This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

As soon as Beichuan Temple came to the hospital, he saw the overlapping crowds. Among the crowds, Nakajima Mika looked confused and dealt with the surrounding inquiries.

Why didn't Mihana Nakajima wear a mask and sunglasses?

Beichuan Temple frowned.

But it was no problem. He took out a big mask from his pocket and covered his face.

"Sorry." Beichuan Temple relied on strength to separate the crowd and came to the besieged Nakajima Mihana, and simply pulled it out.

"Bei Beichuan?" Nakajima Mina raised her head, looked at the familiar figure, and subconsciously followed behind him.

The flow of people was forcibly separated by him, and at the same time the cold voice of Beichuan Temple came over:

"What's the matter?"

"Someone got caught by the truck because of me"

Upon hearing this question, Mikawa Nakajima's eye sockets turned red slightly.

She blamed herself a bit, this matter had something to do with her, and the other party was only to help her to become like this.

"is it?"

Beichuan Temple glanced thoughtfully at the empty behind her.

That's it

"I already understand the general situation. It is necessary to pay, right?" Beichuan Temple completely took her out of the crowd and asked.

"Yes." Mihana Nakajima nodded dejectedly.

Beichuan Temple looked at the crowd who was about to catch up again, feeling the star’s troubles, and said, “I’ll pay the bill right away. You put on the mask and sunglasses and go home first. I'll take care of things here.”

If Mika Nakajima continues to stay here, it may cause a commotion in the hospital, so it is better to send her home first. In addition, Beichuan Temple has received a deposit of 10 million yuan from Mika Nakajima, so payment should be no problem.

Nakajima will definitely replenish him after this fee, and Beichuan Temple doesn't particularly care about it.

"Okay." The current Nakajima Mihana has an indescribable sense of softness and cuteness, which is completely different from the usual feeling of a big sister.

She put on her mask and sunglasses, and walked out with her head down in despair.

Seeing Mihana Nakajima's back, a ray of black air flashed in Beichuan Temple's eyes.

From a certain perspective, this may also be an opportunity

"From the current situation, although the patient is barely rescued, the patient has not yet escaped the critical period. We have transferred him to the intensive care unit for observation of the follow-up. According to the current situation, the most serious problem of the patient is the brain. If the follow-up condition is severe, the situation will not be optimistic."

Eight hours later, the male doctor who had completed the operation finally handed the girl’s mobile phone and other items to Beichuan Temple, and after more orders, he yawned and left.

Beichuan Temple responded, but he was relieved.

Just don't die completely.

Since he hasn't died, for the death-qi treatment, pure skin trauma and internal injuries are not a problem. It only takes time to pile up the treatment.

"For the specific situation, find an opportunity to ask Miss Nakajima"

Beichuan Temple opened the blood-stained wallet and pulled out a student ID card from it.

The girl's name is Sayuri Watanabe, and she goes to school in a nearby college.

Looking at the brightly smiling girl with short hair in the photo, Beichuan Temple thought of the scene just now.

Behind Mika Nakajima floats the pale golden figure. If you guessed it correctly, it should be Sayuri Watanabe.

The opponent’s body is not dead, but the spirit body has spilled out and formed a good spirit

"This situation seems a bit complicated."

Beichuan Temple put the wallet in his pocket, rubbing his chin and walked out of the hospital.

Beichuan Temple has never tried whether Shanling can fit into his undead body.

But the most important thing at the moment is to stabilize the dangerous situation of Watanabe Sayuri, but the same Kitagawa Temple dare not go too far.

If he enters the ward and heals the other person directly, it would be too shocking to the world.

He could hide his identity, but what about the recovered Watanabe Sayuri?

Medical miracle? Being researched?

After thinking about it, Kitagawa Temple came to a decision: first climbed up to the eighth floor with bare hands, entered Watanabe Sayuri's ward, stabilized her most serious brain condition, and spent time slowly repairing the next physical injury.

But climbed up to the eighth floor with bare hands

Beichuan Temple looked back at the hospital that was standing up with flashing lights, and muttered involuntarily: "I have to find a chance to discuss the issue of compensation with Miss Nakajima again."

Mihana Nakajima sat on the edge of the bed with a daze.

Just now Beichuan Eli received a call from Beichuan Temple and came to comfort her, but it was of no use.

