She sighed. This was probably her last attempt to be indifferent to the entire situation. However, the boy stood up and walked over to Tiko, taking each of her hands in his own and shaking them up and down. Not realizing that this was his way of expressing his gratitude, she looked at him awkwardly and said,"Strange, I understand now." "This is very surprising, Miss Turk! I didn't expect you to have the sympathy of an ordinary person, Madam!”
"Now that I see it, you could have celebrated quietly. However, you have to ruin your chance to get a raise.”
"Oh, I'm sorry," he said quickly, trying to cover it up as quickly as possible. "That's why you're wearing a unique suit today. Yes, very fashionable. It looks so pretty, I almost didn't recognize you.”
"Yes, I always wear this, but it's very good. Continue praising me. God knows I didn't get enough praise.”Toko felt that this boy would always listen to her and quickly tried to get back on track. "So, with that thing over, I hope you won't do anything as foolish as your age might suggest. There's something wrong with that hospital. I don't know what it is, but you don't need to be a part of it. When I'm not around, you stay here and do some crossword puzzles and stuff.”
The last few words dispelled the boy's already infectious enthusiasm. When he finally calmed down, he asked,"What do you mean by that?”
"I can feel the magic resonance there. A ward might have been built by a mage and not me. No matter who it was, his or her target probably wasn't Xiang Qingxia, or they wouldn't have waited so politely for two years for me to appear in the photo.”A lie and Tōko knew this. Mages 'schemes were usually marked by their foresight and patience. Before Xiang Qingxia woke up, no mage had any reason to take action, but now she had one. The boy didn't need to know all of this; fortunately, Turk seemed to bluff very well, to his satisfaction.
"Well, madam, when you said 'sickroom', you were referring to the things you set up in this building, right?”
"You understand the point. The guard was a beautiful spell that surrounded and controlled a space. Some mages liked to conjure up real physical walls, but others were more subtle, hiding a place and making anyone who didn't know or had business dealings with the mage feel the urge to leave. The best part? People would never notice. To them, this was just an instinctive feeling. They should stay away. It's the perfect spell to hide the fact that this place is a sacred place for the best wizards in Tokyo,"she said, waving her hand. The boy did not read the sarcasm in her words. "Of course, you managed to find me, and I don't even know you. But, hey, that's why I hired you, isn't it?”
"Is the hospital ward a dangerous spell or something?”"Pay attention to the meaning between the lines, my friend. No matter what, the guard was a rather gentle spell. It had always been used to protect the Holy Land from the outside world. As far as I know, it originated from Buddhist ideas, but now it refers to spells that act as a cover for a mage, which makes it very difficult for him or her not to look for it. So good that no one would notice. The best thing to do was to constantly create a small, demarcated space that was removed from all normal " space " perception. In essence, it was a small, temporary, but functional pocket universe. However, this was a higher level of Thaumatury, which could only be done by archmages. As far as I know, there is only one such person in Japan.”
Now, Tōko was talking about art, a topic she rarely talked about in front of the boy. She showed a sharper face than usual. If she could call it that, being a mage was her other job, and it was also her real job. She continued,
"But though it may not be as extreme, the hospital wards are still woven well, no matter what effects it may have. I barely noticed it at first. I once knew someone who could do a similar job, but it could really be anyone who was dexterous enough in this area. I think it's in line with their profession, but the doctors who specialize in wards do tend to keep their distance from most external matters, so I can't imagine anyone interfering in this matter.”
Toko thought that the ward in the hospital was not just a cheap spell for amateurs. It was different, and it might point inward. Perhaps it was to hide the hospital from unnecessary attention? Was it a mental impulse telling the people inside to ignore anything abnormal so that someone could operate freely?
Tiko didn't tell the boy. He still needed to avoid any unnecessary interference in matters beyond his knowledge. She only said polite words and made it clear to him that this matter was far more important than him. Dick looked at the clock and stood up.
