RNP Chapter 2721 Star Core Rescue (7)
Chapter 2721 Star Core Rescue (7)
Chapter 2721 Star Core Rescue (VII)
Dallas, Texas, 9:00PM.
Natasha opened the door of the cab, Coulson sat in the passenger seat, Schiller and Charles sat in the back seat. Natasha started the car and said, "Lisa Labres's home is at least half an hour's drive from the airport. Texas has nice scenery. You can take a look along the way."
Charles was not in the mood. He was flipping through the literature on his phone. Schiller looked at the vast plains passing by outside the window and said, "Don't read it. It's useless. There is no method in modern psychology that can erase the trauma of having your memory forcibly deleted. You might as well take this opportunity to practice your superpowers."
Charles wailed. He said, "I really just wanted to help her. If I had known this, I would never have messed with her memory."
"We believe in you." Coulson comforted him, "You have such powerful abilities, but the world is still stable as usual, which is enough to prove that you are a good person. I believe Lisa can understand this."
Charles was still unhappy, so Schiller had to change the subject and asked, "How are you and Eric? Are you two still arguing every day?"
"He's so annoying." Charles pursed his lips, as if he didn't want to mention him, but after thinking for a while he said, "His so-called powerful counterattacks against mutant discrimination are very childish in my opinion. Of course, he thinks the same of me."
Then they talked for a while about the situation of mutants in the universe where Charles was. Generally speaking, it was similar to that of most universes, that is, there was basically no solution using conventional means.
When talking about this, Natasha and Coulson couldn't help but look back at Schiller. Schiller noticed their gazes, but still deliberately said: "In fact, the mutants here are similar, but due to a coincidence, their situation can be said to have greatly improved."
Charles looked at Schiller suspiciously, as if he wanted to know what the coincidence was, while Natasha and Coulson turned their heads back tacitly, pretending they heard nothing.
A half-hour drive is neither short nor long. Texas has vast plains, and you can see the distant and wide horizon. Even sitting in the car, you don’t feel cramped, and half an hour passes in a flash.
Lisa's home is a very typical Texas farm. Much of the surrounding land is bare rocky reefs, with a little green on the other side of the horizon. When the car stopped, there was a strong wind and the dead grass was blown up.
Two figures appeared on the horizon, one in front and one behind, one high and one low. They looked to be Lisa's parents. They came over and hugged Coulson warmly.
"Thank you very much," said Madame La Bresse. "I appreciate you coming. I know this is a bit out of the way."
Mr. Labres crossed his arms and said, "It's too windy outside. Let's go in and have a cup of coffee first."
The group braved the wind and finally walked into the farmhouse. This place was much worse than the Kent Farm. It could be seen that the economic situation of the Labres family was basically just enough to make ends meet. The couple and their eldest son who came in had traces of hard work on their faces and hands.
"This is such a big family." Natasha exclaimed. Labresga has six children. Except for a little niece who was picked up during the holidays, all of them are their biological children. Lisa is the third one, the middle one.
This was something Schiller had not known before. After a brief chat with the Labreses, he learned more about Lisa's family situation, which was obviously an important part of Lisa's personality.
"I didn't think you would actually send someone." Mr. Labres took a sip of hot coffee and said, "I know Oaks is a good person, especially a good man. We have been worried about him for several hours."
"Yes, my heart rate has been high since I heard the news that the space station lost power." Mrs. Labres said with a sad face: "He is our best son-in-law and treats Lisa very well. We have always hoped that they can have a child, but if not, it is good that they are safe and sound."
After they chatted for a while in the living room of the farmhouse, Coulson said, "Maybe we should leave the time for our professional psychologists. Where is Lisa?"
"She is in her bedroom and she won't let anyone in now. We confirmed her condition through the camera installed on the bird feeder pole in the yard. She has been sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze, but fortunately there is no extreme behavior."
"Has she?" Schiller asked, grasping the point.
The couple looked at each other anxiously. Mrs. La Bresse clenched her hands tightly, but still said, "Yes, she has not been very normal recently. She always likes to run to the yard in the middle of the night and say there are aliens, but we didn't see anything."
"Did she say anything else besides this?" Schiller was asking, while Charles took notes.
"Yes, she repeatedly mentioned that what we see now and what we remember are unreliable. She said that someone can modify everything in this world and everything is fake."
Charles looked even more guilty, and even his handwriting was affected, no longer looking so neat and beautiful. Schiller glanced at him, motioned him to stay calm, and asked, "How is her attitude towards her family?"
"She doesn't pay much attention to us," said Madame La Bresse, with a sigh. "We were very happy when she came back, because she seldom came home since her marriage, but she was not as enthusiastic as before, but became a little indifferent."
"I hope you understand this," Schiller said. "When a person doesn't even have enough strength to deal with her own heart, she can't deal with others either."
