Why it never ends

Chapter 312 Accompanying
The next morning, when Valenti came to Hesta's ward early, she saw Chiba sitting beside Hesta's bed, lying down with her clothes on.

The sound of her entering the door made Chiba open her eyes.

"...you are back," Valenti looked at Chiba's face, "how is Ava?"

Chiba's throat moved slightly, but there was no answer.

Valenti immediately understood the answer, her eyes drooped slightly, she quietly dragged another chair, and sat down next to Chiba.

"Jane has been fine these few days, but she is lethargic and doesn't care much about others."

"Ava says I'm mostly responsible for where Jane is right now."

Valenti was taken aback, "...Why did she say that?"

Qianye's voice was extremely hoarse: "Because I'm not...frank enough."

Valenti was puzzled, "I don't understand?"

"I don't understand either, so I... have been thinking," Qianye looked at Hesta on the hospital bed, "Why am I not being honest?"

"Masaki..." Valenti took a slow breath, "I know you are still sad about Ava's departure, but she has not been involved in your life with Jane these years, her judgment is just an opinion , is not necessarily true—”

"I know." Chiba whispered, "...I know."

"It's not like we haven't seen this kind of sudden accident before, and it's a bad thing, but it doesn't mean that one of us is responsible, especially if it's not your fault—"

"I really hope this is my fault," Chiba murmured in a low voice, "If it's my fault, then I can definitely fix it."

Valenti sighed. She was about to say something when there was a slight creaking sound from the bed—Hersta moved and slowly opened her eyes.

Qianye stood up almost immediately, and she approached Hesta's bedside, "...Jane."

Hesta's eyebrows moved slightly, but she quickly calmed down. She half-opened her eyes and looked ahead indifferently, like a statue of a god who is neither sad nor happy.

Qianye grasped Hesta's left hand tightly. This hand was obviously dry and warm, but there was no response.

"The doctors will come for a consultation at eight o'clock," Valenti said softly, "Ms. Yanni—Jane's attending physician, would like to talk to you alone to learn more about her situation."

"Let that Dr. Yanni check Jane's files by himself... I have nothing to say." Chiba held Hesta's hand and squatted down beside the bed. She looked into Jane's eyes, " Except for the time when Jane went to court last month, I haven't seen her alone in the past two years...I can't help much. "

Looking at Chiba like this, Valenti suddenly felt very sour. She couldn't say any relief, but felt a huge sense of powerlessness that almost suffocated her.

"I... I'm in the doctor's duty room," Valenti stood up, "If you need me, come to me anytime."

Chiba closed her eyes and nodded.

……

For the next two weeks, Qianye didn't go anywhere, and stayed in the base's underground hospital all the time.

She declined all visits from outsiders, and quickly raised Hesta's injury information to a confidential level, so that external mercury needles like Victoria could not get any news about Hesta;
And when the hospital retrieves the battle process of the "homicide photography" case for the purpose of treatment, Chiba can review the materials in advance-generally speaking, before the content is provided to the hospital, it will be desensitized by the 002 office in advance There will be no details that have nothing to do with Hesta himself, but for the sake of caution, Chiba still read through all the materials, and did not hand them over to the hospital until he confirmed that there was no suspicious information.

The hospital arranged many more in-depth and detailed examinations for Hesta. During this process, one thing caught the attention of the base—they suddenly discovered that the smell of Hesta's first awakening had disappeared.

The researchers inside the base had a heated discussion, and Qianye went to listen to it several times. Due to the strict secrecy of Hesta's ability before, this incident did not cause a large-scale sensation.

Researchers at Tany Reserve Base have linked this to several other occasional mutations in history - such as an isolated case in Sector 4614 in 12, where aberrants attempted to capture and tame Mercury needle.The person involved was imprisoned underground for eighteen days. Even though the mercury needle received good medical treatment afterwards, he still could not enter bullet time for the rest of his life.

It can be seen that some strong external stimuli may indeed cause profound changes to the state of mercury needles.

It's a pity that due to Hesta's current poor mental state, the researchers couldn't get any effective information from the subject. They could only analyze the brain MRI images collected by the underground hospital over and over again.

Like most people with chelation, Hesta's brain is dimmed — her frontal cortex is barely half as active, but the amygdala, the area of ​​fear and anxiety, is brighter than ever .More than one person pointed to Hesta's orbitofrontal cortex and told Chiba, "There's something wrong with the brain activity in this area of ​​hers."

orbitofrontal cortex.

"This part of the brain is involved in emotion and reward in the decision-making process," Valenti explained. "Aberrant activity here means that Jane feels a greater sense of frustration when something falls through."

Valenti linked this incident with the many failures in the "killing photography" case, such as the assassin's impunity and the Duchess's suicide by taking poison...but Chiba understood that things were completely different.

From Valenti and the doctors, Chiba got many possibilities about Hesta, some of which were not optimistic, and some were full of hope. She really struggled for a while, and finally decided to throw all these things away Rear.

She borrowed an old-fashioned wheelchair from the hospital. Every afternoon, Chiba carried Hesta into the car and pushed her out for a walk without hesitation.

Over the years, although Qianye has continued to pay attention to Hesta's every move in the base and the battlefield, such intensive companionship like today is an unprecedented experience.

This made her keep recalling the details of getting along with Ava back then, but now the roles have been reversed—Hesta remained indifferent to her one-sided conversation... How similar was the situation back then.

When the sun was good, Chiba would sit with Hesta on the bench on the boulevard for half an hour. She held Hesta's hand tightly, and the two of them didn't say a word.

Occasionally Hesta would close her eyes and lift her head toward the sun, like a sunflower in winter.

In this day-to-day walk, the cold winter passed away.

(End of this chapter)