The big man in black sneered: "Don't brag, who doesn't know that Miss Mieko is the number one beauty in our Japan, and there are countless people who pretend to know her, and there are still some credibility to say that a gorgeously dressed young man, but you are also worthy of knowing people with your poor and shabby virtue." ”

At this time, another big man in black also laughed: "Dare to rashly come to the door to pretend to be Miss Mieko, this guy seems to be looking for a fight." ”

Anxious and angry, I carefully put down the crockpot in my hand, and then stepped forward quickly. Pointing at their noses and cursing: "You watchdogs, you have eyes and don't know Mount Tai, what qualifications do you have to be proud in front of me." ”

I sneered, and my heart was very happy after scolding. You must know that when people are angry, they must not be forced, and it may be much more comfortable to scold and vent with vulgar language.

But after those men in black heard me insult them like this, how could they bear it? Their foreheads were bruised, their teeth were clucking, their fists were clenched, and they were about to rush to me, trying to beat me up.

At this time, I naturally couldn't let them bully, and I also put on a posture at the moment, as soon as they came up, I immediately shot back.

However, just as they rushed up to me and wanted to make a move, a familiar shout came from inside the door of the ward.

Soon, a young and graceful woman walked out. The woman was dressed in a pure white off-the-shoulder dress, with long hair and a shawl, and her beautiful collarbones looming, and the fabric of her dress was so white that it seemed to be transparent and slightly reflective, like the wings of an angel, but it was not exposed at all. The hem of the skirt is from low to high, elegantly slightly puffed, revealing the girl's pair of jade-white and slender legs, which made me suddenly shocked, and the slowest diamonds at the corners of her skirt were like countless beautiful morning dew. The girl's long seaweed-like hair fell over her shoulders. She wore a forehead ornament on her forehead, and the fine white gold chain made her long curly hair look pure and beautiful, and a diamond hung from the center of her eyebrows, which was unusually beautiful and dazzling, and the light seemed to be alive, like the moon, which made people marvel. And her eyes were as calm as the sea. She was as beautiful as a princess in an exotic legend, mysterious and pure, and she longed to hold all the good things in the world at her feet, just to make her smile faintly.

This woman in white is exactly the Mieko I have always had a great affection for, she glanced at me gently, her eyes were full of care, for fear that I would be hurt by the group of people in black, in the face of Mieko's seductive eyes, I couldn't help but feel a burst of secret joy in my heart. I thought that she really had affection for me.

As soon as Mieko came out, she immediately waved at the group of men in black under her, signaling them not to be rough with me, and then quickly approached me with light steps.

When she came to me, Mieko's eyes were full of excitement, and she smiled at me very happily, then pointed with her right hand to a doctor's office opposite, and she told me that the room was the attending physician in charge of her father's illness, and motioned for me to go with her to the doctor.

I picked up the crockpot on the ground, hugged it tightly to my chest, and glared fiercely at the men in black, cursing them mercilessly in front of Mieko.

When the men in black saw that I really knew Mieko, and had a good conversation with her, they all lowered their heads in shame, and didn't dare to refute a word.

After I finished scolding, I proudly followed Mieko into the office of the attending physician in the hospital.

The attending physician was a Chinese man in his seventies, and although he looked very old on the surface, he was in excellent spirits, and I knew that his medical skills were extremely high, because I had already seen his profile when I passed the bulletin board at the entrance of the hospital.

The profile says that he is an excellent doctor, and that he has studied medicine since he was a child. He has studied under the famous doctors in the United States. He has worked in the hospital for more than ten years and has presided over the medical affairs of the ward. He has in-depth research on the treatment of heart, lung, digestion and respiratory medicine.

He has worked at Harvard Medical School in the United States, teaching various theories and graduate courses for more than ten years. Peaceful, meticulous in learning, and unique in a dramatic way. A few years ago, I went to Japan to give lectures and was well received, but then I fell in love with the Japanese environment, so I simply immigrated to Japan and chose to stay in Japan as a doctor.

Mieko took a deep breath and asked the doctor, "Doctor Huang, given my father's current condition, when will he be able to speak?" ”

"This is mainly up to the patient's own will, to be honest, it is really a miracle that the patient can support until now, I know that there must be something or something in his heart that he can't let go, if you can fulfill his last wish, maybe there will be unexpected miracles."

"Let's go see the patient!" Dr Wong said.

Mieko took my hand and followed Dr. Huang and walked towards the ward.

In the bed in the emergency department's lobby, which was simply divided, was a patient of about fifty years old, his eyes open, but there was no trace of life in his eyes. The patient's mouth was half open, and a woman next to him was holding a glass of water and was struggling to feed water into his mouth with a small spoon, but I could clearly see that the food in the small spoon had just been put into the patient's mouth, and the food had already flowed out of the patient's mouth.

Seeing this, the woman shook her head and hurriedly wiped the water stains on the hospital bed with a handkerchief.

"This is my family's nanny, Aunt Yuzi." Mieko said softly to me.

I looked up at the babysitter named Sorrow and nodded at her. She smiled at me very politely, and I could see that she was a very well-bred middle-aged woman.

I walked up to Mieko's father and looked carefully at the patient lying on the hospital bed. The patient was very emaciated, his eyes were deep-set, his face was withered, his body was as thin as dry wood, he had no muscles, he was unusually shriveled, and he looked like a dry white bone, which was very terrifying.

Mieko said bitterly: "Ever since my father failed to find her mother, she has been depressed and listless all day long, like a lost soul, and has lived as a walking dead for more than twenty years. His greatest hope is to be able to see his mother, who has been missing for many years, as soon as possible. ”

To be honest, when Mieko said this, I was really sad for her, and I really wanted to release the ghost of Mitsuko Yamada in the sake crockpot in front of her, so that they could have a good family reunion.

However, I don't dare to act rashly now. Because they don't know that Mitsuko Yamada has been dead for more than twenty years, and that he has become a ghost, if I release Mitsuko's ghost now, then they will definitely look reckless and frighten the rest of the people in the hospital for a while. How can they accept this reality? Wouldn't this sudden turn of events frighten them?

To be on the safe side, I had to let Mieko know the truth of the matter in advance so that she could be mentally prepared in advance. Then tell her everything in the dead of night.

I coughed dryly and patted her on the shoulder, ready to wait for Dr. Huang to leave and find a quiet place to tell her the truth of the matter.

"Can you hear us talking? If you can hear it, just nod your head. Dr. Huang said as he approached the patient's bed. Later, the patient opened his mouth slightly, but could not speak, and then nodded slightly.

"Mr. Musashi, you roll your eyes." At Dr. Huang's signal, Mieko's father moved her eyes slightly.

"It's strange, Mr. Musashi's condition seems to be much better today, whatever he wants to eat, you can rest assured that you can give him food." Dr. Huang said to us with great concern.

Dr. Huang paused and continued, "Mr. Musashi suffers from idiopathic Parkinson's disease, which is extremely rare in medicine, and you should always help him massage more. Maybe it can touch his body and prolong his life. ”

Mieko wiped her moist eyes, looked at me, and then respectfully escorted Dr. Huang out of the room.