This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

As soon as Beichuan Temple came to the hospital, he saw a group of people surrounded by overlapping groups. Among the crowd, Mika Nakajima responded to the surrounding inquiries with a confused expression.

Why is Mika Nakajima not wearing a mask and sunglasses?

Beichuan Temple frowned.

But it's okay, he took out a big mask from his pocket and covered his face.

"I'm sorry." Bei Chuanji separated the crowd with strength, came to the surrounded Nakajima Mika, and pulled her out.

"North... Kitagawa...?" Mika Nakajima raised his 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 Beichuan Temple's cold voice came over:

"What's the matter?"

"Someone...someone got trucked...for me..."

Upon hearing this question, Mika Nakajima's eyes turned slightly red.

She blamed herself a little. This matter has something to do with her, and the other party also became like this to help her.

"Yeah?"

Bei Chuansi glanced thoughtfully at her empty back.

I see...

"I already understand the general situation. You need to pay the fee, right?" Beichuan Temple asked her, taking her out of the crowd.

"Yes." Mika Nakajima nodded dejectedly.

Looking at the crowd who were about to catch up again, Beichuan Temple felt that the celebrity was in trouble, so he said, "I'll pay the fee right away, put on your mask and sunglasses and go home first, and I'll take care of things here."

If Mika Nakajima stayed here, it might cause commotion in the hospital, so it's better to send her home first. Moreover, Beichuan Temple has already received a deposit of 10 million yuan from Mika Nakajima, so there shouldn't be much problem in paying the fee.

Mika Nakajima will definitely pay him back this fee, and Beichuan Temple doesn't particularly care about it.

"Okay..." Mika Nakajima now has an indescribably soft and well-behaved feeling, which is completely different from the usual feeling of a salted egg big sister.

She put on the mask and sunglasses, and walked out with her head down in a daze.

Looking at the back of Mika Nakajima going away, a ray of blackness flashed in Beichuan Temple's eyes.

From a certain point of view, this may also be an opportunity.

 …

"Judging from the current situation, although the patient was barely rescued, the patient is not out of danger. We have transferred him to the intensive care unit, and we will wait to see the follow-up situation. According to the current situation, the most serious problem of the patient is cerebral palsy. Internal trauma, if the follow-up condition is serious...the situation will not be optimistic."

After eight hours, the male doctor who finally completed the operation handed over the girl's mobile phone and other items to Beichuan Temple, gave a lot of instructions, and then left with a yawn.

Beichuan Temple responded humbly, but felt relieved.

Not completely dead.

Since he did not die, pure skin trauma and internal injuries are not a problem for the treatment of death energy, it only takes time to accumulate the treatment.

"Find an opportunity to ask Ms. Nakajima about the specific situation..."

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

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

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

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

The other party's physical body has not died, but the spiritual body has overflowed to form a good spirit——

"This situation seems a bit complicated."

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

Beichuan Temple has never tried whether the good spirit can integrate into his body that has not yet died.

It's just that the most important thing at the moment is to stabilize Sayuri Watanabe's dangerous situation, but the same Beichuan Temple doesn't dare to go too far.

If he entered the ward and cured the other party directly, it would be too shocking.

He has a way to hide his identity, but what about Sayuri Watanabe who has recovered?

Medical miracle? Being studied?

After thinking about it, Beichuan Temple made a decision: first climb up to the eighth floor with bare hands, enter Sayuri Watanabe's ward, stabilize her most serious brain condition, and spend time slowly repairing the subsequent physical injuries.

But climbing up to the eighth floor with bare hands——

Looking back at the towering hospital with flickering lights, Bei Chuanji muttered to himself involuntarily: "I need to find a chance to re-discuss the issue of remuneration with Ms. Nakajima."

 …

Mika Nakajima sat on the edge of the bed, looking dazed.

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

"If that girl didn't ask me and I didn't bother her, nothing would happen."

Nakajima Mika pulled her hair and sighed deeply.

She can barely sort out her mentality now.

There was no way for her to predict the sudden incident just now.

But at the root, she felt that she also had a reason, which was also the main reason why she blamed herself.

