The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

When they entered Copperpot's old house, both Victor and Schiller were taken aback. It was as if it had just been violently bombed.

Victor looked down at the pool of blood in the hall, and he yelled, Oswald!! Are you there? Oswald Cobbot! . . . Cobpot!

Schiller supported his shoulder, pointed to the bloodstain and said, It's in the bathroom.

Victor strutted across the hall, then rushed into the bathroom, where he saw a pale Cobbot lying in the corner, covered in blood.

He walked in quickly, shaking Copperpot, and Victor looked down. Cobett, with a deep bony scar on his left shoulder and upper arm, and other wounds all over his body, was clutching a cell phone in his right hand, apparently the one that had just called Victor.

What's the matter? Where's your mother? Old Mrs. Copperpot?

Hearing the word mother, Copperpot's head moved, and a sound like a disc stuck came out of his throat: Second floor...the bedroom on the second floor...

You watch him here, I'll go up and have a look.

Saying that, Schiller walked from the door of the bathroom to the second floor, walked through a somewhat narrow corridor, and then walked up the creaking stairs. The second floor had a stronger smell of blood.

Schiller came to the bedroom on the second floor. The thin old Mrs. Coppert was lying on the bed in the bedroom, with one hand on the quilt. A large amount of blood had already stained more than half of the quilt. After Schiller walked over, he found that, She should have cut her wrists about an hour ago.

But at this time, the wound was not bleeding much. Schiller leaned close to Mrs. Coppert's arm and looked at it. The wound was deep, but the position of the scratch was wrong, and the blood had already congealed. He pressed Mrs. Coppert again. He touched Mrs. Te's chest and found that her heartbeat and panting were still strong.

Apparently, Cobbot's mother was determined to commit suicide by slitting her wrists, but she was unsuccessful due to a lack of common sense. Schiller took out a tube of injection, pushed it in Mrs. Cobbot, and saw the healing effect begin to take effect. As a result, Schiller stood up again and walked downstairs.

Victor also had the healing injection given to him by Schiller in his hand. When Schiller walked into the bathroom, Victor had just put away the syringe, and soon Cobbot regained consciousness.

Victor squatted beside him, sighed and said, What the hell is going on? Why didn't you call me sooner?

Copott's eyes were staring at the ceiling with some blankness, Schiller stood aside, the shadow cast by the light fell on Copott's body, he turned his eyes to look at Schiller, Schiller said to him: You Mother is fine.

Copperpot closed his eyes and turned his head to the side. His face showed a hopeless and tired expression that shouldn't be shown on a child of this age. Victor sighed. He didn't pay attention to Copotter. With the blood on his body, he was lifted from the ground, and then helped to the sofa in the living room.

Although Victor was just a scholar, it was obvious that Cobbot was even thinner. Victor put him on the sofa without any effort. Schiller said, You look at him, I'm going to find him a coat.

Schiller sat down on the other side of the sofa and straightened his sleeves. Copperpot's expression was always a little dull, and even the usual gloom was gone.

When Victor came down with his coat and put it on Cobbot, Schiller took out his mobile phone and called Gordon. Soon, Gordon walked in wearing his uniform, his body still covered with damp moisture and cold wind. As soon as he saw the situation in the old house, he covered his forehead and said, Professor Schiller, what are you going to do again? What are you doing again???

Ten minutes later, several people put Coppert and Mrs. Copott into the car, and then sent them to the hospital.

Thanks to Schiller for getting the lizard serum injection from Dr. Conners, when it was sent to the hospital, Mrs. Coppert's life was not in danger, but she lost a lot of blood and needed to be hospitalized for observation. The younger Cobett's wound has almost healed and does not need treatment.

So, they went back to Copperpot's old house. After all the troubles, several of them were covered with rainwater. But it got bigger and bigger.

It's cold, let's have a cup of hot tea.

Two minutes later, Victor stood in the messy kitchen, and finally found the kettle from a cabinet. Facing the stove that was already full of sundries, he was a little helpless.

Suddenly, he heard some movement behind him. Victor turned his head and saw Coppert stepping past the piles of sundries at the kitchen door, walking in and saying, Let me boil the water.

Coppert lowered his head, Victor couldn't see his expression, he handed the water bottle in his hand to Copott and said, Go.

Schiller did not sit on the sofa anymore, but squatted on the ground with great interest, looking at the sundries that had been overturned, he gently wiped the dust on the ground with his fingers, and said, It seems that these things The time of being dug out is different.

These bloodstains... Schiller took a look. There were about four or five bloodstains in the hall, but they were all small, more like dripping accidentally. The only scarier large amount of blood was in the hall when they entered. The puddle I saw hasn't dried up yet.

Has it deteriorated again? Schiller murmured to himself, and while he was surveying the site, the hot water was ready, and Cobbot came over with a tray.

