Chapter 74 26. Zhou Keer: Mr. Mason’s medicine is so good that I can’t help but want to give him a gift——[950]
((Additional update for the brothers of "The Insolence of Midsummer"))
Mason stayed up another night, and in the early morning of the next morning, with a fairy-like look on his face, he poured himself a bottle of high-grade vitality potion to revive himself instantly. After taking a shower, he rushed to work at the clinic across the street on time.
Of course, it was inevitable to be scolded by Dr. Leslie.
However, the cold-hearted doctor did not really kick Mason out of the clinic. After all, employees who took the initiative to do so were hard to find.
Moreover, the doctor who had used Mason to cure Batman had also seen the whole process. Although she was not interested in the mysterious alchemy, it was not a bad thing to keep Mason in the clinic.
If he encounters a patient that he cannot treat, the pragmatic Dr. Leslie does not mind using powers other than science to treat the patient and save the patient.
But Gotham today is indeed so peaceful that people feel a little confused.
After taking over all the dressing and dressing work in the entire clinic, Mason was actually free. He sat in the nurses' lounge and looked at the city outside the window in confusion.
It shouldn’t be!
It's been two days since Batman was attacked.
Why can the guys who attacked Batman still hold their breath? In this case, shouldn't it start a bloody storm in this city immediately?
"Are you very free?"
Dr. Leslie, who was wearing emergency gear and seemed about to enter the operating room, suddenly opened the door and saw Mason fishing. She raised her eyebrows and said:
"Go and clean up and help in the emergency room. We just sent a patient who needs an operation. Can you suture?"
"Practice."
Mason immediately stood up and followed.
Thirty minutes later, he and the doctor walked out of the emergency room and were scolded by the doctor:
"Compared with your perfect bandaging skills, your suturing skills are as bad as those of an intern! Come with me and I will only teach you once. If you fail to learn it again, your salary will be deducted!"
Mason complained in his mind that although the stitching just now did not reach the level of outstanding craftsmanship, it was still an excellent evaluation. There was no way it could be worse than that of the intern.
But when faced with a doctor asking him to teach him something, Mason certainly wouldn't refuse.
I just followed him and learned for almost an hour, and then went to the kitchen as a guest cook until I got off work in the afternoon. The day just passed by.
Mason, who had learned many new skills, was in a good mood and felt that Dr. Leslie was such a good teacher. He left the clinic with his suitcase and crossed the street back to his cabin.
As a result, before he could open the door, a small car stopped behind him with a screeching sound.
"You almost hit me!"
Mason frowned and scolded him, but as the car door opened and a blonde girl came out who apologized profusely, Mason's anger dissipated.
It's not that they are treated differently.
Mainly, he had to thank the female driver for not killing him.
"Why is it you?"
As the young man opened the rolling shutter door of Cooper's store, he looked at Dr. Harley Quinzel in sportswear in surprise in front of him. He said in a strange and guilty tone:
"Is there something wrong with the medicine? Are you coming to complain to me?"
"No, it's not! No problem!"
Dr. Harley was very excited, and felt that the street was not a place for talking, so he pushed and pulled Mason into the shop and closed the door. Then he said with a sense of joy:
"Your medicines are very useful! I tried them on several of my patients last night. Except for Mr. J who was very resistant, the other patients' performance last night was excellent.
But I have a lot of patients in charge, so I’ve run out of potion and I’ll come to you quickly to get some more. ”
"Mr. J is very resistant? Joker?"
Mason raised his eyebrows, put the suitcase on the counter, unbuttoned his coat, and asked:
"Why is he resisting? Is it because the potion is useless to him?"
"No, very useful, even too useful."
Dr. Harley dropped her face and said:
“I gave him a demulcent first and he said he did feel relieved but that feeling of peace of mind made him nauseous and then he became very manic and I had to give him two doses of sedatives.
The effect is very good.
He soon became obedient.
In fact, even the dean said he had never seen Mr. J so cooperative. I had been observing him last night.
He seemed to resist the feeling that would allow him to relax.
He refused to sleep and asked me to get out of his ward. In desperation, I had no choice but to use euphoria on him, hoping to make him feel uplifting and happy.
Then
He hit his head on the toilet and attempted suicide. ”
At this point, Dr. Harley was very frustrated. She even had red eyes and whispered:
"But I know that's not the problem with your medication, Mason. Mr. J just doesn't like the kind of positive happiness that can cheer him up. He is a person who pursues chaos, and things that can make ordinary people happy are the most terrifying to him. of poison.
He hates me.
After he was saved from a suicide attempt, he asked the dean to change his attending doctor. He yelled at me and said that he never wanted to see me as a "witch" again.
Mason, do you think I'm really annoying? ”
The girl seemed shocked.
