Gotham General Hospital, Observation Ward.
After being rescued, Barbara Gordon had woken up and was out of danger.
The surgery went smoothly, but the result was not ideal.
Although the bullet hit her abdomen, it injured her spine due to penetration, causing her lower body to lose sensation and her legs to be paralyzed.
For a young girl in the prime of her life, the impact of this can be imagined.
At first listen, paralysis seems to just mean losing the ability to move, but there are many inconveniences in life; putting aside other things, just losing control of bowel and bladder function after losing sensation is enough to break many optimistic and cheerful people.
"You're awake."
A low voice suddenly sounded in the ward; Barbara Gordon, who already knew the result, slowly raised her head and looked at the figure in the dark corner of the room.
"Batman—it was the Joker! It was the Joker who injured me and kidnapped my Father."
"Why! Why didn't You kill him!"
Barbara Gordon shouted somewhat agitatedly at Batman in the shadows: "The Joker has killed many people, he even killed Your assistant Robin, You clearly had the chance to kill him and avenge Robin, You clearly had the chance to prevent more tragedies from happening."
"Why?"
"Why didn't You kill him?"
"If You had killed him then, I wouldn't be paralyzed, wouldn't be a cripple, and my Father wouldn't have been kidnapped by him."
"This is all Your fault!"
"Batman, this is all Your fault!!!"
Barbara Gordon's hysterical questioning left Batman speechless; from the perspective of cause and effect, she was right, if the Joker had died, she wouldn't be paralyzed, and Commissioner Gordon wouldn't have been kidnapped.
But this was wrong!
If he killed the Joker, then what would be the difference between him and the Joker? Both would be executioners who disregarded life!
Once he started killing, once he started taking other people's lives, the pleasure of controlling the life and Death of others would constantly affect him, and from then on, he would be unable to turn back.
He who fights with monsters should look to it that he himself does not become a monster. And if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss will also gaze back into you.
Moreover, he also knew that using violence to control violence without a bottom line and constraints could not bring true peace!
Batman, who had been silent for a long time, watched the hysterical Barbara Gordon gradually fall silent, cover her face and cry, and slowly said hoarsely: "I will save Your Father, I promise!"
"But You won't kill the Joker."
Barbara Gordon spoke faintly, but received no response.
Slowly raising her head, the figure in the dark corner had disappeared.
The next day, early morning.
Barbara Gordon, who didn't remember when she fell asleep, slowly woke up; she hadn't yet accepted the fact that she was paralyzed, but being strong, she knew that what she needed to do now was not to feel sorry for herself, but to find a way to locate her Father.
Although Batman had promised her that he would definitely rescue her Father, the one who kidnapped her Father was the Joker; Barbara Gordon would not place all her hope on Batman.
Struggling to sit up, she reached for the call bell nearby.
The call bell, which she could easily reach before, now required almost all her strength.
"Click!"
Just then, the door opened.
A white coat came into view, and Barbara Gordon breathed a sigh of relief, retracting her hand and about to say hello, when a blue ponytail popped out.
Immediately after, she saw another pink ponytail, and that face she wouldn't forget so quickly.
"It's You!"
"You, You are actually a Doctor here?"
Barbara Gordon looked at Harley Quinn in the white coat in surprise!
Harley Quinn giggled and said: "I'm not a Doctor here, let me introduce myself, my name is Harley Quinn, and I'm the Deputy Dean of Arkham Asylum. Oh yeah, about twenty minutes ago, I just became the Deputy Dean."
Harley Quinn looked at the exaggerated large gold watch on her hand in a pretentious manner and said to Barbara Gordon boastfully: "This watch is very beautiful, right? My father gave it to me."
"Disgusting!"
Mentioning father, Barbara Gordon immediately thought of that young man.
Harley Quinn wasn't angry, and smilingly took out a laptop from her white coat.
This instantly made Barbara Gordon's eyes light up; what she needed most right now was this!
As long as she had a computer, she could find a way to find her Father's whereabouts.
"Can I borrow the computer?" Barbara Gordon said eagerly.
Harley Quinn generously handed over the computer: "It's a gift for You, this is a present I prepared for You."
Barbara Gordon didn't think much of it, struggled to sit up, and directly opened the computer.
The computer booted up and entered the desktop; Barbara Gordon was instantly stunned!
The computer's desktop was actually the scene of her being shot and lying in a pool of blood, and—it was when she was naked!
"Slap!"
Barbara Gordon closed the computer and looked angrily at the still smiling Harley Quinn: "Where did You get the photo?"
"My photography skills are good, right?"
"You—You were also there at the time?! You, You are with the Joker?!" Barbara Gordon reacted, glaring at Harley Quinn through gritted teeth.
Harley Quinn shook her head and said: "Remember? I said I'd make You collapse, make You live in regret for the rest of Your life."
"Unfortunately, when I found Your house, You had already been shot unconscious by the Joker."
"Do You know? You should thank me, if I hadn't gone, the one taking these photos would have been the Joker. Also, it was me who called the ambulance for You, and I was even killed by Batman once."
"So, hurry up and say thank You!"
Barbara Gordon said coldly: "Why should I believe You!"
Harley Quinn said nonchalantly: "You can choose not to believe me, and You can choose not to thank me, but—everyone in Gotham will see Your photos, see the photos of Commissioner Gordon's daughter!"
Threat, this was a naked threat!
Barbara Gordon stared at her through gritted teeth: "What exactly do You want!"
"Say thank You!"
"Give me the photos back, otherwise I'll call the police immediately!"
"Say thank You!"
"You—"
"Say thank You!"
No matter what Barbara Gordon said, Harley Quinn just said one thing, say thank You!
Barbara Gordon took a deep breath and compromised: "Okay, thank You, I thank You!"
Harley Quinn didn't care about her gritted teeth at all, and said with a giggle: "Since You sincerely thanked me, I can only express my regret to the people of Gotham; they won't have the chance to appreciate the photos of Commissioner Gordon's daughter."
Barbara Gordon breathed a sigh of relief, but her already heavy and collapsing mood, which she had prepared to cheer up, became even heavier due to the situation that added insult to injury.
"How can You completely destroy the photos?" Barbara Gordon asked in a deep voice.
Harley Quinn shook her head: "You can deal with the ones on the computer however You want, but as for the negatives in the camera, hehe—my father collected them."
"Your father—" Barbara Gordon only felt her vision go dark and almost fainted from anger.
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