It was a wooden tray with engraved patterns, and the cups on it were also exquisite ceramic cups, but it looked a little funny to match his old clothes and thin figure.

Victor took the cup from him, then picked up a portion and gave it to Schiller. Schiller glanced at the inside of the cup, and there was only clear water there. After putting down the tray, Coppert rubbed his shirt with his hands in embarrassment. Tail, said: There is no more tea, I haven't gone out to buy it recently.

Victor took a sip of hot water, waved his hand, and asked Cobbot to sit down. He asked with great concern, What's going on? Didn't you say before that your mother is much better after taking the medicine? ?

Coppert regained some sanity, he touched the handle of the cup, there was a gap in it, when Copott's fingers touched there, he pursed his lips, showed a bitter smile, and said: ... It is indeed much better.”

Schiller took a sip of hot water and felt a warm current flow from his chest. When Coppert looked at him, he was also looking at Copott. The calm and powerful eyes made Copott relax. Quite a lot.

After I was discharged from the hospital, I returned to work in the living hell. Most places in Gotham were frozen, and the underground of the living hell was no exception.

This caused damage to the tap water system here. In order to use water normally, I had to lead the members of the original gang to repair the tap water system.

I did a good job. Although I can't figure out some core devices, the water pipes and wiring can still be repaired...

Everyone needs to drink water, and everyone is counting on me. Soon, I gained a great reputation among the gangs here and made a lot of money.

Because a very advanced water purification system is installed underground in the Living Hell, the tap water system here is also restored faster than other places. Therefore, we can sell water to residents in other surrounding areas earlier...

When Coppert said this, his tone was calm, but Victor looked at Copott with wide eyes and said, I didn't even know you had the ability to join gangs and do business.

Of course he has, otherwise he wouldn't survive. Schiller took another sip of water and said.

I led the gangsters to work and let them make money. They all believed in me, and my life was getting better and better, so...

Cobbot looked up at Schiller, and Schiller said, Are you doubting me? But I want to tell you that the medicines I prescribed to your mother are all symptomatic.

Coppert shook his head and said, No, I'm not suspecting that there's something wrong with the medicine. In fact, those medicines work very well, especially when my mother is in a state of hyperactivity.

She took those pills for a while and she started getting more and more sober. One night, we were sitting on the edge of the bed, talking about the past, and she could remember a part of me when I was a child. We haven't talked like that in a long time. gone.

Then what's going on? Victor asked suspiciously: Since her condition has improved, how can she still...

Coppert's body began to tremble a little, his eye sockets turned red, and his voice became a little trembling: It's because she woke up, it's because...

He swallowed hard, took a deep breath, and said, Before the medication, she was a little crazy.

When she started to go crazy, I couldn't deal with her at all. I could only wait for her to drink water when she was tired. But when the symptoms became more and more serious, she started to attack me...

Victor turned his head and looked at the puddles of dried blood in the room. Coppert squeezed his hands together, his fingers tightly intertwined, and said, At first, she just hit me with something, and my ear was scratched. Hurt, bleeding a little...

Then, she started hacking with a knife. I was afraid that she would hurt me, so I had no choice but to go up and grab the knife...

My arms and legs were cut by her, but fortunately the wound was not deep. I bandaged myself and hid the blood-stained clothes.

But... Coppert's voice trembled more and more, and Victor heard a hint of crying from it.

After the medication started, I cleaned up as much blood as possible at home, but I was very busy at that time, there were too many things waiting for me, too many people pointing at me, I had to earn money to buy medicine , I didn't care about treating the wound, when I hurriedly cleaned up the house, some blood stains were buried under the mess, and I didn't notice it.

After my mother woke up, one night, when I was sleeping, she walked into my bedroom, and she saw one of my arms outside the quilt, and she asked me where I got those injuries...

I didn't dare tell her.

When I came back tonight, I found that the house had been messed up like this. She dug out the blood on the ground, and she also found the bloody clothes. I smelled a strong smell of blood. When I went upstairs, I found... …my mother killed herself by slitting her wrists.”

Cobblepot's lips were trembling so hard that he couldn't utter a word, tears were streaming down his eyes, and Victor's hand holding the cup was also trembling, and he heard Copott continue to say: Before you wake me up , my last memory is that I went to the bedroom and saw a lot of blood...

Then why did you appear in the bathroom on the first floor?

He's probably sick too, Schiller said to Victor. That wound on his shoulder is probably something he made himself.

He saw the picture of his mother committing suicide, couldn't accept the stimulation, staggered downstairs, cut himself with the table knife, blood was scattered in the hall, then passed the sofa, and ran into the bathroom...

But fortunately... Schiller looked at Copperpot, You still have the last sliver of reason, let you take out your mobile phone and call Victor.