Noah returned with the doctor on his heels. Seeing them approach, John dutifully stepped aside. Keeping Nina's welfare in mind, he made sure not to show himself through the doorway. He watched as Noah and the doctor entered the ward and shut the door behind them.
Vicente stayed outside with him. After all, John was the father of her godsons. She could not, in good conscience, leave him alone after what she just told him.
The doctor decided to take Nina for a general check-up. Leon bent over and scooped his sister up in his arms. He followed the doctor out of the ward with Nina nestled against his chest.
Vicente was about to remind John to stay out of sight, but John was already walking away.
His slender back was not as tall and straight as before. He was a painful sight to watch.
John wanted to take a look at Nina and hoped that she would recognize him and run into his arms. He would lock her in his embrace and wipe away her tears just like old times.
But right now, that had become an extravagant hope. He did not even know how long it would take Nina to regain her memories. A month, half a year, a year, or the rest of her life?
The corridor was dark and deserted. Its ends could not even be seen.
John had no idea how long he had stood there. He was caught in a trance of approaching and receding footsteps, of doors opening and closing.
The scene outside was shrouded in mist.
John turned his head toward the end of the corridor. It was neither near nor far.
"They're back. The results of the examination haven't come out yet. You should leave and get some rest. We will contact you if anything comes up." Vicente stood there with John the entire time.
When John turned around, he saw Nina through the glass pane on the door.
"She's asleep. I want to see her. I'll wear a mask." John's voice was low and deep with a hint of desolation.
Vicente immediately understood and said, "Okay. I'll go inside and inform Leon first. I'll let you know if he agrees."
"Okay."
"Wait here."
Vicente pushed the door open, and Leon made a "shush" gesture to her.
She nodded and took a seat at the resting area.
Leon and Noah also walked over and sat down.
"Is John still outside?
Nina is asleep. Let him in. I have something to ask him." Leon raised his chin, and Vicente stood up to invite John in.
On his way in, John kept his eyes on Nina's bed. He wanted to see her so badly.
"Let my sister rest for now. Have a seat." Leon made room for John. After he sat down, he immediately asked, "You said something about a nightmare before. My sister said that she had been dreaming, but she couldn't remember her dream exactly. She said her mind was blank.
While you were outside earlier, I took the opportunity to ask more questions. She doesn't remember Michelle and the others. She only remembers Lexingport City and Noah. She said that the other names were familiar, but it hurt her head to match the names with faces.
The doctor didn't find anything wrong. His only explanation was that Nina hurt the part of her head that was responsible for storing memories."
Leon stopped and glanced at everyone. He sighed, "But even if her memory is impaired, it's impossible for her to mix up John and Noah, right?"
His confusion was mirrored in everyone's faces.
"Memory Charm." The blood on the back of John's hand had congealed, and the blood stains were winding on his hand. He narrowed his eyes and continued, "Albert once captured Nina and used her as a test subject for a new drug he was developing called M.C. Its effects and side effects were virtually unknown, but it was supposed to modify a person's memory."
"Modify a person's memory?" Vicente gasped. "Is there such a kind of drug?"
"Keep your voice down," Leon reminded her and looked back at Nina in the bed. Fortunately, she did not stir.
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