In a trance, hum, haha...

Hotch was called away by a message, and Lucia took the opportunity to pull out the needle on her hand, and squeezed out a few crocodile tears: "Doctor, please help me contact Santa Lucia Hospital in Baltimore, please?"

The doctor nodded after thinking about it, and made a phone call.After that, he pulled her other hand to tie a tourniquet without giving up, and let her clenched her fist and patted the back of her hand, but there was no response after the injection.

Lucia was so painful that she shed tears, frowning and begging the doctor to stop mistreating his hand: "You see, I'm really fine, so don't give me those shits anymore, right? I'm also a medical student Yes, your body knows it by itself."

The doctor gave her a very distrustful look, but had no choice but to give up.

Reid, who had been distractedly paying attention to her side, and the policeman who questioned him saw her sitting alone in the ambulance after explaining to him, and walked over and climbed into the car to sit with her.He carefully pulled her hand that was scratched in the fight, and found several fresh pinholes on the back of the hand, one of which was still bleeding.He pursed his lips, picked up the alcohol swab on the tray next to her to help her wipe off the blood, and then pressed lightly on the bleeding port. Lucia hissed, and Reid hurriedly answered "I'm sorry".

"For what?"

"If I don't show up, maybe you won't be hurt."

"I'm probably dead if you don't show up, Spencer."

Reid looked up at her, and shook his head desperately after a while: "No, I should have thought that you would have a way. Although the method is very strange, your actions can succeed every time, and I should believe you."

This time it was Lucia's turn to have nothing to say - you gave me trust, but I couldn't give you loyalty.

A short while later an ambulance with Baltimore plates arrived, and Lucia took off the blanket and handed it to Reid, hugged him and got in the car. Reid watched her go, and planned to ask her sometime, if you don't mind, can you tell me how the scar on your face and the rose-like scar on your left shoulder came from?

As soon as the car door was closed, Lucia fell on the stretcher and groaned in pain, clutching at the wound and kicking her legs in order to relieve the pain like a thousand ants gnawed at the bone.She thought that after the blood flow stopped, the drug would no longer act upward on her nervous system, but now it seems that she made an unforgivable mistake.The body is burning hot, but the heart is as cold as falling into an ice cellar.Everything that was unbearable eight years ago is still vivid in her memory, and she absolutely does not want to experience it again.Moreover, such things as detoxification can basically only be successful once, and after relapse, it is tantamount to wasting all previous efforts, and it will never be restored.

Her sudden violent movement frightened Materrazi half to death. She grabbed the white sheet under her body and turned over and over again. The dark red blood flowing from her arm and the back of her hand gradually stained the sheet red.It was hard to hear her explain what happened. Materrazi had an expression of wanting to cut her off: "Why are you so hard to think about it?! The FBI is all dead and you are the only one left?! You just pretend to be a mafia and the Pacific police control this and that?!"

Lucia was so uncomfortable that she couldn't speak, but she agreed with Materrazi's statement in her heart.Since coming to the United States of America, her team awareness has dropped to a negative value, and she likes to go alone every time.Don't talk about Materrazi, she doesn't understand what's going on.

As soon as she stopped at the experiment center, she ran to the No. [-] laboratory.

Entering from the emergency passage, it takes only 3 minutes to walk to the No. 3 laboratory, but she has never felt that these [-] minutes are so long like today.Can this drug also make people feel time dilation?

Materrazi opened the screen wall, and Lucia saw DeSciglio in white, with his back to her, standing in front of the console, fiddling with something.

Lucia pushed open the last glass door and went in, wrapping her arms around his waist tightly from behind.

"Are you hurt again?"

"I...it's fine, let me hold you for a while." Lucia pressed her hot face against his back.

DeSciglio felt something was wrong when he heard his voice, and turned to help her to see that something was wrong: "What kind of poison have you been poisoned?!...Lucia, look at me."

"□□ Derivatives, the samples were taken to Materrazi."

"Damn!" Why did Materrazi say she just hurt her arm?He should have thought earlier, if it was really a skin trauma, she wouldn't need to go back to the experiment center at all.

DeSciglio looked at her dilated pupils and her heart almost stopped beating, and helped her sit on a chair beside her: "Sit down and wait for me, I'll get the sedative."

