"Back here again..." After the anesthesia effect wore off, Hayate slowly opened his eyes, and the strong smell of disinfectant entered his nasal cavity. He couldn't remember how many times this was the first time he had lied here...
The moon outside the window slowly left a trail in the sky, and the anesthetic effect on the feet slowly passed, followed by unbearable severe pain...
"Hiss—" He took a breath, grabbed the sheets tightly with both hands, gritted his teeth and held on, but didn't make a sound.
"I want to... live..." thinking in his heart, he pulled the sheet again and bit it in his mouth, struggling to support it, tears flowing down from the corners of his eyes unconsciously.
"Huh?" Even though he was lying on a chair in the corridor outside to rest late at night, as a qualified soldier, Qingshan was very alert and still noticed the slight movement in the ward. He hurriedly got up and opened the door, and saw in the bright white moonlight Next, he saw at a glance the strong wind that was trembling on the bed. He was biting the quilt tightly, holding the sheets with both hands, and his clear eyes were full of determination.
"Doctor!!!" He knew what was going on and hurriedly called the doctor over. He gave Hayate's leg another injection of painkillers and anesthesia, which made him feel better and could lie down on the bed to rest smoothly. .
"I'm sorry for causing you trouble..." Hayate looked at the dark-skinned young man wearing the uniform of the Night Raid Team with tired eyes. The two young souls met here and started their first conversation.
"It's okay, so are you. Just scream out if it hurts. This is a hospital, and someone will come to help you." Looking at the sheets with several big holes in them and the bedding with obvious teeth marks, Qingshan couldn't help but blame him. road.
"It's night now. I don't want to disturb other patients who are resting because of me..."
"..." Qingshan had nothing to say to his sincere answer. He was so kind and could still think of others in this situation...
"Is this the first time we have met? I am Sugiyama Hayate. What is your name?" Hayate asked in a friendly manner.
"I am Taiyo Aoyama, a new member who was just transferred from the Ministry of Defense to the Night Raid Team."
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Aoyama."
"Well, me too." Looking at the happy smile on Hayate's slightly haggard face because he had met a new partner, Qingshan was touched for a moment, blinked his eyes, and took a long breath: "I'm right here Outside the door, just call me if you need anything, and have a good rest!"
"Well, please go to bed early, Mr. Qingshan!"
"Well, good night." Saying goodbye to Hayate, he walked out of the ward and closed the door gently, then leaned against the white wall, with thousands of thoughts in his mind.
From this peer, he could see the sincerity and kindness belonging to this age, but at the same time he felt inexplicably sad.
He probably learned some information about Hayate, and also learned about his tragic past and miserable present from the senior members of the Gumen team...
For him, since he was a child, few people could communicate with him calmly when they knew he had AIDS...
What is a very common thing for them is a rare treasure for Hayate...
Even when TLT did such an outrageous thing to him, he could still believe in himself unconditionally. It really... made him feel guilty...
Gale, who was lying on the bed in the room, tried to move his legs that had lost consciousness due to the anesthesia. He gently opened the quilt and looked at the calf wrapped with gauze, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.
"I...can't continue fighting now..."
He turned to look at the silver dagger placed on the cabinet, thinking of the battle after becoming a capable person. It couldn't be said to be embarrassing, it was simply tragic...
Almost every time, I was beaten black and blue, and almost every time I woke up, I was in the hospital...
And this time... I'm afraid I won't be able to stand up again...
He closed his eyes and buried his head in the quilt. His body was shaking slightly, and his sobs could be vaguely heard.
Outside the house, Qingshan opened the door slightly and looked at him crying with his head buried in his head. He felt very distressed but helpless and closed the door gently, leaving him plenty of space.
The rising sun is rising in the east, and the sunshine quietly spreads to this land, bringing warmth to life.
"Good morning, Hayate, how was your rest last night?" Early in the morning, Qingshan bought breakfast for Hayate, gently opened the door and came in. Seeing that Hayate had woken up, he shook the big bun in his hand.
"It's okay." Hayate replied with dark circles under his eyes.
"Really?" Qingshan saw through his lie at a glance and handed him the bun in his hand: "Come on, are you hungry? Try some freshly baked buns!"
"This...isn't good..." Hayate didn't want to cause too much trouble to Qingshan, but his growling stomach betrayed him.
"Okay, don't be polite to me! There is still soy milk here after eating. The doctor said that you need to supplement protein so that you can recover faster!"
"Recover..." After hearing these two words, Gale raised his head, his eyes flashing with crystal clear light: "Mr. Qingshan, do you mean that I can stand up again?"
"Of course... of course!!! What are you thinking? It's just a minor injury. The doctor said that as long as you have a good rest, you can recover quickly!" Qingshan certainly knew that this was not an easy task. He had already asked I went to the doctor and the answer was that the wound had touched the muscles and bones. They had tried their best and the possibility of recovery was very low...
