In a small dark room, Jack lay calmly on a cold metal hospital bed in the center of the room. There was a pungent smell in the air, mixed with a faint smell of disinfectant.
At this moment, Jack's neck, two wrists, arms, waist, and ankles were all tightly bound by the belt on the metal bed. He tried many times to break the seemingly thin belts that bound him, but he couldn't. This thing was much stronger than a rope.
At this time, a slightly dazzling light was turned on with a "snap." He turned his terrifying face slightly sideways to the side of the pillow after being burned by the fire, squinting at the person who turned on the light.
She was a plump and sexy blonde nurse with a high nose and deep-set eyes. She was holding a thick needle syringe with a small arm and constantly pulling it from a small bottle of thick liquid. Those disgusting, yellow thick liquids were filling the inside of the needle syringe bit by bit.
"I'm serious, you are very suitable to wear this dress, it tastes great. Of course, it would be more suitable if you threw away the evil stick in your hand..." Jack licked his somewhat chapped lips, "White, the color of an angel, you are an angel. Are you here to save me? Are you my mother? Or Joan of Arc? Where did your wings go? It must be something in your hand that obscures the light of your angel!"
The female nurse glanced at Jack, her blue eyes filled with impatience. She just wanted to finish the work earlier and leave the room. Since she was arranged by Francis to take charge of this task, she has begun to have intermittent tinnitus, and her mind is buzzing every day.
She casually pulled the needle out of the vial, gently pushed the plunger, and a burst of yellow liquid burst out from the needle, making Jack tremble with fear. He just heard the female nurse say in a coaxing tone, "It will end soon. If you don't shut up, I don't mind making it longer."
Jack swallowed his saliva, "Your words are really deeply rooted in people's hearts. What's in the tube? Is it some woman's fat? Or leftover oil from someone else's hot pot? It belongs to a certain man... I will never let that thing enter my body. Of course, if you use your hands, I will not help..."
Quite suddenly, the thick needle was inserted into Jack's right side of his neck. Suddenly, the blood vessels on his neck burst out. Jack's words came to an abrupt end. He could only open his mouth, showing an expression of extreme pain.
The first moment the nurse pushed the strange thing into his neck, it was as if tens of millions of ants had been released from the syringe into his body. And they seemed to have been hungry for a long time and finally got food, gnawing at every inch of flesh on their bodies...
It only took less than ten seconds for the severe pain to pull Jack into a coma. In this kind of place, a coma will make people more comfortable. At least if they faint, they will no longer feel pain.
Counting this coma, Jack has already fainted... Forget it, he probably can't remember it clearly. Anyway, it has been many times.
Half a year ago, 192 days ago to be precise, Jack traveled to the movie "Deadpool" and became this poor victim. This body was none other than Deadpool, Wade Winston Wilson. As for where the original owner went, who knows.
When he first came, Jack still had Wade Wilson's handsome face, which was almost one-tenth as handsome as Jack's previous life. It's just a pity that by the time the body comes together, the owner of this body, Wade, has already participated in this evil experimental plan called "Weapon X."
Therefore, all the six months after Jack traveled through time were spent on the cold operating table and in pain. During this period, his brain and body were all affected by the previous host of this body, and he gradually moved closer to Wade in all aspects... He started to talk nonsense, and he kept talking endlessly every day, which made everyone here quite annoyed with him.
Now, he can finally understand why Kaneki completely changed into a human being after being abused by Jason.
Just one day a month ago, a macho doctor named "Francis" smiled evilly and injected him with something he didn't know. After that time, Jack was disfigured. Not only his face, but every inch of his skin was broken. From that day on, he began to look like a pink bitter melon.
But Jack believes that a miracle will happen to Jack, and his handsomeness will definitely come back. Now Jack is just Wade, a mercenary who got cancer and was tricked into doing experiments. He has no self-healing ability, no superpowers, and nothing. Coupled with the fact that Jack is tied to his hands and feet every day, the physical advantages seem to be less obvious.
Before Jack traveled through time, he heard that the children of the old Smith family next door traveled through a fantasy world and got the old grandfather in the ring. And I can only lie here and imagine in my mind every day that the disgusting things I inject into my body every day are oil fished from the ditch, and I have to be abused every day... The days of escape are far away.
"Ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem," Jack was awakened by an unconscious cough in his syncope. At this moment, he felt as if he had crawled into a huge fly and kept washing his hands in his throat. At this time, the pain in his body has disappeared, which is good news.
His body was still tightly bound to the cold metal. He couldn't even touch his neck. He could only cough crazily until he was about to vomit.
The blonde nurse is no longer here, she can only stay alone in this room... I don't know how long I was in a coma after being injected with that strange thing. I'm used to it.
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