"You don't need that, just sit with me for a while." Lucia repelled in her heart that she couldn't do without those medicines anyway.

"This is definitely not the case now. You wait for me, good boy, I'll be back soon. The alarm is there, do you see it? Press that if you need anything."

Lucia nodded and pointed to the alarm switch, and DeSciglio rushed out the door in relief.

She inadvertently glanced at the laboratory table, and found that there was a concentrated drug similar to a tranquilizer on it, thinking that DeSciglio really cared about it, but he was confused.She stood up and picked up two kinds of drugs, mixed them thoroughly in the test tube, picked up a syringe that she didn't know if she had used it, pumped the medicine into her arm, then slumped on the ground and closed her eyes.

DeSciglio was startled again when he saw her passed out on the ground when he came back, and when he got closer, he realized that she was just asleep.When he saw the messy laboratory bench, he suddenly remembered that he was really confused, and he actually went far and wide to find medicine.

He gently picked Lucia up, planted a kiss on her lips, and walked slowly towards the apartment in the main building.

As soon as he put her on the bed, DeSciglio heard her say "It's so dirty, I want to take a shower." DeSciglio helped her take off her shoes and tucked her feet into the quilt, but she kicked them away: "Go to bed after washing."

"Okay, okay, I'm going to turn on the water." He took off his coat to cover her body, took off his shirt, and went to the bathroom half-length to do some work.

Hearing the sound of running water in the bathroom, Lucia struggled to get up from the bed.My head doesn't hurt anymore, but my whole body feels weak as if I've been given anesthesia, and my limbs don't work.

Limping into the bathroom and sitting by the tub, she closed her eyes and moved her fingers and toes.

"Are your hands and feet numb?" DeSciglio asked her as he adjusted the temperature of the water, and Lucia nodded.

"How did you hit that thing?"

"..." Saying it or not, the facts are there, and DeSciglio knew she was in trouble again.

"I'm going to take a shower, you go out." Lucia made a fair excuse.

DeSciglio looked at her with contempt: "Is there anything else on your body that I haven't seen?"

Lucia hit him with her uninjured hand, limp as a tickle.

"Get out of here, bastard!" Seeing that DeSciglio refused to leave, Lucia reached into the bathtub with her other hand to scoop up water and splashed it on him, and then got into it all by herself.

"Hey!" DeSciglio hurriedly lifted her injured hand out of the water, and stepped into it, "Be careful."

Lucia grimaced at him nonchalantly.

Familiarity had no choice but to sit down and carefully help her remove the completely wet bandage.

Lucia leaned against the edge of the bathtub, kicking him in the ribs restlessly. DeSciglio sighed resignedly, grabbed her ankle and yanked towards him, Lucia sank defenselessly, up to her nose in the water.

Lucia, who was almost choked, just got up from the water with hands and feet, and was firmly pressed down by DeSciglio who leaned over again: "How dare you tease me because you don't have good hands and feet?"

Lucia put her arms around his neck with a wicked smile on her face, and kissed his lips: "The hardest thing in labor is the hard medicine, hands and feet."

@#¥%&*! , "Mu Jian Yao" can still say that this matter has nothing to do with her. It seems that if she doesn't teach her a lesson, she really doesn't remember that she is the owner.

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As soon as Lucia returned to Annapolis the next day, Rossi called her to the office and gave her a severe reprimand, which meant that she acted without a weapon and severed contact with Yunyun. Lucia also knew her mistakes, and she confessed her guilt very well. Rossi also secretly wondered why she turned from a lioness into a kitten, and she didn't use a word of the lines she had planned.At the end, he kindly added whether he should give her a few days of sick leave.

Lucia quickly waved her hand: "I want to rest, I'm afraid that the injury will become more and more inseparable from me."

"That's fine, you can just concentrate on your work. But I suggest you go with Hotch when you're out on the job. He's the most reliable, and you'll be less likely to get injured."

... I will be very good, I can be in a team with you, I can be in a team with Morgan, Reid, and JJ, if not, I can go back to Quantico and Garcia to catch logistics, I can be in a team with anyone Don't be in a group with Hotch! ! !

Lucia's troubled expression was so obvious that the powerful resentment really called Hotch over: "Garcia has a new discovery."

Rossi let out an "um" and went out. Lucia small tail

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