"I'm bothering Beichuan-kun again... Alas... I'm such a rotten person."

She was muttering to herself, just about to reveal a self-defeating smile——

'Please don't say that. '

There was a voice.

"who?!"

Mika Nakajima's nerves tensed, he jumped up from the bed and looked around.

The surroundings are empty, not even a ghost.

Could it be because I was under too much pressure, so I had auditory hallucinations?

Mika Nakajima walked around the room nervously, but found nothing.

Right.

She pinched her eyebrows.

It's already past ten o'clock in the evening, how could there be other people in my room?

"It's impossible for a spirit body to entangle me like Yingying said, right?"

Mika Nakajima joked to herself with a forced smile——

"I don't know what state I am now, but if you want to say that I am a spirit body, it seems that you are right."

The voice came again.

This time the voice sounded clearly behind Mika Nakajima.

Mika Nakajima's expression changed suddenly, her body stiffened like a robot with a leak and looked back.

There was nothing behind him, nothing.

"I'm right behind you."

Before Mika Nakajima could feel relieved, the voice sounded again.

Mika Nakajima jumped up, her mouth twitched, her complexion turned pale.

She laughed dryly at first, and then rushed to the door with her palm resting on the doorknob, and she hadn't started to twist it——

Click.

The door opened by itself.

Mika Nakajima stared stiffly at the door.

She saw a hideous-looking puppet lying at the door, and she could even see the human-like movements of moving button eyes.

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

Um?

Xi Kutiao jumped up from the ground pitifully, and couldn't help touching his little head with his chubby hands, as if he didn't know how to deal with the situation in front of him.

"I'm sorry, I seem... I seem to have frightened Sister Mihua."

There was another faint sound in the air.

Xi Kujo, who was standing on the floor, walked with clumsy steps, and after making a gesture of 'remember to keep it a secret from Brother Si' to the empty air, pale golden air gushed out of his chubby hands.

It's the same as sending kind thoughts to Hitomi Asamiya's mother-in-law Fuyuko Asamiya last time.

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

She was wearing the same plain private clothes as before, floating in the air.

Seeing that she finally appeared, Xi Jiutiao pitifully interrupted the transmission of good thoughts, and wiped her puppet's brow with her chubby arms, as if she was tired from the action just now.

After doing these actions, Nishi Kujo just wanted to continue making a few gestures to her.

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

"I already know, poor thing."

Xi Kujo's poor body paused, and the little head of the puppet looked back with difficulty.

At some point, a young man with a cold face was already standing behind her, staring at her expressionlessly.

"..." Xi Kujo was pitiful.

Slap.

Xi Kujo poorly chose to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead.

I didn't do anything, and Brother Si couldn't see anything.

The little puppet prayed so.

but--

"I remember that I just called just to ask you to give Miss Watanabe whose spirit body is still unstable to a stable spirit body?"

Beichuan Temple picked up the puppet from the ground, and stared at Xi Kutiao, who was motionless.

Under his aggressive gaze, Xi Kujo turned his head to the other side pitifully.

Pray for failure.

Fortunately, Beichuan Temple did not continue to blame Xi Kujo for being pitiful.

After all, the other party did a good job except for scaring Nakajima Mika to death.

He looked at Sayuri Watanabe who was looking at him timidly floating in the air and proposed, "How about we two talk?"

"Talk about...?"

Saiduri Watanabe only felt that this cold-faced young man was really scary.

Ruo Xikujo feels as warm as sunshine to her, but this young man feels like ice to her.

In particular, 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 and Miss Nakajima's attitude towards you, I want to make a deal with you."

Beichuan Temple's eyes shone with crystal brilliance, and the original cold tone seemed to have a devilish temptation in Watanabe Sayuri's eyes.

"What deal?"

The innocent girl couldn't help asking.

"A deal that does no harm to you will also do no harm to Ms. Nakajima. You should also be Ms. Nakajima's fan, right?"

Beichuan Temple took out Sayuri Watanabe's student ID. Next to her student ID card, there is a sticker of Mika Nakajima.

"I...I see."

