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Chapter 787 Protection Mechanism

In the following days, Bechfinger maintained this state and responded less and less to the outside world.

After the examination, the doctor said that this is a protective mechanism of the brain to isolate itself from the outside world. During this period, the brain will eliminate those things that have adverse effects on the human body.

Having said that...

But isn’t not eating, drinking, and sleeping bad for your health?

Seeing Bechfeng getting weaker and weaker, Toru Amuro and others were so worried that their hair was about to fall out.

Bei Hefenger sat on the bed, his empty eyes unconsciously fixed on a certain spot. The sunlight from the window shone into the room through the half-opened curtains, just shining on half of his cheek.

Even though everyone was in the room, there was a sense of loneliness lingering around him.

The door of the ward was pushed open. Qianzhu, who came back after a few days, was wearing a mask and coughing sounds could be heard from time to time.

Conan's eyes half-mooned, "So, brother Qianzhu, are you still infected?"

Because he was wearing a mask, one could only see Qianzhu's eyebrows slightly bent, "It's just a common cold."

"What's the situation with Bechfinger now?"

He raised his eyes in the direction of Bechfinger and asked in a lowered voice.

Conan shook his head with a slightly depressed look on his face. "Not very good. He is still in that state. If he doesn't wake up, his body might not be able to take it."

"Have you tried all the methods?" Qian Zhu asked again.

"Well, we took the doctor's advice and talked to him often, but the results weren't very satisfactory."

Conan exhaled, worry thick in his eyes.

After a pause, he looked up at Qian Zhu again and asked tentatively: "Qian Zhu, do you know why Bei Hefenger became like this?"

"Hmm?" Qian Zhu, who was thinking, looked at him doubtfully, then looked at Bei Hefeng for a few seconds and shook his head, "I don't know either, but this situation should be caused by his own psychological trauma, right?"

Conan nodded slightly.

They also guessed this was the case.

He couldn't help but think of what Bechfinger had said in the abandoned factory.

...Is it related to what he said?

Qian Zhu had just walked to the bedside when Bei Hefeng, who had been unresponsive to the outside world, suddenly raised his head slightly and looked at him.

"Berhoffen has responded!" Haibara Ai exclaimed with a little excitement.

Everyone's eyes instantly fell on Bechfenger, and then looked at Qianzhu.

"Could it be that Bechfenger remembers Chitake in his subconscious?" Mao Lilan guessed.

Suzuki Sonoko clenched her right fist against her left palm, nodded and agreed: "It's possible, Chitake, why don't you try to talk to him?"

Qian Zhu's eyes moved slightly, and he gently sat down on the edge of the bed, looking at Beihefenger quietly. Two seconds later, he called softly: "Beihefenger?"

The blue-haired young man looked at him blankly. After a while, he raised his hand that was receiving glucose with some difficulty and carefully touched Xiang Qianzhu's cheek.

But in just a moment, he wanted to withdraw his hand.

Qianzhu glanced at him, then suddenly raised her hand and held his hand, which was so cold that it didn't look like a living person's.

But the other party did not show any movement again.

Qianzhu thought about it, turned around and looked at Liu Qingyao who was already sitting on the sofa, raised his other hand and waved to him slightly.

Liu Qingyao blinked, her expression slightly stiff, and she felt suffocated as if she had just sat down and was called up but had to obey.

He walked to the side reluctantly, bent down and put his ear close to Qianzhu to listen to his whispered words.

After a few seconds, Liu Qingyao stood up straight, made an OK gesture, turned around and left the room.

The others looked at them with some confusion, but did not ask any questions. Instead, they looked at Bechfinger quietly.

The most important thing now is to get Bechfinger out of that state of "self-protection mechanism".

Otherwise his body will become weaker and weaker, putting his life in danger.

Qianzhu held Beihefenger's hand while he was receiving an IV. Nearly ten minutes later, Liu Qingyao came back with a khaki paper bag in his hand.

He took the bag and walked to Qianzhu, opened the bag, and asked Qianzhu to take out the things inside.

Qianzhu smiled slightly and reached out to take out the things inside.

It was a little bear.

Qianzhu pulled Bechfenger's other hand over, turning his palm upwards, and placed the black plush bear on his hand.

Beihefenger still didn't respond, Qianzhu didn't rush, but helped him hold the little bear tightly, and whispered: "Perhaps, you will remember this?"

Hearing his voice, Bechfinger lowered his eyes and fixed his gaze on the little bear.

He still seemed to have no reaction, but he made a slight clenching motion with his hand.

Almost everyone in the room held their breath and looked at them nervously.

Beihefenger stared at the little bear blankly for a long time. Suddenly, a tear slid down from his eyes and finally fell on the white quilt, staining out a small dark circle.

Although he did not completely recover from that state, the reaction was big enough for them.

Almost everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Qianzhu coughed lightly a few times, attracting the attention of others again, and Bechfenger's gaze shifted from the little bear to him.

"Qianzhu, why don't you go back and rest first? We are enough here." Mao Lilan stood up worriedly and advised softly.

Letting go of Behefenger's hand, Qianzhu coughed and nodded, not rejecting the proposal, "Okay."

Liu Qingyao immediately stood up and said half-jokingly, "Then I will also start to serve as a driver."

It was not until he and Qianzhu left the ward that Beihefenger slowly withdrew his gaze and returned it to the little bear in his hand.

Toru Amuro spoke to him tentatively, and Bechfinger responded by looking up at him.

Sitting in the car, Qianzhu looked at the hospital through the window, chuckled, and then looked away.

Just as Liu Qingyao drove away, another car arrived at the hospital entrance.

A teenager and a woman got out of the car.

The young man stretched and walked into the hospital, arriving outside a ward with ease.

He knocked politely and then pushed the door open and walked in.

As expected, he received several angry glances.

Bertrand smiled disapprovingly, waved to the two girls, Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko, and walked straight to the bedside. He put his hands on his hips and looked at Bechfinger. There seemed to be a hint of surprise in his light green eyes.

It seems that he doesn't understand why Beifenger has become like this.