Chapter 438: Chapter 357: Moonlight
September felt that the next stretch of their journey was much like the ghost train ride she had taken at an amusent park, where both inside and outside the carriage were filled with unnatural and terrifying sights, seemingly driving them away.
After about five or six stops, the flashing red lights and the twisted passengers finally returned to normal.
The high school student, Duan Mingyuan, sitting opposite them, heard the station announcent, tucked his dical record into his backpack, and stood up to get off.
Compared to the empty platforms before, this section of the platform was much more detailed.
September’s heart was pounding uncontrollably; she felt she was getting closer and closer to the truth. Although she was a finalist, for a mont, she found it difficult to deduce what Mr. Mingyuan had been doing there that night, and why he had chosen to hide that segnt of his mory.
On the other hand, as she looked at the subway station’s signs, she suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu.
She had been here before, and not alone.
However, her train of thought was interrupted by the middle-aged man that appeared next—soone had taken the initiative to greet the teenage Duan Mingyuan at the top of the escalator. September looked in the direction of the voice and saw a man who was all too familiar to her.
The mysterious middle-aged man they had encountered at the entrance to the high school had gotten into a black sedan and, after a roundabout journey, had waited here.
The teenage Duan Mingyuan walked up to et the man, and from their interaction, it was clear it wasn’t their first eting.
"rcy Hospital".
After walking under the night sky for a short while, what awaited them on the other side of the street was a hospital.
This was a rather famous hospital in Yunlong City, and September was familiar with it.
She quickly linked the dical record from earlier to the hospital, wondering if Mr. Mingyuan had suffered from a serious illness during his high school days which had affected his mory, leading him to forget parts of his past experiences.
September imdiately shook her head, dismissing the thought from her mind.
Mr. Mingyuan was already the most excellent doctor, having once cured such cosmic conundrums as Dehydration Syndro. If he had been ill, there was no need for him to seek treatnt at a hospital.
Therefore, only one possibility remained.
He had co specifically to diagnose soone else.
When the doors to the elevator leading to the seventeenth floor slowly opened, the sight in the corridor confird September’s guess; it had been taken over by people in peculiar attire, who looked upon the erging Duan Mingyuan as if he were their savior.
These were all Hunters.
Although September had never seen them, she almost imdiately guessed their identities.
It was like in animated shows where important characters often have a recognizability that makes them stand out from a crowd.
But the scene before her seed utterly absurd.
This was rcy Hospital, one of the best hospitals in Yunlong City, where the experts were among the top of Blue Star, and yet these people had pinned their hopes on a high school student.
This ant that the patient must be soone with a very special status.
Guided by the middle-aged man, Duan Mingyuan walked into the innermost room of the corridor. Two Hunters, who looked like they were not to be trifled with, guarded the door, blocking anyone who tried to enter.
But obviously, ever since the Hunters had occupied this corridor, the other patients and their families had hidden in their rooms, hardly daring to co out, and the nurses and doctors kept their distance from them.
This was the glory days of the Royal Hunting Court, and the upper echelons of all professions would offer them respect, as on Blue Star, known as the Land of Evil Spirits, those of more notable status were more likely to be involved in incidents related to evil spirits.
The middle-aged man said sothing to the teenage Duan Mingyuan and then stayed outside the door, not accompanying him in.
However, when September got a clear view of the patient, she imdiately beca alert.
It was a girl who seed to be of junior high school age, extrely skinny, and the hospital gown she wore looked a size too large for her.
When he saw Duan Mingyuan enter the room, a radiant smile instantly appeared on his pale face.
Even Jiuyue was montarily taken aback by the girl’s smile.
That kind of smile, brimming with optimism despite being seriously ill, was incredibly powerful—if Duan Mingyuan had altered his mories for this girl, it ant she held a very important place in his heart.
Fad psychologist Olive Fox September had once said that guilt and pain are the emotions most likely to trigger an avoidance response in people.
Out of nowhere, a childhood sweetheart he had never ntioned appeared.
What’s worse, judging by the current situation, it was very possible that Mr. Mingyuan hadn’t been able to save her life at the ti.
Looking back, Mr. Mingyuan had never explained why he beca so knowledgeable about treating illnesses and ended up as a top-tier Resurrection Race coach.
By the ti she and Mr. Mingyuan reunited, Duan Mingyuan was already an excellent doctor.
All the signs made Jiuyue’s scalp tingle with her exceptional ability to make connections.
The enigmatic childhood sweetheart, who was also a childhood sweetheart that had died of a serious disease.
When these two labels co together, they create an almost eternal presence of unattainable purity within people’s hearts.
Death leaves all the beautiful things behind, while the living can never outshine those beautiful fignts of imagination.
As the high school-aged Duan Mingyuan ca closer, the girl grinned, showing her pearly white teeth, and extended her right hand to him.
"Where’s the comic book?"
Just one question was enough to send the high school-aged Duan Mingyuan into a state of disarray.
Clearly, he had broken his promise—this ti, he hadn’t brought a comic book for the girl.
Jiuyue’s gaze seemingly plunged into an endless darkness.
She now sincerely felt that maybe the story of Mr. Mingyuan slaying monsters on an abandoned construction site with unmatched skill was the better tale to tell.
At the very least, it would stir the blood, without any of the depressing elents.
On a grander scale, it even promoted the positive value of good always triumphing over evil.
"I’m here to talk about your illness."
The high school-aged Duan Mingyuan clearly had no experience in communicating with girls and, knowing he was in the wrong, could only awkwardly change the topic, "This treatnt thod carries certain risks, and I’ve never before reconstructed a living being. However... currently, the new plan has preliminarily succeeded in lab rats."
"It’s always about treating illnesses with you, you can’t go three sentences without talking about the disease!"
The girl puffed up her cheeks like a bun, "You clearly promised to bring
the newest issue of the comic book last ti you left!"
"That was my mistake."
Duan Mingyuan openly admitted his fault.
Upon hearing this, Jiuyue’s eyes widened in disbelief.
The all-capable Mr. Mingyuan, actually apologizing to soone else?
"As compensation, do you have any other wishes?"
"I want to eat sothing spicy."
The girl blurted out almost imdiately, "I want to eat spicy crayfish!"
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