She would raise her head and look at Mason pitifully, like a cat begging for a pet. Mason wanted to say something to comfort this poor woman who had been abandoned by the Joker.
But the next moment, Mason's expression became weird.
Last night, due to the darkness and lighting, he didn't pay much attention to Harley Quinzel's eyes, but it was still dusk, and Mason quickly discovered some strange places under the natural light.
Dr. Harley Quinzel's pupils were obviously abnormally dull, which reminded him of some of the symptoms of "charm" and "hypnosis" he had seen in the potion encyclopedia.
"Come here and sit here!"
Mason pulled a chair over for the female doctor in front of him to sit down. He bent down and looked at her eyes carefully and said:
"Take off your glasses."
"Huh? Is there any problem?"
Harley took off her glasses obediently and blinked her beautiful big blue eyes.
Mason could see it more clearly now. The dullness in her pupils formed a sharp and weird contrast with the entire lively expression on her cheeks.
Making Mason's brows frown even more.
After a moment, he reached out and touched the lapel pin on his collar, injecting a little burning magic power into it when his fingers flickered sparks.
"John, can you hear me?"
the young man asked.
"This thing is not for you to communicate across the world!"
After a few seconds, Zha Kang's intermittent voice came from it, and he said:
"Keep your tattoos close."
Mason leaned his left arm on his collar, and Constantine's voice suddenly became smoother, and he said:
"I'm studying this weird curse thing. It should have more uses, such as long-distance magic communication. Can it trouble me? I'm busy feeding the 'Rainbow Pony' you left here. < br>
If none of you want it, I'll give it to Xiao Zha.
This little bastard just chewed up my magic book! ”
"Wow, your lapel pin has spoken."
Dr. Harley was startled, and her scream made Zha Kang instantly "energetic". The crooked guy whistled and said:
"Hey, is there a girl next to you, little Mason? It must be almost evening over there, right? This is an ambiguous time, are you in bed?
I didn't disturb you, did I?
Is it because the little bird doesn’t know how to take the next step in contacting me in this case?
It doesn't matter, let Brother John teach you.
First, lick your finger and put it in"
"Shut up, John!"
Mason scolded, showed an apologetic smile to the red-faced Dr. Harley, and whispered:
"Help me take a look at the situation of the lady in front of me, John. I suspect that she has been hypnotized. There are obvious signs of sluggishness in her pupils. But the strange thing is that her actions and thinking are not affected."
"Didn't that strange badge around your neck vibrate?"
Zha Kang asked, but Mason denied it. Then he heard the black magician say impatiently:
"Then it has nothing to do with magic! It should be the spiritual guidance of a skilled hypnotist or the long-term effects of certain drugs that can affect the mind. The most likely reason is that she took too many drugs.
Anyway, give her a pick-me-up!
A strong stimulus at five times the dose should be enough to break this hypnosis.
Don't bother me with these little things next time. Of course, if you have a conscience, remember to open your eyes and let me watch the 'live broadcast' when you are with a girl next time.
That's it.
I only have 98% of my magic power left.
Chat next time. ”
The eyeballs of the Hell Eye on Mason's collar were strangely closed.
This bizarre scene made Dr. Harley, who was just an ordinary person, widen her eyes. She looked at Mason curiously and wanted to ask. But when he thought that the young man in front of him was an alchemist, everything seemed to make sense.
But Harley disagrees with the idea that she was hypnotized. She put on her gold-rimmed glasses and retorted in a very academic tone:
"I have a PhD in psychology, Mason. I can confirm whether I was hypnotized or not. Your suspicion is totally unreasonable!"
"Really?"
Mason curled his lips, put five bottles of refreshment on the counter with a bang, and said to Harley Zequiel:
"Then drink them all to prove it. I have to make the potion you want now. It will take a few hours. You can help me look after the store.
Don't bother me in the basement. ”
After saying that, the young man rolled up his sleeves and walked to the basement with his suitcase and slammed the door.
Dr. Harley, who was left in the store, looked at the five bottles of refreshing potion placed in front of her. She hesitated, but since she had confirmed that Mason's potion had no side effects last night, she had nothing to do now anyway.
She walked up to the counter and pretended to be the owner of the shop, then unscrewed the gag and took a sip into her mouth.
The Rejuvenating Potion is a potion specially designed to boost the spirit. Its effect is simpler but also much stronger than the Revitalizing Potion. This potion with a strong mint flavor makes Harley Quinzel feel like swallowing it as soon as she takes it. She hit a mental bomb, and the stimulating feeling went straight to the sky, making her shiver several times before she could react.
“Comfortable!”
The female doctor grinned and felt that she was now full of energy, all the fatigue had been swept away, and even her mind seemed to be much clearer.
