Marvel's Speedster

After seeing off the troublesome policeman, Ross seemed a little tired. Since he was no longer in danger, under the doctor's instructions, Rachel and other relatives also bid farewell and left the ward, leaving him a space to rest and recuperate.

After everyone went out, the room suddenly fell silent, and Ross, who half-closed his eyes, regained consciousness. He began to breathe at a special frequency, inhaling about 500 milliliters of air in one cycle, and after a thorough expansion and contraction of the lungs , and exhaust the exhaust gas from the alveoli within 10 to 15 seconds, so that oxygen can be fully transported to all parts of the body. After persisting like this for about forty minutes, the temperature in his body gradually increased, and his limbs gathered some strength again.

It wasn't until a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead that Ross stopped slowly, lying quietly on the bed and sorting out his memories.

At this moment, he still remembers the feeling when he said the last sentence with the rookie policeman. At that time, a strange anxiety spread quietly in Ross's heart, and it quickly filled his body like a raging flame, and the high temperature turned into countless surging electric currents along the way. As the neural network spreads wantonly, the airflow continuously gushes out from the lungs, passes through the larynx along the trachea, and the vocal cords vibrate, which turns into sound and is released from the mouth. Gougou looked into his pupils.

For a moment, Ross thought that the other party would jump up and yell at him in Rage, but there seemed to be a voice in his heart telling him that as long as he was firm in his will, the other party would bow his head and obey.

At that moment, he chose to listen to his inner voice.

Sure enough, after looking at each other for a few seconds, the frivolous police officer finally lowered his high head, and obediently left the room according to Ross' instructions.

The change somewhat surprised Ross.

Before the soul was integrated, the former Ross never realized that he was different from others, but the day of coma became a turning point of fate, just like the sudden lightning in the dream, the young Ross unconsciously A huge amount of change occurred, but this unexpected change did not make him forget himself, but instead raised a faint doubt in his heart.

I don't know what those bastards were injecting. It would be great if one or two of them could be left alive for torture.

Ross thought so, but he didn't regret it. After all, the external conditions at that time didn't allow him to have any reservations. Dealing with all witnesses was the only correct choice.

It's just that in this way, he will inevitably have to devote more energy to researching the abnormality in himself.

While thinking silently, time passed by, the afternoon sun gradually dimmed, and when the sunset glow in the sky turned bright red, the door slammed lightly, and a strange female doctor walked in lightly.

There was no difference in expression, but Ross quietly raised his vigilance in private.

This woman is completely different from the male doctor who was in charge of him before.

Her hair is combed in loose double ponytails, and she is about five feet six seven inches tall. Although she is wearing a large medical mask, the temperament in her eyes still looks quite childish. Even if she overestimates her age, she is better than Ross Two or three years older. With Ross's eyes, he immediately saw that this woman could not be a doctor in the hospital at all, and even the interns who had actual work experience might be more experienced than her.

Such a strange girl suddenly ran to her room, could she be a thief who wanted to steal the property of the hospital, or a female gangster sent by the gang to spy on the news?

Ross looked at the other party calmly, his eyes clear and calm.

The other party did not show any abnormalities, just like a real doctor took out the notebook and questioned him.

"Ross‧Byrne?" The fake doctor quickly glanced at Ross, and casually reported his intentions.

"I'm Dr. Harley Quinzel. The hospital is very busy today. The director sent me to take over your treatment. I need you to cooperate with my work."

Harley mentioned his identity vaguely, and found that the patient did not raise any objections, so he quickly forgot to cover up, and cheerfully questioned Ross's bed.

"Tell me the specifics, what did you precocious adolescents do, and how did you end up in the hospital? I really want to open your brains to see what the circuit is... Ha ha."

After chatting for a few words, Harley danced and waved the notebook. Ross stared at this nervous girl, and couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

Now he can basically confirm that this guy has nothing to do with thieves or gangsters. What is the difference between such a crazy personality and a lunatic? Which gang will send such a guy out to perform tasks?

But her name is somewhat familiar, but I can't remember where I heard it.

Finding that Ross's attitude was rather perfunctory, Harley restrained himself a bit, picked up the pen and notebook and continued to ask questions one by one, covering everything from physical state to psychological reaction. Quite professional, and I do know a little about Ross's treatment, and it doesn't seem to be completely unfamiliar.

Definitely, what neither the doctors nor the police could find, Harley naturally couldn't find out either, and found that she couldn't get more information, so her thoughts continued to diverge endlessly, asking around and making Rossmo lose his mind.

Looking at Harley's face flushed with excitement, Ross began to suspect that she was a family member of a hospital staff member who came here to pretend to be a doctor to make trouble.

"How come, you little pudding think too much!" Harley naturally denied the patient's doubts.

According to her, she is a new doctor who advocates the use of prescription drugs in moderation. She hopes to replace most of the abused drug treatments with psychological intervention, so it is necessary to have a deep understanding of the patient's mental state.

Ross didn't believe this excuse at all, but just when he was about to send Harley away, a strong dizziness hit his brain silently.

The soft white light kept flickering in front of his eyes, as if the ceiling was turned upside down and hung upside down under his feet, and the sick bed also shook violently, like an extremely strong earthquake erupting from the ground.

The endless hallucinations were accompanied by uncontrollable anxiety. The feeling when he contacted the police not long ago struck again. Ross's heartbeat accelerated crazily, sweat soaked through his coat soon, and adrenaline ran around with his blood.

After an unknown amount of time, the chattering Harley finally noticed his abnormality, and quickly ran over to help Ross, making him lie down in the bed.

Ross stared at the ceiling with distracted eyes, and then his lips cooled, and Harley put a glass of water next to his mouth, and then the girl held the back of his head with one hand and the musician helped him drink it slowly.

The water was a little cold, and there was a choking smell of baking soda in the mouth. After drinking the whole glass of water, Ross blinked hard to recover slowly.

He turned his cheek and found that Harley was hugging his neck in a hurry, the mask had been taken off and stuffed into his uniform pocket, revealing a delicate face.

Ross's throat twitched slightly.

In his eyes, Harley's childish face reveals a strange charm, and her smooth skin looks white and delicate.

But he immediately realized that this state of being on the verge of losing control was really abnormal for him.

"Are you okay, I'll call the doctor!" Harley hurriedly put Ross down and ran out the door, no longer caring about her fake identity.

Before she could leave the sick bed, a nurse happened to push the door in with medicines in hand. When she saw the girl beside Ross, she immediately frowned and cried out in a low voice.

"Harley, you're pretending to be a doctor again!"

This nurse is about 30 years old, with a slender figure and a charming appearance. She looks exactly like Harley, and she still looks charming. She should be her sister or mother. Hearing her reprimand, Harley withdrew his hands reflexively and stood aside. He muttered softly.

"I'm doing an early internship Mom, I'm going to have a degree in psychology soon, and I'm doing your hospital a favor too. …

She was pleading aggrieved on the side, but Ross was hurt by Harley's random push just now. He lost his balance unexpectedly, and his head hit the wall of the bed with a bang. The will to resist was suddenly interrupted for a moment.

"Look at the good deeds you have done, are you planning to get me fired?" The nurse was startled and annoyed when she saw this, she hurriedly drove her naughty daughter Harley out of the ward, closed the door tightly to avoid being discovered by colleagues outside, and then ran away Go over and check on Ross's injuries.

The moment she just came in front of Ross and was about to put her hand on his forehead, Ross' eyes suddenly opened, and the pupils emitted a strong light like lightning.