This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Suzuki Fumi was also very happy to hear the words of Beichuan Temple so sure. He kindly invited: "Master Beichuan hasn't eaten yet, right? Today is Saturday, and there are a lot of ingredients that patients like to eat in the cafeteria. , Just let us have dinner."

Indeed, Beichuan Temple came all the way and wasted a lot of time with Last Yuexiang and the few patients.

Suzuki Fumi mentioned that he really had a sense of fasting, and he agreed and responded: "I happen to be a little hungry too."

Fumio Suzuki sent back to work with several doctors who had already eaten by his side, and walked to the separate patient dining hall with Kitagawa Temple and Shang Yuexiang who had been busy all morning.

The cafeteria here is similar to a normal school cafeteria, but there are only three windows, for two patients and one for staff.

The shiny iron dining table lined up, and the environment was very clean, without the slightest smell of disinfectant.

There are two front and back entrances, and both are equipped with security guards to prevent some patients from suddenly falling ill during meals.

The patient’s usual diet is a set meal that needs to be matched, which is also called a “fixed meal” as the saying goes. They have no choice.

According to Yi Shang Yuexiang, that is, today is Saturday, patients are allowed to be willful once, allowing them to choose other set menus.

"I am ashamed to say." Suzuki said while lining up: "Ibaraki Prefecture's Second Mental Hospital, I feel that the only thing I can tell is this canteen. I made a special trip to some restaurants to hire a few chefs. Later I will let them take care of us specially in terms of food."

With that, Suzuki Wen also squeezed his eyes at Kitagawa Temple, obviously confident in the chefs he had invited.

"Let's wait and see." Beichuan Temple replied briefly.

Soon the canteen lined up to the group of Beichuan Temple and Suzuki Wen.

Sure enough, the cafeteria has a richer menu every Saturday. In addition to some nutritious meals, there are also special barbecue sets.

The roasted meat exudes the smell of spices, and it oozes out traces of oily stains as the machine rotates round and round.

"Thank you, Master Ueno, for three yakiniku set meals." Suzuki greeted him intimately.

Beichuan Temple glanced at the menu, and after a little thought, he refused: "I don't need it. The barbecue set can be eaten anywhere outside. Compared to that, I would like to try the nutritious meal of Dean Suzuki. "

Indeed, you can find barbecue set meals at any family restaurant outside.

Therefore, it is better to try the patient nutrition meal here.

If you have learned it, you can try to do something for her when Eri Beichuan gets sick.

"Then just let Master Beichuan." Fumi Suzuki didn't care about Beichuan Temple's choice either.

The three of them waited at the window for about thirty seconds, then each took the plate and sat down on the iron table on the side.

I have to say that the patient's meal in Beichuan Temple is different.

Light mashed potatoes sprinkled with artificial green onions. Minced meat is finely cut into small tufts.

These two are placed in the main dish groove on the dinner plate, and one or two washed small tomatoes are placed in the side dish circular groove on the other side.

In addition to the above things, there is also a bowl of soup where you can't see the oil stars in Beichuan Temple.

"All said, Master Beichuan, the taste of the nutritious meal is not very good." Suzuki Wen shook his head.

He and Last Yue Xiangshou only carried a tray inside, and there was an iron bowl inside the tray.

The white-flowered rice is covered with greasy barbecued meat. The taste of the rice and the sauce are combined, giving off a tempting smell.

Beichuan Temple did not refute him, and simply replied: "Nourishment is good."

After saying this, Beichuan Temple moved his chopsticks on his own.

"The idea of ​​Master Beichuan is really not understood by ordinary people."

Suzuki Wen praised, and began to eat.

"" Beichuan Temple.

I have a meal, you also want Master Beichuan? Is it different for me to eat a meal?

Beichuan Temple’s face did not change at all. After a sip of the soup, he ate some mashed potatoes.

Repeating these actions for about three minutes, Beichuan Temple stood up and picked up the dinner plate: “I’m almost here. The director and Dean Suzuki used it slowly last month. I will go back to the hospital and have a detailed look at it for tomorrow night. To prepare for it."

"Ah" Suzuki Fumi glanced at the dinner plate of Beichuan Temple subconsciously, and then smiled and nodded: "Of course, Master Beichuan can be so concerned about the affairs of our hospital, and I am very touched. If you have any request, I will try my best to ask the doctors and nurses. We report that I have notified them in advance."

"Thanks to Dean Suzuki for your cooperation."

Beichuan Temple held the dinner plate, wiped his mouth with the included napkin, and left.