"Of course, we understand, but I think we also have the right to know what's going on," said Mr. Labres.
Charles stood up and was about to apologize, but Schiller quickly stopped him and signaled him to shut up with his eyes. Schiller said, "You should have heard that Lisa was hospitalized for some time."
"Yes, does she have some rare disease?"
"No." Schiller leaned forward slightly, looked them both in the eye, and said, "She had a miscarriage."
The couple was indeed shocked, and even their youngest daughter who was sitting behind them covered her mouth. Madame La Bresse looked back in disbelief, as if looking in the direction of Lisa.
"How could this happen? She never told us..."
Schiller looked at Charles again. Obviously Charles was not stupid. He must have changed everyone's memory, so Lisa's family didn't know that she was pregnant.
But Schiller didn't want to tell them that all of their memories had been modified, which would not help the treatment, so he said: "Yes, Yue is still young, but it has also caused some damage to her body. She is also very sad about it, so she may not have mentioned it actively, fearing that you would be disappointed."
"Silly girl, how could we be disappointed?" Mr. La Bresse sighed, but still looked at Schiller and asked, "After she came back, we took her to the hospital for a check-up. The report showed that there was nothing wrong with her body, but her mental state has not recovered."
"Yes, because of the hormone fluctuations during her pregnancy, she may also have some separation anxiety from being separated from her husband and wife. In short, I will give her a more detailed mental examination and then find a way to guide her."
Schiller began to give the La Bresse couple some precautions, such as keeping quiet, not making loud noises, not knocking on her door all the time, not paying too much attention to her, and maintaining a normal living atmosphere as much as possible. All the work related to psychological counseling was left to him.
The La Bresses and Lisa's brothers and sisters expressed their full support. After that, Schiller went upstairs. He knocked on the door gently and said, "Lisa, I'm the new psychiatrist. Can you open the door for me?"
As expected, there was no response. Charles looked worried, but Schiller was not nervous at all. He just said casually: "It seems that we can only call Oaks. I don't know how he is doing on the space station..."
With a click, the door opened. When Charles saw Lisa again, he couldn't recognize her. This lady seemed to have shed a layer of skin. She became pale, thin and numb. Her condition was even worse than when she was hospitalized. There was a kind of emptiness in her eyes that made people feel scared.
Schiller saw that guilt was about to overwhelm Charles.
This is perfectly normal. Every ambitious and capable young man like Charles will encounter such a wake-up call at some point in his life. Fortunately, there is still a chance to save everything, which may not be a bad thing for Lisa.
Schiller walked into Lisa's room and found it to be quite tidy. He had a rough idea of what was going on. After closing the door, Schiller said directly, "Someone did modify your memory. We are here today to apologize."
He turned to look at Charles, and Charles' guilt was finally expressed. Lisa didn't cry, but he was already crying.
"I'm really sorry. I didn't know it would turn out like this. I just wanted to make you feel better." Charles said with red eyes, "Your sadness completely infected me at the time. I just wanted to stop it all. I really didn't expect it to be like this, but I did do something wrong. I must apologize to you."
Lisa seemed surprised by all this, but it was a feeble surprise, mixed with some doubt.
Then she heard a voice in her head, "Hello, I'm Charles Xavier, a mutant with psychic powers, I'm very sorry for everything I've done to you, I will do my best to give you your memory back."
"Wait a minute, Charles." Schiller seemed to have heard what Charles said in Lisa's mind. He stopped him, then looked at Lisa and said, "You already know that you have lost your memory, but as my student said, he felt your sadness during the treatment process, which means that something must have happened that made you feel extremely sad, or even completely collapsed."
Schiller almost dragged Lisa to sit down. The pale woman sat on the edge of the bed, and Schiller half-knelt in front of her, looked into her eyes and said, "You can choose not to restore your memory."
Lisa seemed to suddenly crack open, and something real came out from her broken cracks. She looked at Schiller with some despair and said, "It's about a child, right?"
"It seems you have guessed it. Yes, it has something to do with the child you once had."
Lisa showed that extremely painful expression again, and Charles became visibly sad. It seemed that Professor X at this stage was not immune to the strong emotional impact so close to him. He was always affected and almost shaky.
"Then tell me." Lisa said in a hoarse voice, "No matter what, I will accept this fact."
"You were pregnant, and the baby's heart rate was unstable during pregnancy. You suffered from anxiety and depression, and also had self-harming behaviors. 30 seconds after you gave birth, the baby's heartbeat stopped."
Lisa was stunned for two seconds, and suddenly she completely broke down, and a shrill wail burst out of her mouth.
The mother seemed to have turned into a dead tree struck by lightning. There was an even more devastating death above death, revealing a deeper despair within the despair.