But he still hopes to give Hayate hope. He doesn't want to see Hayate cry because of this matter like last night. After all, he has miraculously survived. As long as he persists, maybe... such a miracle can happen again...
"Really? That's great!!!" After receiving a positive reply, Hayate instantly became energetic and put the steaming buns into his mouth with big mouthfuls.
"Slow down, be careful..." Looking at him devouring his food, Qingshan felt even more uncomfortable...
On the other side, early in the morning, there was a new situation on the night raid team's side, and a meeting was held.
The dim light shines on everyone's faces, and their respective worries are hidden under the shadows.
"Everyone, just today, we detected that waveform again." The prophet called out the waveform and displayed it in front of everyone.
"Isn't this..." Shiori was more attentive and recognized it immediately: "Isn't this the fluctuation caused by those weird plants and the big tree last time?"
"Does that mean that guy is still alive?"
"Yes." The prophet nodded and continued: "But its location was not shown on the radar. After careful analysis, it was found that it is not in our world."
"Not in our world?" When mentioning this, the first thing Gumen thought of was a different space like the Meta Realm: "Is it in a different phase?"
"Yeah." The prophet adjusted the screen, made the flat detection map three-dimensional, and split it into several similar parts. A red dot flashed on one of them, which was exactly where the enemy was.
"Similar to the phase movement ability used by Grugram before, this guy may be worried that we will detect it if it appears directly in front of us again. This time it hid in the alien space it created and could not leave. If not, it’s waiting for growth to complete.”
"The growth is complete? Does that mean it can continue to evolve and grow?" Captain Wakura frowned, remembering that those plant monsters almost directly captured their TLT-J base. If that's not all of it Strength, then when it grows up, wouldn’t it be...
"This possibility cannot be ruled out. This is also the reason for holding an emergency meeting." The prophet looked at the empty seats and was a little confused: "Has the Qingshan team member not come back yet?"
"Qingshan took the initiative to stay and take care of Hayate. He should be in the hospital now. Do you need me to call him back?"
"No, no need." The prophet shook his head, and then began to lay out a battle plan:
"The solitary team member piloted the Delta alone and broke into the space where the enemy registered codenamed Botanni was located to lead him out. Captain Wakura, deputy captain Saijo, and team member Hiraki drove the Alpha, Beta, and Gamma combination to form a hundred Wanganon Chester is on standby on the ground, waiting for the Delta to force the enemy out and then launch a fatal blow to it, and cooperate with the ground troops and base defense system to completely eliminate it!"
"Base defense system? It means..." Vice Captain Saijo noticed this detail. The involvement of the base defense system means...
"That's right," the prophet called out the land where he fought before. There were just a few weeds growing on it and it was still bare.
"The combat location this time is the same as last time, so we need to go all out, so we can only succeed and not fail!!"
Under the dim light, inexplicable worry appeared on everyone's faces, and then they immediately gave the prophet a firm reply: "Understood!!!"
"Do you want to go out and get some fresh air?" After breakfast, he saw Hayate staying in the ward and looking out the window at the blue sky and white clouds from time to time. Qingshan knew that he needed to go out and breathe some fresh air.
"Is that okay?" Gale's eyes gleamed with light, but immediately dimmed. Looking at his legs wrapped in gauze, he lost motivation again.
"Of course, just wait for me!" Qingshan didn't want to disappoint him, so he turned and left the ward.
"Well... Mr. Qingshan..." Looking at his leaving back, Hayate smiled slightly. He is really kind. Although he looks a little careless on the outside, he is actually very serious, attentive and considerate. He took the initiative to help me when I couldn't get out of bed to relieve myself. He also enthusiastically helped me get hot water to wipe my body. It was not at all because of him. AIDS patients despise themselves...
While he was still thinking about it, Qingshan pushed something in.
Pushing the wheelchair borrowed from the hospital, Aoyama raised his eyebrows and said humorously: "Comrade Hayate, do you want to come up and sit and watch?"
"This is..." Seeing the wheelchair he pushed in, a trace of sadness flashed in Gale's eyes, but he still smiled at him: "That's troublesome!"
"Come on, slow down..." With the help of the nurse, Qingshan carefully picked up Hayate's light body from the hospital bed and gently placed him in the wheelchair. He helped him adjust his sitting posture and put a cushion underneath to make it as comfortable as possible. He sat comfortably.
"It's a good thing to go out and bask in the sun and get some fresh air, but remember not to stay outside for too long!" Before leaving, the nurse did not forget to remind them.
"Well, thank you, Miss Nurse!" After thanking her, Aoyama pushed Hayate out of the ward.
To be continued
