"It seems that your brain is indeed not damaged, it's still so easy to use." After being told by Deng Huailing, Rolla's embarrassing expression disappeared instead.She didn't care that her selfishness was seen through by the other party, "Yes, I concealed the news of your survival out of the consideration of not hurting the guild."

"At that time, the experts said that the probability of you waking up was very small. I was not sure about Rosie's psychology, so I kept it from him. But you still woke up today. I think it should follow what the experts deduced about your tolerance to neurotoxins.Is it related to receptivity?"

"Tolerance... Do you mean that my body does not respond to the toxin?" Deng Huailing recalled under Rolla's reminder, "Actually, I also find it strange that the neurotoxin I was injected at that time should have killed me instantly.Otherwise it can't be called a means of killing. But I acted for half an hour after being poisoned before I lost consciousness."

Rolla nodded. "That's what I meant. The medical team was amazed, how on earth did your body develop a tolerance? Did you experience anything special before, or have a history of injections of this drug?"

"Maybe I have." Deng Huailing pondered for a while, with a faint light in his brown eyes, "Do you still remember the time when I was hunted down by the Dylan government?Experimenting with various drugs, maybe that’s how tolerance comes about.”

"That makes sense...It sounds like Robert is really playing with fire." Rolla sighed, she couldn't imagine what Deng Huailing had experienced during that time, if the other party's will was a little weakSome, should have been insane by then.

She looked at Deng Huailing with emotion and pity, "If you want to find Rosie, it's not difficult. I'll send someone to take you there. But you have to remove the braces on your whole body first, otherwise you'll be in trouble."It’s not convenient to carry the stretcher around...Speaking of which, I’m also most annoyed by the doctor’s orders from these mothers-in-law, since you’re fine, I’ll ask them to remove the retainer, just move carefully.”

The medical team behind her all looked fierce, but there was nothing they could do. Rolla herself was an unreasonable patient who smoked and drank heavily, and most of the hunters who came to this hospital for treatment were also of this rough type, and they were used to it.Fortunately, Rolla also read Deng Huailing's physical examination report, and she dared to do this only after confirming that there was no serious problem.

The mechanical arm hanging from the ceiling slowly lowered, removing the retainers around Deng Huailing.There are still fixed bandages wrapped around the chest and abdomen in the hospital gown, but he can move freely.Deng Huailing was helped out of bed by the nurse, and walked around the ward twice with the help of a walker, gradually stabilizing her pace.

"I didn't expect that I would use this thing one day." Deng Huailing patted the walker a little funny.This young body had never been so badly wounded, and although most of the wounds had healed, the scabs were still fresh, and some places were still aching.

As he tried to walk, medical experts crouched by, monitoring his musculoskeletal condition with instruments, and issued lengthy medical orders and disclaimers.Deng Huailing didn't take it to heart at all, he just remembered the phrase "you can try to get off the aid after walking for an hour or two with the aid of the walker", and the eagerness to see Rosie occupied his mind.

"...But don't you think that the acting mayor will be frightened by Mr. Deng's sudden visit?" However, there are still cautious people in this ward. In the radical atmosphere, Grace spoke weaklyReminder, "Aren't you really going to give him some psychological preparation, even if it is a hint in advance? Not everyone will cheer when they see a lover who has come back from the dead, right?"

The other two extremely casual hunters were stunned for a moment. They really hadn't thought about this. With their personalities, they might really cheer.Deng Huailing's recovery stopped, and he raised his head to think carefully for a moment: "Maybe you are right... I really should give Rosie a hint in advance to let him know that I am back."

The communicator that Rosie gave him had been destroyed in the explosion, so he turned around and borrowed the communicator from Rolla, and entered a string of email addresses on the screen from memory, "If you want Rosie to believe it, you have to ask him again."

Outside the remote old bar, Rosie got out of the logistics officer's car and motioned for him to wait by the side of the road.At nine o'clock in the evening, the neighborhood in this area is not as bustling and noisy as the city center. Although the street lights are bright, the shadows of the trees are bleak under the golden light, and there are few pedestrians. No one noticed his appearance.

