Chapter 571 - 572: Unreasonable

Chapter 571: Chapter 572: Unreasonable

Yang Chen didn't dare to say much, knowing that once Jane entered her professional domain, she became no different from an old fossil or a scientific madman. Obediently, he removed all the metal objects from his body as instructed and lay down on the diagnostic machine.

Seeing that Yang Chen was ready, Jane pressed a few colored buttons and adjusted the settings on the machine. Then she slowly moved Yang Chen's body into the cylindrical large-scale detector.

As soon as Yang Chen's body entered the detector, rows of colorful LED lights began to flash on the outside, giving it a highly futuristic feel.

Jane didn't pay much attention to the pretty lights. Instead, she focused intently on the monitors beside her. Three large LCD screens displayed complex data in white characters on a black background, transmitted by the detector.

Various medical and biological abbreviations and data from light waves and radiation reactions flashed continuously on the screens. If a layperson saw this, they would undoubtedly be bewildered, completely unaware of what these cryptic symbols meant. Even a professional medical or biological expert would struggle to immediately understand the relationships between these data, as it was a system designed by Jane herself.

Jane's eyes were fixed straight ahead, like the most advanced scanner. All the data were processed by her brain at the fastest speed.

Gradually, as the data were fully revealed, Jane's expression shifted from seriousness to a mixture of surprise, confusion, and even barely restrained joy.

When Yang Chen was slowly moved out of the detector, Jane immediately turned around and asked, "Yang Chen, besides the headache, did you experience any other symptoms in France?"

Yang Chen sat up and thought carefully, then said, "Nothing special. Is there something wrong with the results?"

Jane pondered for a moment before looking up and smiling, shaking her head. "It's not that there's something wrong; it's that there's nothing wrong."

"Hmm?"

"If the data are correct, your brain's abnormal condition should have been cured," Jane said with excitement in her eyes, though her cultivated elegance prevented her from showing excessive emotion.

Yang Chen suddenly understood, confirming certain things, and said with relief, "Since you say there's nothing wrong, then I don't have to worry. I had a premonition before coming here, but I wasn't at ease without scientific confirmation."

"You mean you know some of the reasons?" Jane immediately picked up on the deeper meaning of Yang Chen's words and asked with great interest, "Is it that magical internal cultivation you mentioned before?"

Yang Chen scratched the back of his head. "I don't know if it still counts as internal cultivation. I can only say that after figuring out certain things, I felt that the tumor in my brain started to dissipate. As for why, I'm still not sure."

"Why not?" Jane puffed her cheeks, feeling a bit embarrassed as she sipped her juice. "They are very valuable specimens. I've always wanted to know what makes the human bodies that can host angels so special. I don't believe it's just because they have no dark side. It must be a physiological issue."

Yang Chen smiled wryly, "Although I killed them, they were still the Vatican's most glorious force. Even if they are dead, the Vatican wouldn't allow them to be used as lab rats."

Jane smiled, "But with you around, who would dare disagree?"

Yang Chen sighed helplessly, "You and your eternally immature mother are essentially the same, always liking to cause trouble. The people of Wales truly have no sense."

"Hmph, if you really think I'm the same as that woman, why did you sleep with her but never touch me?" Jane retorted with a hint of playfulness.

Yang Chen was about to drink some water and nearly choked at her words, laughing awkwardly, "Catherine and I have a 'historical leftover problem.' If it were now, I wouldn't have that kind of relationship with her."

"But that woman arrogantly called me the day before yesterday, bragging that she spent an entire morning with you in bed," Jane said jealously.

Yang Chen's mouth twitched. Couldn't this mother-daughter pair talk about something else in their daily conversations? He sighed and said, "You're different from your mother. You're still very young, and in the future, there will surely be many excellent men for you to like. You're just stuck in the past, and that's why you feel this way about me. I think we are better off as good friends. You know, I already have too many women around me, and it's really overwhelming."

"If I liked you eight years ago because I was young and ignorant about love, then if I like a man now, it's absolutely without any extraneous factors influencing my judgment. I am Jane. I look at things more rationally than anyone else," Jane said seriously.

Yang Chen was silent. He didn't know how to persuade Jane. Her persistence made him feel embarrassed. All along, aside from saving her and Catherine's lives, it was mostly Jane who had been making sacrifices for him. Her current achievements were initially driven by the desire to cure his brain disease.

Otherwise, Jane could have happily remained a royal princess, not needing to wear a white coat, engage in various research she wasn't particularly passionate about, or teach a group of students to work for her.

Jane noticed Yang Chen's silence, understanding he couldn't give her the answer she wanted. She smiled bitterly, resting her chin on her delicate hands. "Sometimes I even think that if I had known that liking you would lead to years, or even a lifetime, of sorrow and disappointment, it would have been better if my short life had ended that day."

"Don't say that. You've always been very important to me. It's just that I'm already overwhelmed by emotional issues and can't handle any more," Yang Chen felt a pang of pain in his heart.

Jane's beauty transcended the boundaries of Eastern and Western aesthetics, capable of making countless men lose their minds. Yet she had spent her prime years waiting for him, a situation with no resolution in sight. His guilt towards her was immense.

The atmosphere between them grew heavy. It only improved slightly when their food arrived. Yang Chen ordered a bottle of red wine. Although the restaurant's selection wasn't up to Jane's usual standards, it was at least a decent gesture for a proper meal.

Just as they were about to toast, a figure that drew everyone's attention emerged from the hallway. Even Jane, usually composed, showed a hint of surprise when she saw the newcomer.