DC Tyrant

"Baddy!!!"

Dr. Jenny screamed nervously. According to her calculations, the reflex nerve flow guided by the pulsed radiofrequency needle would lead to pain.

Batty should temporarily cut off the nerve response of the limbs without any pain, and it is impossible for his body to twitch.

Seeing Batty's sweaty face, weak and tired, Jenny stretched out her hand in panic to touch the sweat stains on his face, panicking.

"Jenny, check what's going on?" the old Dean Boli calmly stopped Jenny's behavior and ordered. His meaningful eyes glanced at Slade, and he stepped forward to check with Jenny.

Receiving the meaning in the eyes of the old Dean Boli, Slade relaxed a little from his tense and alert state, but his hand did not leave the position of the pistol at his waist, and he still stared at Batty sharply.

Just now, Bati's hideous and painful appearance, with protruding veins in his hands, was like a raging beast, denting the fine steel handles, making his hairs stand out.

Seeing that Bati's hands and feet were weak, panting with his head up without any response, he was slightly relieved.

Jenny came to her senses when she heard the old Dean Boli's words. She tightened her heart and kept typing on the keyboard nervously. Her eyes were absent-minded, and she looked at the data displayed by the pulsed radio frequency needle on the screen like a madman.

"How can it be!"

"It won't be like this!"

"Impossible, how could this be!"

Jenny's face was pale, her eyes lost their expression, and she kept shaking her head stiffly, still not believing that such a thing would happen.

She clearly arranges everything by herself and confirms repeatedly, why does this kind of thing still happen?

The screen is showing Batty's body, below the neck, there is no nerve response transmitted up, that is to say, he is truly paralyzed at this moment, this paralysis is permanent, and there is no possibility of recovery.

The pulsed radio frequency needle in his body did not cut off the transmission of the signal, but accidentally disturbed the transmission of nerve signals in his body, making the nerve signals in his body disordered, so Batty appeared in abnormal pain.

After the derangement, his body's neuroreceptor system was completely destroyed, leaving him paralyzed in a wheelchair and becoming a disabled person.

"Jenny, have you never calculated the pulse value of the action potential? Barty's body is stronger than the value of ordinary people on earth, and the value of the action potential cannot be viewed as ten times that of ordinary people."

The old Dean Boli looked at the screen, his face changed, and he guided with a scolding tone.

Jenny has already blamed herself for taking all the responsibilities, and said to herself with a bloody face: "Could it be that I made a wrong calculation?"

"I miscalculated..."

"Difference between low and high action potentials..."

"The signal transmission of nerve fibers goes wrong..."

"There is an error between the pulsed radio frequency needle guided by the response and the nerve signal in the body..."

"Unable to complete the connection, but because the nerve signal is blocked from returning, the nerve signal collides..."

A sense of guilt, pain, remorse, self-blame, and despair surged into Jenny's heart, making her even more pessimistic and desperate.

Her hands hung down from the keyboard, and she looked at Bati blankly. It seemed that Bati in front of her was becoming more and more blurred, her vision was gradually shrouded in darkness, and her legs became weaker and weaker.

The whole person has no strength.

It was him who caused Bati to never be able to walk!

It's my own selfishness!

It is my desire to have a future with Bati!

I want to join hands with him in the future!

All this is my own fault!

The abyss seemed to stretch out a big hand, pulling Jenny's heart down, her eyes became more and more lifeless, and she blamed herself in a murmur.

When the darkness filled her vision overwhelmingly, and her inner self-blame was shrouded in despair.

"Jenny!"

Batty's voice was like the straw of a drowning man, waking up Jenny, whose body was shaking and her vision was getting darker and darker.

The power of love is great.

A strong badass appeared in Jenny's head during this call, tyrannically pulling her awake from the transition from self-blame to coma.

In an instant, the darkness in her eyes was completely dispelled, and her eyes focused on Bati.

Hearing Bati's voice, she stepped forward quickly, but because of the weakness of her calf, she staggered to the ground, and hurriedly crawled to the side of Bati's wheelchair in embarrassment.

She grabbed Bati's big hand, and the back of the hand still had the wet sweat stains bursting out of the pores just now.

Jenny's slender hands felt the sticky feeling of sweat stains, and one could imagine what kind of pain Bati had experienced just now. The pain in her heart was like a knife, and tears flowed like a spring.

"Baddy...I'm here!!" Jenny sobbed hoarsely, "I'm sorry...I'm sorry!"

Jenny knelt by Batty's hand, tightly grasped Batty's unconscious palm with her slender hands, and cried bitterly of self-blame.

The wet sweat on Batty's face made him itchy and wanted to wipe it dry. Through the eyelashes covered with sweat, he looked at Jenny's originally cold face, crying like a cat abandoned by its owner. I want to touch the hair on the top of her head with my hand.

It's a pity that I have been paralyzed like a vegetable.

Ba Di thought regretfully that Jenny reacted more than he imagined, which is a good thing.

"Jenny, I believe in you."

Barty said with a bit of weakness after pain and fatigue.

After Batty finished speaking, he didn't expect Jenny to fall by his side, weeping even more desperately: "Batty, I'm ashamed of my trust in you, I caused you to be paralyzed."

With a slight smile, Ba Di still said "Jenny, I believe in you."

Jenny was even more distraught, unable to face Badi's trust.

"I don't deserve your trust!"

Jenny was almost gasping for breath, tears dripping down Buddy's big hands.

Batty said softly and softly: "Jenny, I believe in you. I just sat in a wheelchair for a few days as usual. This is no different from what I expected before."

"Jenny, I believe in you. You are a biological expert. Sooner or later you will be able to find a way to make me act. I believe in you!"

"The confidence you show in the face of biology is the real you."

How can Batty make Jenny who loves him cry all the time, there are too many things Jenny can do, and he still needs Jenny to do too many things.

In Jenny's guilty words about being afraid of making mistakes again, Badi earnestly and kindly guided her in the direction of her profession, played her profession, and made me stand up.

Jenny's crying became less and less, her sobs were choked up and stopped by gritting her teeth, and her emotions stabilized by Batty's comfort.

She stood up from Batty's big hands and hugged his head between the breast balls. Batty could only feel the fragrance from the tip of his nose penetrating deeply into her soft chest, and was held tightly by Jenny. Pursing her lips, she kissed his hair deeply.

"I will, Barty!"

The behavior of Jenny and Batty satisfied Dean Boli and Slade, who were always eating dog food.

This scenario is exactly what they predicted they wanted.

Of course Batty is also very satisfied with their satisfaction.

Everyone gets the results they want.

Barty is paralyzed.

Contribute the scientific knowledge in your head.

Jenny worked hard to study Batty even harder.

Everyone is very satisfied.

The so-called psychological strategy battle is just like this, to satisfy everyone, so that you can win in the end.

I'm even paralyzed!

In this silent battle, there is no loser!