"If that girl didn't ask me at the time, and I didn't bother her, there would be nothing wrong."

Mika Nakajima pulled her hair and sighed deeply.

She can barely sort out her mentality now.

She had no way of predicting unexpected events like the kind just now.

But at the root, she feels that she also has a reason, which is also the main reason why she blames herself.

"Troubled Mr. Beichuan again. Alas, I'm such a bad guy."

She muttered to herself, just about to show a self-defeating smile

‘Please don’t say that. ’

There is a sound.

"Who?!"

Nakajima's nerves tensed, and his whole body bounced off the bed and looked around.

The surroundings were empty, not even a ghost.

Is it possible that the auditory hallucinations occur because of too much pressure?

Nakajima walked around the room nervously, but found nothing.

Right.

She pinched her eyebrows.

It's already more than ten o'clock in the evening, how could there be other people in your room?

"It's impossible to really have a spirit body entangled me like Hotaru said, right?"

Mika Nakajima joked to herself with a strong smile

"I don't know what state I am in now, but you seem to be right when you say that I am a spirit body."

The voice rang again.

This time, the voice rang clearly behind Mihana Nakajima.

Mihana Nakajima's face suddenly changed, and she looked back stiffly like a leaking robot.

Behind him was empty, nothing.

"I'm behind you."

Before Nakajima could feel relieved, her voice sounded again.

Mikawa Nakajima jumped, her mouth twitching, her face pale.

She chuckled twice, and then rushed to the door with her palm on the doorknob, before she started to twist it.

Click.

The door opened by itself.

Mika Nakajima looked at the door stiffly.

I saw a hideous puppet lying at the door, and she could even see the other person's very humane movement of buttons and eyes.

Mika Nakajima trembled all over, and the fatigue and anxiety of the day collided with the extreme fear now, she actually took two steps back and passed out directly on the bed.

Ok?

Poor Nishikujo jumped up from the ground and couldn't help touching his little head with his chubby hand, as if he didn't know what to do with the situation in front of him.

"Sorry, I seem to scare Sister Mihua."

There was another faint sound in the air.

Standing on the floor, Nishikujo walked awkwardly, and after making a gesture of'remember to keep a secret from Brother Si' to the empty air, a pale golden air flow gushed out of his round hands.

It was the same as sending good thoughts to Asamiya Hitomi's mother-in-law Yuko Asamiya last time.

The spiritual body of a girl with short hair and ears gradually emerged in the pale golden airflow.

She wore the same simple private clothes as she did before her death, suspended in the air.

Seeing her finally showing up, Poor Nishikujo interrupted the transmission of good thoughts, and his chubby arm wiped the doll's forehead, which was not sweaty, as if she was tired from the action just now.

After doing these actions, Poor Nishikujo just wanted to continue making a few gestures at her.

But before the gesture was finished, there was already a cold voice behind him.

"I already know, poor."

Nishikujo's poor body paused, and the doll's head looked back with difficulty.

I don't know when, a cold-faced young man has stood behind her, staring at her blankly.

""Nishikujo is pitiful.

Patter.

Poor Nishikujo chose to fall directly on the ground and pretend to be dead.

I did nothing, and Brother Si couldn't see anything.

The little puppet prayed so.

but

"I remember that I called just now to ask you to give Ms. Watanabe, who is still unstable, to the stable spirit, right?

Beichuan Temple lifted the puppet from the ground, and stared at the still and pitiful Nishikujo.

Under his aggressive gaze, Nishikujo pitifully turned his head to the other side with a guilty conscience.

Pray for failure.

Fortunately, Beichuan Temple did not continue to tell the pitiful Nishikujo.

After all, the other party did a good job except to frighten Mika Nakajima to faint.

He watched the floating in the air, Watanabe Sayuri looking at him timidly and suggested, "How about the two of us?"

"Talk about it?"

Watanabe Sayuri only thinks this cold-faced youth is really terrible.

If the pitiful Nishikujo made her feel as warm as sunshine, then the young man felt like ice.

Especially she can clearly perceive that as long as the other party is willing, she can erase herself from this world in an instant.

"Well, regarding your current state, regarding Miss Nakajima's attitude towards you, I want to make a deal with you."