Suzuki Fumi watched Beichuan Temple away, smiled and greeted Shang Yuexiang on one side, and then began to eat again.

Let's not talk about Suzuki Wen and Shang Yuexiang.

There are two things that confuse Beichuan Temple now.

One is the identity of the shovel resentful spirit.

According to Ino, you can basically lean in the direction of the doctor.

"The doctor who recently disappeared, there was indeed such a report in the news yesterday."

‘Patient a, patient b, doctor c are missing’.

"Is it possible that the shovel resentment that appeared recently was transformed by the doctor?"

But if so, why did the doctor disappear? In front of this hospital, is there a legend of resentful spirits?

Beichuan Temple felt that this point must be clarified, and the name and identity of the missing doctor should also be clarified.

The second is about the performance of the shovel resentful spirit not attacking the living.

"If it's as I imagined it is"

Beichuan Temple's mind became alive.

The road ahead is still rugged and unclear, and the truth is still hidden at the bottom of the lake.

But now he has the key to the truth in his hand

Thinking about this, Beichuan Temple didn’t hesitate to move and stepped up the stairs.

Nurse station on the second floor.

Beichuan Temple said hello from a distance: "Shangyuan nurse, Gaocheng nurse, we meet again."

"Master Beichuan, hello."

The nurses from Shangyuan and Gaocheng who were on duty looked at Beichuan Temple as they walked over and nodded politely.

"I have something to ask Nurse Shangyuan and Nurse Gaocheng."

Beichuan Temple simply and decisively expressed its intention.

"Excuse me." Nurses Shangyuan and Nurses Gaocheng stopped their work.

"Is there anything strange about this second mental hospital?"

"Strange things? It shouldn't be today"

Nurse Shangyuan and Nurse Gaocheng looked at each other strangely.

Didn’t the two of them just talk about the shovel man today?

Beichuan Temple knew that they should have misunderstood, so he considered the sentence and asked again: "I want to ask if there are any other strange rumors here before the shovel man happened?"

"You say that, it seems that there are some strange rumors. But those are all used by colleagues in the hospital to joke. Compared with the real thing that Nurse Gaocheng and I saw with our own eyes, those rumors are not a big deal." The nurse in the garden said thinking.

Hearing this sentence, Beichuan Temple's heart jumped: "Please ask the nurse in the garden to tell me what the rumors are."

"Yeah." The nurse of Shangyuan said, lying on the counter of the nurse station: "I heard it was in the office building. I heard some colleagues on night shifts say that they often hear strange noises.

"What kind of strange sound is it?"

The nurse in Shangyuan shrugged and said that he couldn't answer Beichuan Temple's question: "I don't know this, and the colleagues didn't hear it clearly."

Strange noise from the office building

Beichuan Temple frowned and asked, "Do the two nurses know the identity of the doctor who recently disappeared from the Second Mental Hospital?"

"The missing doctor? Master Beichuan asked Dr. Narumi, right?"

Nurse Gaocheng, who hadn't spoken all the time, reacted: "If you want to say that the doctor who hasn't seen you for a long time is probably only Dr. Narumi."

"Dr. Narumi? Takashiro, are you talking about Dr. Narumi Kawakami?" The nurse at Shangyuan straightened up: "It's true that Dr. Narumi hasn't shown up for a long time."

Kawakami Narumi?

Hearing this name, Beichuan Temple cast a questioning look at the two.

"Ah, sorry, sorry, the two of us are used to chatting." Nurse Gaocheng was not as embarrassed, she turned over the desk, took out a document and placed it in front of Beichuan Temple.

This is a qualification document.

The photo frame on the far right is a young man with gentle eyes wearing glasses with a blue background as the background.

"Doctor Kawakami is very good. It is said that he is a doctor who graduated from the Department of Medicine of Dongda University."

"Students who graduated from the Department of Medicine of Dongda University come to be doctors in a mental hospital?"

Beichuan Temple hasn't seen the column of the school where he graduated. After hearing these words, he couldn't help raising his head, and there were some fluctuations in his voice.

In order to avoid hydrological suspicion, a popular sentence among Japanese high school students is used to explain the difficulty of entering the Tohoku University School of Medicine (Science 3).

‘Only aliens can enter the Faculty of Medicine at the University of Tokyo! ’

Such students must come out from the international hospital in Tokyo, but why did Narumi Kawakami come to this little-known mental hospital to become a doctor?

