All Worlds Madhouse

"Oh, yes, I'm awake, and it looks like you're awake too." Harry Quinn once again put the stick in his hand on his shoulder, twisted his slender waist and walked to Zi Liang, who had just woken up. Next to him, he lifted his chin with one finger.

"Well, let's do an old-fashioned quiz. If you're smart enough and the answer satisfies me, I'll give you a sweet kiss and try not to smash your head while kissing. What do you think? How about it."

Zi Liang didn't seem to be awake yet. He swallowed the saliva that accumulated in his mouth while sleeping and asked drowsily: "What if you are not satisfied?"

Miss Quinn shrugged indifferently: "I haven't thought about it yet, but I believe you won't let me down, right?"

She said with a smile. She had to admit that this girl was really beautiful. Ever since she opened her eyes, her aura that was a little nervous had perfectly blended with her nondescript makeup, making her look cute. Naughty and quirky.

Of course, the naughtiness mentioned here is not the kind of secretly sticking chewing gum on your sheets at night. Even if it is sticky, it can only be a high-explosive C4 painted in cute pink.

Ziliang glanced at Harry Quinn's seductive smile and rubbed his astringent face. Through the compass, he had already clearly understood how dangerous this beautiful young lady was.

Of course, as long as it is a "shard of sin", it itself represents an absolute danger.

"Okay, I'm happy to help." Ziliang said, and even scratched his hair, as if he wanted to appear neater in the first meeting between the two, but his messy hair seemed to be getting more and more scratchy. The more chaotic it becomes, the more we have to give up in the end.

Miss Quinn smiled and sat on Ziliang's desk, folding her slender legs: "What a smart baby, so the first question is, who are you?"

"Obviously, I'm a doctor. As for my name, my name is Ziliang."

She raised her eyebrows cutely: "Okay, this question is quite silly, so next, where is this place?"

"My hospital."

Harry Quinn showed a more charming smile. She slowly leaned down, got close to Ziliang, and gently rubbed Ziliang's nose with the tip of her nose: "Little cutie, I don't deny that this is a good thing." The answer is, but as far as I know, a hospital does not seem to be floating in the air, and the scene outside the window is not as simple as 'in the air'."

She spoke lightly, her voice surrounding Ziliang's ears. This posture was very tempting, coupled with a figure that would make any male animal unable to take its eyes away just by looking at it, it was really alluring to the extreme. .

But believe me, if another person were to face her at this moment, what would appear in his mind would definitely not be some lewd scene but a dangerous feeling of being tightly strangled by the throat.

"Uh" Ziliang didn't have any emotion at all. He just said in a long tone: "It's a long story."

"Yeah, no problem, I like to listen to stories." Harry Quinn smiled and sat up straight, and suddenly magically put on an expression that looked forward to listening to a bedtime story.

"Hey, where do we start with this?" Ziliang scratched his head and looked a little distressed: "Let's put it this way, we are traveling through time. As for the empty white space outside, it has many names, 'Void' 'Boundary', 'Wangsheng Bridge', 'White Waterfall', etc., in short, they are some extreme words, and in theory, they are actually the gaps between planes."

Harry Quinn raised her eyebrows. She stared at Ziliang. After a while, she realized that this decadent doctor didn't seem to be deliberately making fun of herself.

"Well, to be honest, I have quit my job for many years, otherwise I might suggest you see a psychiatrist. Oh, by the way, you seem to be a doctor yourself. It seems that I was right to quit my job. I have been working as a doctor for a long time. There will be some problems with the brain." She looked at Ziliang with regret and said, as if her own brain was normal.

Ziliang sighed. He had expected this result. In fact, he had been thinking about how to explain this matter to Harry Quinn in the past few days when she woke up.

The good news is, he finally figured out a way.

"I know this sounds ridiculous, but I hope you can try to accept this setting."

"Okay, okay, I know I'm a little crazy, but I'm sorry to say that, you're a little crazy." Quinn seemed to have lost interest in Ziliang.

Ziliang watched her jump off her desk and walk out the door. He calmly picked up the black note that fell on the ground: "I can take you to find your Mr. J." He said Said softly.

The foot that Quinn was about to take out immediately hung in the air. Without even a second's hesitation, she turned around and sat back on Ziliang's desk: "This is between planes. The junction of ? Very good, although these words sound strange, but... you go on."

Ziliang nodded calmly: "We are 'traveling'. This word probably means moving from the world you are in to another world. This place looks like a small hospital. In fact, it is an autonomous hospital. A machine that travels through time and space. It was built for me by a man who calls himself a 'craftsman'. About him... it's very troublesome to talk about, but you will see him sooner or later."

"Well, it's quite interesting. Then, when will you take me back to find my little pudding." Harry Quinn smiled happily and swayed: "Better hurry up, oh, I promise not to see him again Then I will smash your cute little head immediately. What I said is true!"

Ziliang opened the black notebook, tore off a page and handed it to Harry Quinn.

"On this piece of paper, I wrote everything you want to know, why you fell asleep, what happened during these years of sleeping, and how you ended up in my hospital! But in the end, I have to tell you a very unfortunate thing. News, your little pudding is dead."

There was silence for less than half a second, but the entire space seemed to be instantly filled with a terrifying aura that was almost breathless. Quinn's body froze at a certain angle that he was shaking, and his eyes widened. , motionless, as if some kind of time-stopping spell had been cast.

"But don't worry, I said, I can take you to find him. Not only do you find him, you even have the chance to save him with your own hands! He will lie in your arms, or hold your throat, while saying Shoot all the life around you while saying thank you. It's nothing that can't be beat, so please calm down."

Hey... Telling Harry Quinn personally that her little pudding is dead is simply the stupidest behavior. Who knows what a Harley Quinn will become without her little pudding, even if Ziliang is in his own hospital Here, he definitely doesn't want to try this kind of consequences.

It's not that he's afraid, but that it's troublesome.

Yes, women will always cause trouble, at least that's what Ziliang thinks. Who made him suffer from it before? So, he could only remind the other party in a helpless way. Of course, he never thought that this would cause trouble. What effect.

Sure enough the next second.

"Oh - it turns out that it is like this. It can be solved very easily. I was still hesitating whether to squeeze out some tears just now. Oh, it's so embarrassing."

she said with a smile.

But suddenly, she suddenly picked up the infusion stent in her hand and hit the computer with a bang. The entire display screen turned into a pile of scrap metal, and then Quinn overturned the entire desk with his kick. , and at the same time, he smashed a nearby diagnosis and treatment chair with a smile. Anyway, she was like an irritated wild cat, laughing and smashing everything around her to pieces.

Ziliang yawned helplessly...

"Hey...well, all women are much scarier than men when they go crazy."

He muttered as if he recalled something that made him very uncomfortable, and twisted his body very uncomfortably.