Kitagawa Temple's eyes shone with brilliant colors, and Watanabe Sayuri's tone seemed to be more devilish temptation to Watanabe Sayuri.

"What's the deal?"

The innocent girl couldn't help but ask.

"A deal that is harmless to you is also profitable to Miss Nakajima. You should also be a fan of Miss Nakajima, right?"

Kitagawa Temple took out Watanabe Sayuri's student ID. On the side of her student ID, there is also a sticker of Mihana Nakajima.

"I understand."

Sayuri Watanabe swallowed.

She does like Nakajima Mihana's songs, but she also wants to understand what is going on with herself and how she becomes like this when she is conscious.

If the young man in front of you can solve his doubts

Trading seems to be nothing incomprehensible anymore

It was the first time Nakajima slept so comfortably. Since suffering from leukemia, she has been looking forward and looking forward every day, feeling worried.

No worries, a comfortable sleep is basically an experience she hasn't had in a long time.

Knock knock

There was a crisp knock on the door, Nakajima got up from the bed subconsciously, and she started to change into pink and white sportswear when she raised her arm.

"That's not right!" Mika Nakajima reacted abruptly.

Didn’t you have a ghost in your room yesterday? Why can I still wear sportswear so much? ! Besides, it’s not clear what is the situation of the girl in the hospital. She is so obediently conditioned to prepare for exercise.

Mihana Nakajima suffocated and opened the door.

Then she vented.

Beichuan Temple held the cane in his hand, and his expression remained unchanged as usual.

It seemed that what she encountered yesterday was simply Nan Ke Yimeng.

"Miss Nakajima, good morning, go downstairs to wash, I'll wait for you at the door."

After saying this, Beichuan Temple turned and left under the strange gaze Nakajima Mihana couldn't tell.

It seems that he still needs to exercise today. If he doesn't follow the instructions of Beichuan Temple, maybe he will come over and take himself out again.

"That kind of thing happened yesterday."

Mioka Nakajima has a complex complexion.

She had to go. If she didn't go, the details about the female student yesterday would not be known from Beichuan Temple.

With such a complicated mood, Mihana Nakajima shuffled into the bathroom.

After washing up, Mikawa Nakajima wore a mask and sunglasses and followed Beichuan Temple out.

as usual.

It seems that nothing has changed.

In the silent and weird atmosphere, Mihana Nakajima just wanted to ask Beichuan Temple

"Do you want to know the follow-up of yesterday's hospital?"

Beichuan Temple suddenly spoke like a mind-reading.

"Ok."

"The girl's name is Sayuri Watanabe, and she is out of danger now. She is still alive, but she is unconscious and traumatized all over her body. She has now entered the icu ward to take care of her."

Beichuan Temple deliberately pronounced the words "out of danger" very clearly.

"Has it been out of danger?!"

Mika Nakajima approached Kitagawa Temple subconsciously, with an expression of expectation on her face.

Snapped!

Beichuan Temple raised her hand to a cane, and Nakajima hurriedly covered her **** and jumped forward two steps.

"It hurts!"

"It's almost out of the dangerous period, but I have other things I want to tell Miss Nakajima."

"Uh?"

"Watanabe Sayuri's parents have passed away. Grandparents live in the suburbs on the edge of Kanagawa Prefecture. If they are told that their granddaughter has suffered a major traffic accident."

Kitagawa-dera narrowed his eyes and continued, "No matter what you thought, Ms. Nakajima, I don't know why you have no energy, but I think for the sake of Ms. Watanabe in the hospital, you should raise your energy a little, right?"

"Mr Beichuan, what you said makes sense."

Mikan Nakajima pondered for a long time, whispering quietly.

"Anyway, I only have half a year left. If in these half a year, I can help this girl who suffered such an unfortunate fate because of me, I think I will be happy."

Especially the ups and downs of the other party's electrocardiogram is undoubtedly a stubborn cry for life.

It is completely different from her in the current game life, the other party is really trying to live.

Beichuan Temple looked at Mihana Nakajima who was muttering in thought, and his heart jumped slightly.

Good progress on his side.

The next step is to look at Sayuri Watanabe.

only

"This girl is too emotional, right?"

Seeing Sayuri Watanabe floating next to Mihana Nakajima with a crying expression, Kitagawa Temple deeply felt that the other party was not very reliable.