Sayuri Watanabe swallowed.

She really liked Mika Nakajima's songs, but she also wanted to understand what was going on with her, how she became like this when she was conscious.

If the young man in front of me can solve his doubts...

Trading doesn't seem to be a difficult thing to understand.

 …

It was the first time for Mika Nakajima to sleep so comfortably. Ever since she suffered from leukemia, she was looking forward and backward every day, feeling worried.

Sleeping comfortably without any worries was basically an experience she hadn't had for a long time.

Knock Knock Knock——

There was a crisp knock on the door, Nakajima Mika subconsciously got up from the bed, raised her arms and began to change into pink and white sportswear...

"No!" Nakajima Mika reacted abruptly.

Didn't my room encounter a ghost yesterday? Why can I still wear sportswear with such a big heart? ! Besides, I don't know exactly what happened to the girl in the hospital. It's too much for me to obediently reflexively prepare for exercise...

Mika Nakajima opened the door with a sigh of relief.

Then she lost her temper.

Beichuan Temple was holding the rattan in his hand, his expression remained unchanged as usual.

It seemed that what happened to her yesterday was a simple Nankeyimeng.

"Ms. Nakajima, good morning, go downstairs and wash up. I'll wait for you at the door."

After saying this, Kitagawa Temple turned and left under Mika Nakajima's inexplicably strange eyes.

It seems that he still needs to exercise today. If he doesn't follow what Beichuan Temple said, maybe he will come over and carry him out again.

"That kind of thing happened just yesterday..."

Mika Nakajima had a complicated expression on her face.

She had to go. If she didn't go, she wouldn't be able to learn the details about the female student yesterday from Beichuan Temple.

With this complicated mood in mind, Mika Nakajima shuffled into the bathroom.

After washing up, Mika Nakajima followed Beichuan Temple out wearing a mask and sunglasses.

as usual.

Nothing seems to have changed.

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

"You want to know the follow-up in the hospital yesterday?"

Beichuan Temple suddenly opened his mouth as if reading his mind.

"Um."

"The girl's name is Sayuri Watanabe. She is out of danger now. She is still alive, but her consciousness is not clear, and her whole body is traumatized. She has been taken care of in the ICU ward."

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

"Already out of danger?!"

Mika Nakajima subconsciously approached Kitagawa Temple with an expectant expression on her face.

Snapped!

Kitagawa Temple raised his hand to touch a cane, Mika Nakajima hurriedly covered his buttocks and jumped two steps forward.

"It hurts!"

"It's almost out of danger, but I have other things I want to tell Ms. Nakajima."

"Well?"

"Watanabe Sayuri's parents have passed away, and her grandparents live in the suburbs on the edge of Kanagawa Prefecture. If they know that their granddaughter suffered a major traffic accident..."

Bei Chuansi narrowed his eyes and continued: "No matter what you think, Ms. Nakajima, I don't know why you have no motivation, but I think you should be more motivated for Ms. Watanabe in the hospital, right?"

"... Beichuan-kun, what you said makes sense."

Mika Nakajima thought for a long time, then murmured softly.

"Anyway, I only have half a year left. If I can do something for 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... that is undoubtedly a stubborn cry for life.

It's just that she is completely different from her in the game life now, the other party is really working hard to live.

Kitagawa Temple looked at Mika Nakajima, who was muttering in thought, and his heart skipped a beat.

He's making good progress here.

The next step is to look at Sayuri Watanabe.

only--

"Isn't this girl too emotional?"

Seeing Sayuri Watanabe floating beside Mika Nakajima with a crying expression on her face, Kitagawa Temple deeply felt that the other party was not reliable.

I want to talk about some places. Regarding those who keep saying that I write about girls, the problem is that there are some places where it is impossible not to write about girls. For example, in the last chapter, if I wrote about a man, Mika Nakajima cared so much about him, would someone jump out and say I am NTR? Surely it will? As long as you put yourself in the place and think about it, you will feel green, right? Anyway, I think it's not appropriate for the girl I've been shaping to care about a man like this. I'm always open to suggestions, but some places can't be written that way.