Chapter 22 Price

Rong Huan just felt difficulty breathing. She opened her mouth, found a rusty taste in her mouth, and closed it again.

Jason saw that she seemed to want to say something but closed her mouth powerlessly. He was so frightened that his face turned pale, thinking that Rong Huan had suddenly fallen ill and was dying.

Fortunately, Bruce calmed down and ran towards the Batmobile with the child in his arms.

Jason followed closely behind, the roar of the engine echoing through the air, and finally the car drifted and turned in front of the hospital entrance.

The young nurse on night duty was drowsy when she saw a black-haired boy rushing into the clinic holding a little girl.

The two children's clothes were covered in blood, which was shocking.

The young nurse looked at the girl's pale face, realized the seriousness of the problem, and hurried to find the head of the department.

The doctor on duty tonight happened to be the one who diagnosed Rong Huan's eyes. Looking at the familiar way of holding the baby, he thought to himself that they were worthy of being the richest family, even the way of holding the baby was exactly the same.

Batman did not get out of the car. If he appeared in the hospital, the group of super villains might notice it.

Bruce rubbed his brow tiredly. None of his children were worry-free.

Just when we were glad that Jason was fine, our little daughter fell into a coma again for no apparent reason.

"Master, maybe you can change your clothes and go to the hospital to wait with Master Jason. I think you two need to talk too."

Ah Fu's voice rang out, and he roughly guessed the current situation.

The Wayne family's young masters and young ladies are all good children, but their past is pitiful.

The old town of Gotam is always quiet, and no one dares to stay here alone late at night.

The pitch-black night was gradually permeated by milky white, and light slowly began to shine through.

When Rong Huan opened her eyes, she saw Jason sleeping beside the bed.

He didn't even have time to change his clothes and stayed there all night.

The boy did not sleep well, and there was a blurry blue color under his eyes.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and a shadow cast on her nose bone as she breathed in and out. Her black hair drooped softly, and a tuft of white hair in front of her forehead looked unruly.

Rong Huan was enjoying Jason's handsome face when she heard the sound of the door opening.

She looked up and saw Bruce standing at the door, looking at her with a complicated expression.

Rong Huan smiled guiltyly and secretly withdrew her hand that was about to touch Jason's hair.

Bruce pretended not to notice her action and coughed, and Jason suddenly woke up.

He stood up straight and saw Bruce standing there, his face turned cold.

The conversation between the two people last night ended in a bad mood again.

He has decided to leave Batman and wander around on his own. If he wasn't worried about the little girl, he would have left long ago.

Jason rubbed Rong Huan's little head and got up to change his clothes.

When Jason walked out, the ward became completely quiet.

Rong Huan is a person who can't sit still. She scratched her ears and cheeks as she looked at Bruce who was staring at her without saying a word.

Finally, he was defeated.

"I admit that I hid something, but everyone has some little secrets, and you lied to me too!"

Rong Huan became more and more confident as she spoke. She even felt wronged since Bruce was Batman.

Why did he have to express his dislike for Batman? Everyone in his family knew about it, but she was the only one who was kept in the dark.

Bruce remained unmoved as he looked at the little girl lying on the hospital bed and telling him she was angry.

His identity has been revealed, so he doesn't need to pretend anymore.

"You have healing powers and even space teleportation."

These words were spoken in a statement tone. Rong Huan looked at Bruce's oppressive eyes and nodded involuntarily.

At this time, she was still lost in thought that the boss was really scary when his aura was fully unleashed.

"You are not Rong Huan, what is your purpose?"

Rong Huan's pupils shrank and cold sweat broke out on her back. She didn't expect Bruce to guess so quickly that she was not the previous Rong Huan.

But the idea of ​​time travel is too bizarre, Bruce definitely won't believe it.

"I...I can't tell you now, but the healing potion can heal the wound. I won't hurt you. I really treat you as family."

Rong Huan knelt on the hospital bed and explained to the man anxiously.

Bruce looked at the child's bewildered look coldly, and he remained skeptical about what Rong Huan said.

Rong Huan looked at Bruce's cold eyes and was almost stunned. Is this the way Bruce looked at her?

It turned out that he never trusted herself, no wonder Bruce always stared at her.

There was scrutiny, suspicion, and temptation in those eyes, but there was no sense of closeness.

Rong Huan slowly lowered her head and hugged it between her knees. She didn't blame Bruce. If it were her, she might have been more suspicious of him.

This is how things should have turned out, Rong Huan comforted herself, a villain would become ruthless and ruthless to the end.

This is good, everyone lays down their cards and then goes their separate ways.

But...why does my heart always hurt so much?

"What did you pay for saving Jason?"

Bruce broke the deadlock. He looked at the little girl with her hands on her knees in a closed position, and subconsciously ignored the strangeness in her heart.

When he broke into the factory, he saw that the floor next to the chair was soaked with blood. With such a large amount of bleeding, Jason must be in danger.

If Rong Huan can bring people back to life, then it must come at a high price.

After a long time, the child's voice rang out in the room, with a suppressed sob.

"Health, the price I paid was a period of health."

Bruce's pupils shrank. The doctor had talked to him before entering the ward.

The little girl's organs seemed to be damaged to varying degrees in an instant.

Although the severity is not serious, it is enough to make people wonder if it is some kind of difficult and complicated disease.

He was silent. Rong Huan was different from the other children in the Wayne family. She seemed to be always optimistic.

It's nothing like the pain of having a mother die young or having a father run away and abandon his children.

That's why he suspected that the child now was not the Rong Huan of the past, but until now she had not done anything to hurt others...

Bruce walked out of the ward. Perhaps he needed to think about how to face his little daughter.

Rong Huan listened to the footsteps gradually receding, slowly shrank into the quilt, and hugged herself with both hands.

The price the system mentioned was what she heard in the last second before she fainted yesterday.

She didn't want to worry them, so she endured the pain from all over her body, but there are times when one's emotions can no longer be controlled.

Rong Huan hid her head in the pillow, and the grievances flooded her body like a tide. Her eyes were hot and her tears finally couldn't be stopped and wet the pillow.

Rong Huan is actually very insecure, and her childhood experiences are unforgettable.

Every time I recall the scene when my adoptive parents sent me back to the orphanage, it’s like opening the scars in my heart again.

Even if new flesh grows, the scars inside will never heal.

Bruce's eyes were like a knife, stabbing into the scabbed scars that she had tried so hard to cover up.

The intense pain made her muster up the courage to take a step forward, but she immediately retracted her foot and closed herself tightly, refusing to go out even a little bit.