. They looked at the terrified expressions of the children in the car for no reason, but soon, they also fell into panic, because the truck rushed straight Pass the levels of gangsters on this street.

The "rumbling" thunder kept ringing, and the truck was like a flash of lightning, passing through the streets and alleys of Gotham, picking up the stars that fell from the sky, putting them in cans, and heading towards an unknown direction.

The storm became more and more urgent, and the heels of the leather shoes stepped on the floor of the corridor, making a light "da da" sound, which was inconspicuous mixed in with the sound of the rain.

Schiller pushed open the door of a ward, and Brand, who was following behind him, frowned, because the situation in the ward in front of him was not good.

Seven or eight children curled up in the corner, the hospital bed was full of vomit in a mess, and there were traces of blood on the ground. Everyone looked at the people who came in with wide eyes, their eyes were very numb, and there was no sign of life breath.

"Is this the job that Wayne paid us to do?" Standing at the door, Brand said in disbelief, "How did he make these kids like this? What did he do? What?"

"It's not him, it's the whole of Gotham." Schiller stood in the middle of the room, as if he didn't see these children or smell the terrible smell.

Brand stood silently at the door. After a long time, he said: "This city is hell, a living hell."

"I thought you knew about it a long time ago, haven't you been here for a while?" Schiller stood writing medical records under the chandelier in the room, and Brand walked in slowly and said, "That's right, But I have never gone deep into this city, I don't have your skills, so I can only hide in the hospital."

"It's not that you don't have the ability, Brand, you just don't want to do it." Schiller stopped writing, glanced up at the children, and said, "Today, we're going to give them a first-time diagnosis." , and then come up with a treatment plan, Wayne’s huge sum of money is not in vain.”

"But why don't we go with other doctors?" Brand asked with some doubts: "Shouldn't the consultation be three days later?"

"Do you really think you can count on them? They don't even know this place as well as you do." Schiller turned his head and glanced at the window. He said, "The storm is getting bigger, isn't it?"

Brand sighed, and walked gently to a distance of two meters from the group of children.

He found that his every movement would be caught by those eyes, and Brand felt that he was being watched by a beast, but he thought it was just an illusion, because all the malnourished children in front of him .

"Their stress response is very serious. They should have been stimulated more than once. Can they still express their needs now?" Brand knelt down so that his eyes were at the same level as the children.

"I invite you to come together, I hope you can check from the pathological aspect, whether there is any problem with their brain activity, as for the behavior and cognitive aspects, leave it to me..." Schiller said.

Brand stood up, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll call the nurse over and let the hospital prepare the medicine. I hope not to use too many stable medicines, otherwise it will also affect their health."

After a while, two nurses came by with carts, and all the kids started screaming.

The leading head nurse turned to look at Brand and said, "That's it. It's not that we haven't tried medication these days, but they resisted too fiercely, and we didn't dare to be too rough. After all, Wei Mr. En explained..."

But Brand is much more experienced than the average head nurse. He said: "Don't pay attention to them, don't look into their eyes, don't try to communicate with them, just pretend you didn't see anything, you didn't hear anything .”

"Treat them as a piece of goods, not a person." Brand looked at the head nurse and said, "Don't think this is inhumane. When a patient shows aggressive behavior, he may have lost his mind. Too much attention will make his mental activities more frequent and make them more excited."

Brand didn't hesitate at all. He grabbed a child's arm and carried him to the bed. The child screamed wildly and wanted to bite Brand's wrist with his mouth, but Brand grabbed him. He pinned him on the hospital bed with his arm, and waved to the nurse, and the nurse next to him went up to give an injection.

Other children fled in all directions, but because the door was closed, no one could escape, and they were all caught and given drugs.

The head nurse showed an unbearable expression until after it was all over, she said: "My daughter is about the same age as them, it's really..."

"Don't feel guilty, ma'am, we have controlled the strength so that they won't hurt their bodies, and the dosage of the medicine has also been strictly controlled. Let them be quiet for a while, which will help us to check them. This is the only way to get them back," Brand said reassuringly.

"Of course, of course I know." The head nurse quickly adjusted her state, and she said, "I'll inform them, first tidy up here, and then move the instruments over. They scrub their bodies..."

After several nurses left, Schiller looked at Brand and said, "Sometimes, I am also surprised by your professionalism and decisiveness."

Brand was not happy about being complimented at all. He shook his head and said, "Can you tell me about it? What's going on here?"

"This is the child Wayne brought back from the slums. You haven't been there, so you don't know. There is a special kind of beggar in the slums. Some 'moms and dads' will treat those who are thinner or born with disabilities. Take the babies back and train them to beg."

"Some time ago, Gotham's Children's Gang was united, and these children were also rescued. Wayne showed kindness and wanted to treat them, so he sent them to the hospital."

Brand shook his head and said: "Although I am more focused on pathology, I also know that this is not a good choice, not to mention that the change of the environment may stimulate them, no matter how much kindness he has, it is also You have to listen to the needs of the recipients first, instead of helping them self-righteously."

"Wayne at that time was not a good listener." Schiller looked at Brand and said, "But in fact, they reacted so violently because they all lived in Gotham before. in the law."

"Gotham's laws? This **** city still has laws?!" Brand said, taking a deep breath.

"Of course, there are rules and laws in any gregarious society, but Gotham's laws are not written laws, so it looks as if there are no laws." Schiller shook his head and said.

"Among them, the rules of the Gotham gangsters are that wherever you are, you can only do the corresponding things, so that you will be blessed by the rules. If you go beyond the scope, what you get may not be as good as being exploited. of."

Brand thought for a while, and felt that this was indeed very similar to the rule of law he was familiar with.

In a normal society, if people don't abide by social rules and do things beyond their own functions, they may gain benefits, but the benefits they get are far less than the freedom deprived of by prison.

But at the bottom of Gotham, such rules are strictly enforced. Children must be weak enough to stay in their own territory and not threaten anyone, so that they can survive in the cracks.

If they take possession of resources ~IndoMTL.com~ that they do not own, they must turn them in, and if they violate this rule, they may die.

Schiller sighed again, looked at the child lying on the bed and said: "This is especially true for these begging children. They have been educated since childhood, and all the resources they get must be handed in, otherwise they will be beaten to death .”

"They have been disciplined a long time ago, thinking that all the fruits of their labor do not belong to them. If they take more, their lives may be in danger, but now, they have taken too much."

"Bruce Wayne didn't break the previous rules, didn't break the law, didn't use the new order to train them, but simply let them out of that environment, and then stuffed them with a lot of things .”

"In such an environment, people who grow up will feel that this pile of things represents the disaster of killing one's body, and no one can avoid the fear of death."

"Their crying, screaming and resistance are not because they feel that they have too little, but because they are resisting that they have too much."

"This won't save Gotham." Brand said: "If this order is not completely overthrown, all people who come out of this environment will go crazy because of this fear."

"Bruce's intentions may be good, and he thinks it's good to save one." Schiller concluded: "However, his behavior is like taking a sick fish out of the pond."

"The fish is not doing well, even dying. He feels pity, so he wants to treat the fish, but he must consider that if the fish has no water, it will only die faster. "

"And when the fish in this pond are all sick fish, the first thing he should consider is to change the water in the pond."

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