Chapter 1475: Birds and Return (20)

When Thomas rushed downstairs in a suit, he hurriedly took the fully dressed Damian from Alfred. He stepped back two steps, looked at Damian's outfit, and said, "The shirt is good, but the overalls... forget it, it's not our era anymore. Very well, let's leave it at that. Where is the car?"

"It's parked in front of the door, sir..."

Thomas picked up Damian, and before leaving, he turned his head to look at Bruce who was leaning on the sofa in a trance and said, "You should take good care of yourself. If you are really uncomfortable, let Alfred take you to the hospital."

Then he glanced at the others on the sofa and said, "Study hard, I will be back on Friday night. Come check the homework."

When he left in a hurry, Red Hood spread his hands and said, "I think he probably doesn't have much time to check the homework."

"He and Damian are really a perfect match." Red Robin commented and then he continued, "I used to think that no father in the world could accept a child like Damian, I was wrong."

"Isn't it more terrifying that he thinks Damian can be further trained?" Nightwing shook his head and said helplessly, "I really don't know how far they have to learn to be satisfied."

"But I'm sure he will ask the ballet teacher about your progress." Red Robin's words froze the smile on Nightwing's face.

Nightwing was about to ask why, but Red Robin said, "In a big family, the eldest and youngest sons are the most concerned. Don't think you can escape with Damian."

Nightwing was like a deflated ball. He muttered, "If Thomas hadn't come to our universe to meet Batman sooner or later, I wouldn't have taken any damn ballet classes."

"Who wouldn't?" Red Hood said with his arms folded, "I bet he's the kind of parent who would say we haven't done homework in our lives if we didn't do a page of homework."

"Hey, don't any of you pay attention to Bruce's situation?" Barbara sat opposite Bruce and stretched her head to look into Bruce's eyes.

Logically speaking, this was already an extremely offensive social distance, but Bruce seemed a little slow to react. After a long time, he leaned back to avoid Barbara's gaze.

At this time, Alfred, who had sent Thomas out, came back. He went to the cloakroom next to him and took out a lot of blankets and distributed them to everyone one by one.

The outsiders were all confused and stood there for a long time without knowing what to do. Several children had already put on blankets and walked towards the gate leading to the garden. Even Dick, who was very sleepy, did not go upstairs immediately, but staggered out at the end of the team.

Although Red Robin did not know what they were going to do, he still put on the blanket and followed the children's team and said, "Where are we going, the garden? Are there any group activities?"

"It's better not to be like last night." Red Hood deliberately swung the blanket over Nightwing's head behind him, messing up his hair. Looking at Nightwing's stiff expression, Red Hood laughed.

When everyone came to the garden, Red Robin immediately found that there were some different things in the garden of Wayne Manor in this universe. A separate piece of land was set aside in the southeast corner, and a small square was built. There were benches and swings in the square.

A few children sat on the swings, so the rest of the people could only sit on the benches nearby. Looking at the remains of the bonfire in the middle of the small square, Red Robin asked curiously, "Why are we sitting here?"

"You'll know in a moment." Jason waved his hand impatiently and said, "Don't be surprised later."

"What can make us..."

Before Red Hood finished speaking, a dazzling light flashed across the sky, and then the halo grew larger and larger until everything in front of him was illuminated in bright white, and all objects were blurred.

This light is not very bright, but if compared with the weather in Gotham, it is just like the first light at the birth of the universe, and Lucifer, the original light of the first light, once marveled at this phenomenon and said that he was far inferior to it.

The sky of Gotham is bright.

Several birds that had been flying for a long time in the rainy night landed in the bright river bay. The long-lost sunshine made the water droplets on their feathers sparkle, and the wind passing through the drooping reeds dried the moisture on their temples.

For many years, people living on this land have always forced their hearts to beat more vigorously to pump out more warm blood and spend one cold night after another.

