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Chapter 92
The hospital ward was unusually quiet that morning, the steady hum of medical equipment filling the air like a restrained heartbeat. Sunlight filtered through the tall glass windows, casting pale reflections across the white walls and polished floor. Adrian stood near the foot of the bed, hands in his pockets, his expression calm but unreadable.
On the bed lay the woman he had rushed here after the accident.
Her eyes were open now.
That alone should have brought relief.
Yet something about the way she stared at the ceiling–blank, distant, as though the world had not yet decided whether to welcome her back–made the air feel heavy.
The doctor stood beside the bed, flipping through a tablet. “She regained consciousness early this morning. Vital signs are stable, no immediate internal bleeding detected. However…” He hesitated slightly, choosing his words with care. “She’s showing signs of retrograde amnesia.”
Kai frowned. “Amnesia?”
The doctor nodded. “She doesn’t remember her name, her background, or the events leading up to the accident. When we asked basic questions, she responded politely, but there was no recognition. It’s as if her memory was… wiped clean.”
Adrian’s gaze shifted to the woman’s face.
She turned her head slowly toward him, eyes meeting his. There was no fear in them. No confusion, either. Just a quiet, unsettling emptiness, like a calm lake with no reflection.
“Do you know where you are?” the doctor asked gently.
The woman blinked once. “A hospital,” she answered softly. Her voice was steady, neither weak nor trembling.
“Do you know who you are?”
She paused, then shook her head. “No.”
The doctor exhaled. “That confirms it.”
Kai crossed his arms, his brows knit together. “Can she recover her memory?”
“It’s possible,” the doctor replied. “With proper treatment, rest, and monitoring. But we can’t rush it. She’ll need to stay under close observation for now.”
Adrian nodded slowly. “That’s fine.”
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The doctor looked up, surprised. “Mr. Cole, hospital expenses, long–term care-”
“I’ll take care of everything,” Adrian said calmly. “Until she remembers everything.”
The doctor studied him for a moment, then inclined his head. “Very well. I’ll arrange for her to be transferred to a private room and assign a dedicated team.”
As the doctor stepped out, Adrian lingered by the bed. “You’re safe here,” he said quietly, unsure why he felt the need to reassure her. “No one will hurt you.”
She looked at him again, eyes searching his face as if trying to find familiarity that didn’t exist. “Did… did you bring me here?”
“Yes.”
“Thank you,” she said simply.
The words were plain, but they landed with unexpected weight.
Adrian stepped back and left the ward, Kai following closely behind. They walked down the corridor in silence until they reached the viewing glass outside the private room.
Kai stopped.
Adrian noticed immediately.
Kai was staring through the glass at the woman, his expression tense, eyes sharp, as though he were trying to see through something invisible.
Adrian leaned closer and lowered his voice. “Why are you looking at her like that?”
Kai didn’t answer right away.
He narrowed his eyes, focusing. His breathing slowed, posture subtly shifting into one he only adopted when sensing danger.
“Her aura,” Kai finally said. “It doesn’t sit right with me.”
Adrian frowned slightly. “What do you mean?”
“I can’t place it,” Kai replied. “It’s not ordinary. But it’s not cultivated either. It feels… contradictory.”
Adrian followed his gaze back to the woman. She was now sitting up slightly, hands folded in her lap, staring out the window as if lost in thought.
“Contradictory how?” Adrian asked.
Kai hesitated. “There’s goodness in it. Clear, unmistakable. But there’s also something else. A shadow. Like a bad omen coiled around her, dormant but present.”
Adrian let out a quiet breath. “You’re overthinking it. The doctor said her brain was affected. Trauma can do strange things.”
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Kai shook his head. “That’s not what I mean. You and I–if someone has cultivated power, even a trace, we feel it. Even sealed power leaves residue. But with her…” He paused. “It’s like nothing reacts.”
Adrian stiffened slightly.
“What do you mean nothing reacts?”
“I tried sensing her inner flow earlier,” Kai admitted. “Carefully. Discreetly. There was no response. Not resistance. Not emptiness. Just… neutrality.”
Adrian’s eyes darkened.
He didn’t answer immediately.
Instead, he closed his eyes briefly and reached inward, focusing his mind the way his master had taught him long ago. Slowly, gently, he extended his perception, brushing against the woman’s presence from afar, careful not to alert anyone nearby.
Nothing.
No ripple.
No echo.
No backlash.
It was as if his awareness slid past her entirely, unable to anchor onto anything.
Adrian opened his eyes.
“That’s… unusual,” he admitted quietly.
Kai looked at him sharply. “You felt it too.”
“Yes,” Adrian said. “But that doesn’t mean she’s dangerous.”
“No,” Kai agreed slowly. “It means she’s abnormal.”
Adrian glanced back into the room. The woman turned again, her gaze coincidentally meeting his through the glass. For a split second, something flickered in her eyes–so fast it could have been imagination.
Adrian’s heart skipped, just once.
He shook his head inwardly. Trauma. Stress. Overthinking.
“She’s just unlucky,” Adrian said aloud. “Bad accident. Bad timing. Maybe she’s one of those people who attract extremes–either very good or very bad.”
Kai exhaled slowly. “Or both.”
Adrian placed a hand on Kai’s shoulder. “Enough. Until there’s proof otherwise, we treat her like a normal
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patient. No suspicion. No assumptions.”
Kai nodded reluctantly. “Understood.”
Still, as they turned to leave, Kai couldn’t shake the feeling crawling up his spine.
And neither could Adrian.
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