Beichuan Temple, a former medical student, clearly understands the difficulty of entering the Faculty of Medicine of Dongda University, so his mood fluctuates.

"Dr. Narumi said that he wanted to improve his knowledge in all aspects and lay the foundation for his future career in Tokyo. And I heard that Dr. Narumi's father died young and his mother was also seriously ill. He has been relying on the hospital under Suzuki Pharmaceutical."

By the time the nurse in Shangyuan said this, Beichuan Temple had already understood it.

It is estimated that as a condition of negotiation, Suzuki Pharmaceutical's hospital accepts Dr. Narumi’s mother free of charge, and Narumi Kawakami works here.

When his mother had a good end, Narumi Kawakami planned to go to Tokyo alone to start a career.

"Doctor Narumi is a pretty good person, Master Beichuan."

Nurse Gaocheng pulled back the qualification form, and then said: “We thought that young people who graduated from the Faculty of Medicine at East University would be difficult to get along with, but Dr. Narumi is fundamentally different from the gilded little ghosts who came here. He is very polite to everyone, occasionally They will also share the specialties we brought back from our hometown to eat."

"More than that, Dr. Narumi will take the initiative to say hello when he meets an older senior. There is no arrogance at all. Even Dean Suzuki has said that as long as his side is going well, he intends to let Dr. Narumi take over this hospital."

Nurses Shangyuan and Nurses Gaocheng started to gossip again.

"Does Nurse Shangyuan and Nurse Takajo know anything about Dr. Narumi?"

Beichuan Temple has some speculation in his mind, but it hasn't completely sorted out it yet.

"If you don't have any, I just remember that I am a very good person, and then I will be the nurse of Qiao Nai."

"Kawakami Narumi is Nanami's nurse doctor?"

Beichuan Temple's body is close.

"Yeah. Kona has always been in charge of Dr. Narumi before, and the relationship between the two is pretty good, but Dr. Narumi hasn't been here for a long time recently. So I guess Kona’s deterioration is also part of the reason."

"Trouble you two, I want to see the information about the missing mental patient." Beichuan Temple asked, who had almost sorted out.

"It's not a big problem."

Nurses Shangyuan and Nurses Gaocheng took out a large stack of materials in a very refreshing manner, and then took out two stacks of materials from it.

The case records are neatly written on it, the daily medication situation, and there are sticky notes hanging in some places, and most people may be dazzled at first glance.

But Beichuan Temple didn't care about these things. He skipped these things and didn't even read the name.

Subsequently

His pupils shrank slightly.

Just when Beichuan Temple wanted to raise his head to ask something, his eyes turned.

I have a pair of eyes watching myself.

It was a pair of kind black eyeballs.

It was so gentle that it was mixed with purely kind eyes.

I don't know when, Suzuki Fumi has already arrived behind Beichuan Temple.

He squeezed his chin, looked at the materials held in Beichuan Temple's hand, and asked, "Master Beichuan, how is the investigation going? Have you found any new developments?"

Beichuan Temple's face remained unchanged, and he replied in a plain tone: "I found something."

"Oh?" Suzuki Fumi was interested: "What did Master Beichuan find?"

"Sit and talk."

Beichuan Temple did not squint, and looked at the other party's proposal with clear eyes.

The two leaned on the bench and sat down.

Beichuan Temple took the warm water handed by the nurse from Shangyuan, took a sip and said:

"This incident should be blamed on resentful spirits."

"Yeah." Suzuki Wen also held the disposable paper cup in his hand, and nodded in response.

"If I didn't guess wrong, it should be the resentful spirit of Dr. Narumi Kawakami in this hospital."

"Doctor Narumi?!"

A look of surprise appeared on Fumumi Suzuki's good face: "What happened to Dr. Narumi? Is he dead?"

"This is just a guess at best, and it may not be Dr. Narumi."

Beichuan Temple raised his eyebrows: "Except for Dr. Narumi, it may also be the resentful spirit of the two mental patients, but because of the fact that the resentful spirit is composed of people resenting the living, let's think about it."

"Given the mental state of mental patients, I think it is difficult for them to form a spirit body, so I think that shovel resentful spirit is Dr. Narumi."

After saying this, Kitagawa Temple did not rush: "Please rest assured, Dean Suzuki, that my work will definitely end tonight or tomorrow night."

"That really troubles Master Beichuan."

As if relieved, Suzuki drank the warm water in his hand before leaving here with a smile.

Beichuan Temple on the other side was like a okay person, thanking for returning the information to the two nurses and then leaving.

Both sides are in peace.