And when the sun puts on a warm coat for them for the first time, the overheated blood will make them hover on the edge of spontaneous combustion, and the blood will rush from the heart to the brain and then make them dizzy.

Nightwing, Red Hood, Red Robin and Barbara all stood up from their chairs, stupidly looking up at the blue sky revealed in the rippling clouds and the bright sunshine shining through the holes in the dark clouds.

The surging heat coming from the inside of their bodies makes them long for rain. No one will fall in love with rainy days in a city where it rains all year round, unless they know that it will be sunny one day.

Sunshine is not scarce. Nightwing had walked on the sunny beach for countless days in Blüdhaven. At that time, he would think of the rainy nights in Gotham, but he had never been lucky enough to escape the rainy nights and enjoy the sunshine. He only felt deep sorrow and longing.

They are all the same, because they all know who they are. They wait for rainy nights one after another in the cold and dark city. Every time they miss someone, they understand the greatness of the Dark Knight.

And today, the sunshine in Gotham makes them understand that the Dark Knight in this universe is even greater.

Nightwing looked up at Alfred who brought him hot tea. Red Hood hugged himself and rubbed his arms. Red Robin stared carefully at the outermost light circle of the cloud hole. Barbara turned her head to admire the bright spots of light between the tree shadows.

They are all using the same way to cover up their true thoughts. In such a great light, how can they not think of the darkness that has been missed thousands of times?

The birds that settled in the Bright River Bay still felt that this was not their home. They rested in the reeds for a while, letting the sun make their wet feathers fluffy and soft.

On another sunny day, they said goodbye to the river bay and the reeds. These soft and fluffy birds, like flying catkins, hid the remnants of light in the warm down, and then took off again, crossing mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, flying over thunderstorms, just to bring the same warmth to the dark caves under the rain clouds in the distance.

"Batman..." Nightwing uttered a name, his tone full of complex emotions and obvious urgency.

"He should come here." Red Hood said more bluntly than him, he said: "Look at this miracle." "Or we look at it for him." Red Robin continued.

"Oh my God, we should go back and tell him! Who of you brought a camera? Let me take a picture!" Barbara shouted, "No matter what, I'm going to send this photo back now! I'll also give my dad one, they will be very happy."

None of them was greedy for the warmth of the sun, but all turned around and walked back, trying to find something to record this scene and then bring it to Batman, preferably as soon as possible, maybe they could see a surprised expression on his face.

But at this moment, Dick's exclamation came from the bench next to him: "Bruce... Bruce! What's wrong with you?

Several people looked back and found that Bruce had fallen beside the bench. Red Robin, who was closest to Bruce, rushed over and tried to help Bruce up, but Bruce stood up by grabbing the armrest of the bench.

He covered his forehead and shook his head and said, "I'm fine, the action logic conflicted, I'm fine now."

"You don't look like you're fine!" Red Hood said loudly: "I know Batman won't go to the hospital, but you fainted! ”

“I just need to... debug it..." Bruce said stiffly, but the next second his arm seemed to lose strength suddenly, and he fell down next to the bench again.

Now several people rushed to help him, and Nightwing said worriedly: "Should we call the emergency number? This looks a bit like a cerebral infarction.

"Didn't Thomas say that he had a mental illness? Could it be neurological epilepsy?" Red Robin, who has a medical education background, speculated, and then he frowned and said: "If that's the case, we can't do anything, so let's send him to the hospital quickly."

"But Batman may not..."

"He's not the Batman we know!" Red Robin let go of Bruce's hand and walked towards the manor gate. Alfred was already standing by the phone waiting. Red Robin walked over and saw that the phone numbers of the hospital and the private doctor were ready.

After hesitating for a while, Red Robin decided to call the hospital. Mental problems are very troublesome to deal with, and sometimes sedatives may be needed. Private doctors can't solve this problem.