She glanced at the remaining four bottles of potion again, and then reached for the second bottle.
Three hours later, when Mason walked out of the basement with a small box of potions he had just made, he saw a man lying on a chair behind the counter, staring at the ceiling blankly, even his shoes had been kicked off, and he curled up like It's Harley Quinzel who's "having a bad time".
The five empty bottles of refreshment were thrown at his feet, the exquisite gold-rimmed glasses were also thrown on the counter, and the hair that was originally tied up in a very formal way was spread loosely on his shoulders.
"What's wrong with you?"
Mason asked.
Dr. Harley didn't speak but curled up tighter.
After a few seconds, she buried her head in her arms and said:
"I was indeed hypnotized, my God. I was hypnotized by Mr. J and I didn't realize that the villain had been tempting me to think in his crazy way.
I'm such a fool for trying to turn me into a lunatic like him.
Ivy kept reminding me, even Clayface reminded me, but I was completely unaware of it.
Almost!
It was just a little bit too close for me to look back.
I simply thought that it was just because I was very tired during this period that I liked to think wildly. I thought that the wild thoughts that occasionally burst out from my heart and wanted to smash something were just because of stress.
No!
Not
He is transforming me!
That villain is using his ideas to transform me! ”
"But now that you are awake and happy to have escaped the dark prison set by a madman for you, you have truly realized how dangerous your patient is.
Maybe this will make you think more rationally when choosing your career goals in the future. ”
Mason shrugged, placed the box full of potions on the table in front of Dr. Harley, and said:
"These potions should be enough for your patients to use for a week. I hope you can help me record the process of their effectiveness and their effectiveness in different situations.
If you trust me, I will have more magical potions that can be given to your patients in the future. ”
"Why do you want to help them?"
Dr. Harley's mood was a little unstable at this moment. She opened her red eyes and asked:
"You know they are all serious criminals! They are not good people!"
"I think there's a slight problem with your definition of 'help'. I'm using them for drug experiments now, Harley."
Mason replied quietly.
One sentence stopped all Dr. Harley's questions.
"You are a professional psychiatrist. Zhou Keer cannot hypnotize you with just words. He must have also used some drugs that can interfere with mental thinking."
The young man glanced at Harley Quinzel's current state, rubbed his chin and said:
"I'm very interested in those drugs. Can you allow me to go to your place of work? Maybe you need a personal consultant? The kind who doesn't work but provides medical advice and special treatments."
Harley immediately understood what Mason meant. She rubbed her head and said:
"You are still the first person to want to take the initiative to work as an assistant in Arkham Asylum, but maybe I really need an alchemist friend to protect me so that this kind of shit doesn't happen again in the future.
I will have to deal with Mr. J in the future.
I wouldn't dare go near him again without your help, but Mason, I don't have that much money to pay you. ”
"It doesn't matter, just treat it as a charity action."
The young man smiled.
Reaching out to pull up Dr. Harley Quinzel, who might never be "Harley Quinn" again in this life, Harley looked at Mason's sunny and gentle smile and was silent for a moment.
There was a sharp contrast between the young man in front of her, who was ten years younger than her, and Mr. J, who was baring his teeth like a devil and laughing sinisterly in her heart.
She whispered thank you and went to the bathroom to clean her face.
A few minutes later, the two of them took Harley's car and rushed to the outskirts of the city. The world-famous lunatic asylum was on the outskirts. When they arrived at this gloomy place, Mason got out of the car and called the Kite Man.
"No wait, we will meet at midnight tonight when I get back from my work."
Mason complained on the phone:
"Those bastards who attacked Batman couldn't wait and waited. Seeing that Batman was about to recover but didn't show up yet, they probably wanted to avoid this destructive operation.
There is no hope of waiting for those losers from the League of Assassins to stir up chaos so that we can fish in troubled waters.
Let's do it tonight!
Go to Wayne Industries' medical warehouse and steal the vaccine. Catwoman will stabilize Batman on his side and create enough time and opportunities for us. ”
"Okay, boss, I'll prepare now."
The kite man replied confidently, and then asked again:
"But you seem to be very busy now? Where are you, boss, do you want me to pick you up?"
"I was sightseeing in Arkham Asylum."
Mason followed Dr. Harley into the dark building in front of him and said:
"I feel very accomplished just after snatching back a lost soul from Mr. Zhou Keer. I am now planning to have a chat with your former boss.
Charles, do you want me to bring him a message for you? ”
"Let that psychopath die."
The kite man said with disgust:
"I don't want to have anything to do with him in my life. Boss, be careful. Zhou Ke'er is a real lunatic. If he smiles at you, it means he is going to do bad things to you.
Don't talk to him again, give him a shot immediately!
Don't miss it.
Trust me, the whole world will thank you for it. "(End of Chapter)