Vol 7 Chapter 48: Bradrow's Hell

"It's a medical miracle..."
Dick Grayson touched the irregular white circle on his arm, and pressed it firmly again, confirming that it was really just a slight difference in skin color, and there was a color difference between the new skin and the old skin that had not been exposed to ultraviolet light. Going to the beach to get a suntan will basically have the same skin tone.
"Dick, is the arm really okay?"
Xinghuo hurriedly approached, and also stretched out his hand to press on the incredibly hideous wound he had just now, and asked worriedly.
"In fact, I feel great now, as if I have never been injured." Dick said honestly: "I just don't know what will happen in the future. It will take some time to observe."
"Don't worry, I have tested it on my staff."
Damian said, "You may not believe it. Even if your head is chopped off and the whole person is torn into two pieces, as long as you pick it up within three minutes, everyone can be saved. Now they are still alive." Good."
"The miracle of medicine, the magical old Chinese doctor of Chinese medicine, the magical Chinese Qigong!"
Dick exclaimed in excitement: "If this treatment can be popularized, how many lives will be saved! Wait... Have you ever conducted human experiments on beheading and slashing in private?"
"Don't care about these details, the volunteers are willing, I did not force them!"
Damian rolled his eyes and quickly changed the subject: "This kind of magical cure can indeed cure almost 98% of terminal illnesses instantly, but ordinary people may not be able to enjoy it in the short term. Will it be popular in the future? It also depends on how much I can achieve. If I can become the master of the earth one day, I can try to promote it the next day."
Dick knew the urinary nature of the Assassin Alliance. The group of ninjas did not hesitate to spend their lives, and they were too lazy to delve into it. They were successfully distracted by Damian, frowning and saying, "Why? You intend to hide this treatment for personal gain. , Not willing to benefit the public?"
"No, it's just that I don't want to and don't have the strength to be an enemy of global medical interest groups."
Damian shrugged and said: "A health insurance bill can make a president of Hope Country suffer during his tenure. What kind of conflicts of interests are involved? The annual medical expenditure of Hope Country alone is as high as 4.3 trillion US dollars. I will Destroying such a large medical market and cutting off the wealth of countless interest groups that depend on patients for food. Isn’t it normal for them to spend hundreds of billions of dollars to buy my life? At that time, they will manipulate the global media to discredit me and deceive some brains that are not enough. 'Heroes of Justice' arrested me and even hired a guy like Black Adam to kill me as an assassin. I couldn't resist."
Dick was taken aback. He thought that Damian would say that only a few people could enjoy the medicine because of the scarcity of raw materials, but he never expected him to say so.
In fact, there is indeed a factor for the scarcity of water in the Salar Road Pool, but any material that exists in nature, in the DC universe where black technology is rampant, is not to find a way to artificially synthesize it. Damian has a past habit of turning scarce resources into the price of cabbage. , Of course, will consider trying to further purify and artificially synthesize Dionysian factor.
He just hired one of the world's top chemists and pharmacologists. The progress of planting trees in the desert was slow, and the Plant Ivy was doing nothing for nothing, so he joined the Bacchus factor research and development team under Damian's arrangement.
In addition, if the sacred tree is successfully planted in the future and the special energy of chakra is created, the medical ninja can also be cultivated on a large scale, and treatment with the Yang attribute chakra can also cure most diseases.
There is no need for medical equipment, no need for expensive drugs, just one person and one pair of hands can complete difficult operations such as heart repair, cancer cell removal, amputated limbs, and even transplantation with a little physical effort. Medical costs will be greatly reduced. It is not impossible to completely destroy the foundation of wealth grabbing by medical interest groups and establish a free medical care system for national health.
Undoubtedly, the biggest obstacle to the realization of this great initiative that benefits the people around the world comes from the old interest groups. Damian did not make any detours, and straightforwardly revealed the root cause of his inability to promote this miracle treatment.
Dick Grayson, as the adopted son of Bruce Wayne, has also been in contact with the upper class to a certain extent. He understands that the "currency power" produced by the gathering of huge amounts of capital is really beyond the ability of ordinary superheroes to contend.
Even if it is Superman, if the capitalists are aggressive, they can spend huge sums of money to build a kryptonite tomb and bury him permanently.
Dick was silent, and Damian didn't bother to continue the topic, and replied: "If you use it in a small area, there is no problem. As long as you can keep the secret, I can completely heal all of you once a day. How about, Are you willing to allow me to train the players now?"
"The effect of treatment is indeed very good." Dick squeezed his arm and said hesitatingly: "But the pain is unbearable for ordinary people. I almost hurt me just now. I am worried that young people like them can't bear it..."
"Tsk!" Damian curled his lips contemptuously: "I still treat you as a man. I didn't expect you to be a pussy! When Batman adopted you, did he raise you as a daughter? On the contrary, I think this This kind of training method can exercise the willpower and pain tolerance of the maidens, and it will greatly increase their courage in future battles!"
Dick sighed, recalling the past when he was severely trained by Batman in the Batcave, remembering the hard work he had put in to obtain the hero code name "Robin", and finally nodded: "Well, you have a point. Maybe I was too lenient with them. I thought that superpowers don't need to be as hard as ordinary people to have a strong combat power, so I didn't train them like Batman trained me."
"Strong and weak is a concept that can only be determined by comparison."
Damian nodded in satisfaction and said: "They are stronger than ordinary people, but they are pitifully weaker than Sannomiya Demon. If you still feel that you can defeat a strong enemy without hard work, then there must be a problem with your thinking! It's proud, it's swelled, and sooner or later it will taste bitter fruit!"
Successfully persuaded Dick Grayson, Damian turned around, his eyes narrowed, and smiled and said to the raven, the beast boy and the blue beetle: "Children, the happy hour is over, welcome Coming to the training ground in Bredlow, I will enjoy every minute of being with you. For some reason, I suddenly feel very excited!
The wild beast boy and the blue beetle hugged desperately, with a look of love, but the raven frowned and mumbled: "Hell is my hometown. If you have any skills, let's use it!"