After a while, the ambulance from the New Arkham Hospital arrived. Several Robins were a little hesitant before getting on the ambulance. Red Hood looked at Red Robin and said, "What do you think? Send Batman to Arkham Asylum?!"

"In this universe, Batman is not Batman, and Arkham Asylum is not Arkham Asylum." Red Robin sighed and said, "Do you have any other ideas?"

Red Hood glanced at Bruce who was carried on the stretcher and sighed deeply. At this time, Nightwing had already walked onto the ambulance and waved to the two people and said, "Anyway, he helped Batman in our world, so we should help him too, This is the creed of the Bat Family. "

"Of course I know." Red Robin got into the ambulance, looked at Bruce's pale face and said: "He hasn't had time to have his own Bat Family, so this is naturally our responsibility."

Red Hood also came up and said: "Even if someone fainted on the street, I would send him to the hospital... Barbara, don't come up, stay in Wayne Manor, take care of them and the Bat Cave!"

Soon the ambulance door closed, and the three of them followed the ambulance of the New Arkham Psychiatric Hospital to the hospital's clinic. Dr. Brand checked Bruce's condition and made a diagnosis.

"It may be limb dysfunction caused by mental disorder." Brand frowned and said, "What did he do to his brain? How come he has lost even simple limb reflexes?"

The three people's expressions immediately became tense, but soon Brand said, "When people are mentally stressed, they will have a certain degree of limb dysfunction, which can usually be recovered through relaxation and recuperation. Since he has not shown any aggressiveness, he does not need sedatives, just rest for a few days."

Red Robin heard his implication, so he asked tentatively, "Is it mental stress caused by fatigue?"

"Maybe." Brand only gave a vague answer The three Robins looked at each other, and Nightwing sighed deeply and said, "Remember the sunny day just now?"

Red Robin stood in front of the bed, folded his arms and stared at Bruce's face and said, "It's hard to imagine how much effort a Batman has to make to make Gotham see the light of day again."

"I said Batman shouldn't have sent us here!" Red Hood shouted very dissatisfiedly, "What now? We're making things worse for him!"

The three of them fell silent. In their impression, the Batman they knew could be called the most terrifying workaholic in the world, but he still didn't let Gotham have sunny days.

And now the Gotham of this universe has seen the sun, so how tired must the Batman of this universe be to achieve such an achievement?

Maybe he was already at the end of his strength, but the few of them came and made him busy again. Under heavy pressure, his mental problems were reflected on his limbs, leading to the current situation.

Guilt spread in silence. What Robin hated most was that he became a burden to Batman. The stronger Batman was, the more they hated themselves for being a weakness.

At this moment, Bruce suddenly woke up. He swallowed hard and said intermittently: "Come here... help me... help me..."

"What?" The three of them immediately surrounded him, and even the most impatient Red Hood pricked up his ears. "I have something... help me..."

Bruce repeated a few words vaguely. Nightwing and Red Hood didn't quite understand what he meant. Red Robin looked at the other two as if he suddenly realized something and said: "Do you remember what he told Damian he was going to do next?"

"Oh, meeting demon clients, attending a hell wedding, sending cats and dogs, and getting things from Diana? He wants us to help him do these things?"

Bruce nodded vigorously, and then fainted again. In an instant, the three of them looked at each other and saw the determination in each other's eyes.

Red Hood patted his chest and said, "Leave it to me. It doesn't matter which Batman I help."

When Red Hood and Nightwing looked at each other, they both found surprise in each other's eyes.

A great Batman who brought light back to Gotham chose them when he needed help. Isn't this the deepest affirmation and the most special appreciation?

"Let's go back to Wayne Manor and hold a combat meeting!"

Nightwing took the lead and led the other two out of the room. After they left, Bruce on the bed slowly opened his eyes, sat up without any hindrance, and walked steadily to the window.

Through the window, Bruce watched the three young men disappear outside the gate of the New Arkham Psychiatric Hospital with a smile.