This was the day before the election results were announced, and it was also the last day of the victory celebration. Almost all the bars in the city were full, and people gathered at the booths to watch the real-time changing vote statistics, waiting to witness the moment when the zero-point results were announced.But the small bar in front of it was not full, and there were only a few tables of guests behind the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Rosie pushed the door in wearing sunglasses and a mask. There was soothing blues playing inside the door, and the dim light flickered on and off.There was no one on the dance floor, and there was no band on the stage. The guests at the few tables were talking quietly, and someone could vaguely hear the topic of the election.

He walked in with his head down, came to the seat by the window and sat down. After the waiter served the drink, he took off his sunglasses and mask, and looked at the person who invited him to the appointment.The doctor didn't wear a white coat, but ordinary clothes, and his face was still expressionless.

"I'm sorry, I've had too many things these two days, so I just came to your appointment today." Rosie looked at the doctor and said carefully, "Do you want me to come here because you have something important to say? You shouldn't be that kindSomeone who likes to chat with other people."

"I don't like it, but I don't like being in debt to others either." The doctor said this abruptly, seeing that Rosie didn't understand, he pointed to the package on the seat beside him.Rosie hesitated for a few seconds before recalling that it contained the killer's heart. In addition, he also ordered someone to sort out the killer's belongings and send them to the doctor. The other party asked him out to thank him.

It turned out to be to repay favors.Rosie shook her head embarrassingly: "This...isn't really a favor, this is what I should do, I think Ettore should also hope that these things can be kept with you."

Rosie didn't know that the other party was here to complete the task entrusted by Deng Huailing. Although Deng Huailing said in the letter that it would be fine to send an email to Rosie's mailbox, the doctor came in person.He happened to be in town, so he made an appointment with Rosie, and as he said, he didn't like being in debt.

"I know tomorrow is a very important day for you, and you can't drink alcohol, so I ordered fruit juice." The doctor drank the dark red liquid in the glass, and then said, "I will leave after just a few words, noIt will take you a long time."

"It doesn't matter, I don't have anything to do tonight." Rosie smiled softly, "Tomorrow's inauguration ceremony has already been prepared, I just need to cooperate with those procedures. In fact, I often want to see you... AboutI am very sorry and guilty about Ettore, but I have never dared to say this to you.”

When he mentioned the killer's name, his eyes were a little sad, and complex emotions accumulated in the bottom of his eyes, as if shrouded in some kind of shadow.The doctor looked at Rosie's expression, but didn't show the same sentimentality. He didn't come to see Rosie today to remember the killer, or rather, he never intended to discuss Ettore's death with anyone.He just picked up the topic:

"You and Deng Huailing are very similar."

"What?" Rosie froze, looking up at him.

"When he came to East 5 to look for me, he also said that he was guilty." The doctor said flatly, "People who are bound by a strong sense of morality will always feel guilty from time to time, and then blame themselves. I can't empathize with that."

"Moral sense...maybe," Rosie paused slightly, and smiled bitterly. "I wanted him to be a good person, but he died because of it. Sometimes, it's better to have no moral sense?"

He looked out of the window melancholy, the dim light of the street lamp reflected his eyes, and there were deep scars spreading in his eyes.The grief of a loved one's death never faded from him, it's just that he's used to it now, like a patient who is used to an incurable disease.

From a certain point of view, he and the doctor are sympathetic people.Rosie raised her glass to the doctor, tilted her head back and drank the juice in the glass, feeling the overly sweet liquid slide down her throat.It seemed to be a raspberry-flavored fruit drink, but for some reason, the juice in his glass was darker than the other's, and it was still a little hot to drink.

The doctor also drank the juice, then put down the glass, and said meaningfully: "If I tell you...he is still there?", Rosie's figure turned her back to the man.

"It's impossible." Rosie immediately gave a negative answer, "Although I really want to deceive myself like this, but at that time he was at the center of the nuclear explosion, how could he be alive..."

"I gave him an invention." The doctor told the truth calmly, "It's a water bubble that will automatically expand when it is impacted. It can withstand 10,000-ton explosions and has both heat insulation and radiation protection functions. I am very proud of my craftsmanship., has always been very confident."