"Well, I think it's time for me to show my face," she said, and began to walk toward the door.
" Miss Toko, please take care of Xiang Qingxia for me," the boy said from behind her. She did not look back at him. She just grunted her thanks and waved goodbye, but the boy's last question gave her reason to stop. "Oh, that's just a small problem, Madam, but who's the ward specialist you know?”
She recalled for a while and then looked back at the answer.
"Oh, just an old friend. A monk. There was really no need to worry about him. The last time we met was on a different continent a long time ago.”
It had been six days since Tōko first became Xiang Qingxia's speech healer. She had just returned to the office from the hospital and was ready to sit down and relax until the end of the day. She looked out of the window. The setting sun outside burned the walls of her unlit office bright red, forcing her to loosen her orange tie. A sign of the coming hot summer.
Every night, she would return to the office with the latest progress on Xiang Qingxia. This was an act of gratitude that boys learned.
"She has to do two PT tests every day, and then a series of brain tests. Both tests are exhausting. You don't have to go there and trouble her anymore, so wait patiently. You'll see her then.”
"Will she only receive physical therapy twice a day? I mean, she was in a coma for two years.”
"I heard that while she was unconscious, they trained her joints every day. Friend, these are all trained professionals. He believed that they could do their job well. Her recovery was not just a form of 'retreatment', because she also needed to readjust to society. It was only a matter of time before her body recovered.”Toko stopped and took out a cigarette, quickly putting it into her mouth and lighting it. To her, Xiang Qingxia Rui was a mystery, a mystery that made her relish in coming up with a solution. Every time she talked to Xiang Qingxia, every time she returned to the office to tell the boy, she found herself pondering over the biggest mystery: Xiang Qingxia's identity.
"However, her thoughts... well, that's a completely different story. I guessed that she was getting farther and farther away from her former self every day.”
"This is amnesia, isn't it?" said the boy hesitantly, but with conviction, as if he had been preparing for this discovery for the past two years.
"I don't entirely believe that. I can't see anything wrong with her personality. It's just that... well, I didn't know how you'd react to it, so-"
"Don't worry, Madam. I think you've gotten me used to these things by now. Please don't give me any details. What happened to her?"
Ironically, all she had been doing in the past few days was preserving the details. However, she thought that it might be best to let him know now. "The other half you told me about, the other personality in her body called Xiang Qingxia, has disappeared. She might not even be sure if she was Xiang Qingxia or Xiang Qingxia. When she woke up, Xiang Qingxia was already gone. Perhaps this was why her soul felt empty, like a sinkhole. We mages know the consequences of this war better than most people. The emptiness she feels now is a hellish burden. It's indescribable, but she can keenly feel it.”
"But why did Xiang Qingxia disappear?”he asked calmly. All in all, he had a good attitude about it, Turk thought. Perhaps he had really strengthened himself because of this.
"I'm just guessing, but if you want: Two years ago, in that accident, the girl you knew, Shiki Ryogi, passed away. But Shiki took her place and died in her place. In her mind," rebirth " was a brand new individual. It was shaped by her memories and experiences, but she could not truly feel it. She could still take eight hours.”Well, in her dilemma, she couldn't grasp the feeling that she was more than the sum of her parts.
"If she's someone else like you said, does that mean she doesn't remember what happened before?”
"No, no, she remembers very well, except for Xiang Qingxia's own memories. She had suffered what might have been called the death of her soul. Imagine that she had gone on a little trip and gained new experiences. She is still the Xiang Qingxia you know, but as her soul travels, she has changed. I suspect that this is the reason why she stopped growing. When she fell into a coma, due to the dual existence of Xiang Qingxia and Xiang Qingxia, she entered the limit of life and death: This was a contradiction that could not be solved in reality. I assure you that her memory will be a source of constant anxiety, because she will not be able to remember many of the reasons that make her dual existence unique, and what she remembers. Her personality was a mix of past and present.”
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