"——My word has arrived, I should go too. Goodbye." After finishing speaking, he called the waiter to settle the bill, picked up the package beside him, got up and left neatly, leaving Rosie dazed in place,Staring blankly at the doctor's back and disappearing at the door of the bar, he didn't expect to catch up.

Rosie felt a thunderbolt explode in her mind, and her eardrums buzzed non-stop.He finally remembered what he was going to do, and stood up impatiently: "Doctor... No, wait!" But his body staggered, and the light dizziness made him feel like he was in a cloud, and he fell back to his seat again.

The scorching temperature swept up, his ears and cheeks seemed to be burning, it was astonishingly hot.The exposed skin was stained red, and Rosie barely opened his watery eyes. Before his vision blurred, he caught a glimpse of a table of people in the distance with a crimson liquid in their cups, which was similar to what he had just drank.The juices are similar in color.

Hell, the waiter seemed to have confused his glass with the other table's.It wasn't fruit juice at all, but fruity spirits, but the strong fruit flavor covered up the taste of the wine, and he drank it all in one gulp, so he didn't taste it.However, judging from the stamina of this glass of wine, the degree should not be low.

It's over, there will be an inauguration ceremony tomorrow...

It was Rosie's last waking thought before slipping into confusion, and then his consciousness became hazy.The memory was gradually fragmented, he only remembered the very important words the doctor said to him, but he couldn't recall them even after trying his best, until later, he even forgot who the appointment was for tonight.

He stood up with his limp body, and the self-consciousness engraved in the bones of public figures made him wear sunglasses.Rosie tugged at the collar, leaned on the back of one chair after another, and stumbled towards the outside, but his vision became more and more turbulent, and the whole world began to shake, until his hands were empty and he couldn't hold the back of the next chair——

The imaginary fall did not happen, and he crashed into a warm embrace dangerously.The man hugged him tightly, like embracing a lost and recovered treasure, but he didn't dare to hold him too tightly, as if he was afraid that he would shatter like porcelain.There was a gentle touch on the top of the head, and the other party lowered his head slightly, and dropped a kiss on his hair.

Rosie couldn't see who was in front of him, his confused brain couldn't process these familiar feelings, but he just felt that the fingertips of the man rubbing his waist with ease were too hooligan.Except for Deng Huailing, no one can have the right to control this body... But Deng Huailing is dead, and he must protect this right for his lover.

He sank down with drunken eyes, tried his best to push the other party twice, but failed to push away, so he could only warn in a cold voice: "Let me go, or I will cut off your hand right now."

He thought his voice was cold, but when it fell into the other party's ears, it was soft and long, with a slight nasal sound.The man was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help laughing, stretched out his hand with a smile, put his head on the back of his head and pressed lightly on his shoulder, and said presumptuously: "It's up to you. I think your appearance is the type I like, a thousand creditsHow about dancing with me?"

"You shameless rascal!" Rosie was furious, slipped out the jackknife from her cuff in a flash, pushed it away and pressed it against the man's neck, "I think you don't want to live..."

The angry voice suddenly stopped, and the jackknife jingled and fell to the ground.Rosie couldn't believe whose voice he heard just now, his eyes were instantly covered with tears, he couldn't see the person in front of him clearly, and he didn't hear the person talking again, so he could only carefully rub the tip of his nose against the other person's neck, confirming the person in confusionbody odor.

It was the familiar smell of Deng Huailing. He couldn't tell how to distinguish it, but his body still firmly remembered this feeling.Rosie trembled in fear, his heart seemed to be suspended by a silk thread, he wanted to believe that everything in front of him was real, but the other man who was full of fear told himself that this was probably just a hallucination caused by drunkenness.

Do not believe.The higher the alcohol propped him up, the harder he fell. He finally accepted and got used to the life without Deng Huailing, and if he reached out to touch the past, he would only fall to pieces.Rosie clutched the other person's skirt, trembling and crying, he reminded himself over and over again, don't believe, don't hug, don't kiss that person's lips——

But, he completely, couldn't do it.

"Huai Ling, I miss you so much." Rosie sobbed and wrapped her arms around Deng Huailing's neck, kissing Deng Huailing's lips lightly, absorbing the long-lost warmth, "Even if you are my hallucination, please come back later."Disappear, okay..."