At 10 o'clock in the evening, everyone in the Miyamoto clan who could be contacted immediately rushed to their destination, the Affiliated Hospital of Nippon Medical University, which has the strongest advanced life-saving emergency center in the country, and the Central Department of Surgery, which is designated by the Ministry of Health and Welfare as a base for cancer treatment.

As the personal doctor of the Miyamoto family, Toshio Nagasawa also came here, as his name suggests, he frowned handsomely, looking at the coma of the old man Ryuzo, as if a real relative was suffering in the hospital bed. He brought a medical kit with him and immediately called the hospital's doctor to explain his condition to everyone on the spot.

As for Midong, as one of the first witnesses to the incident, together with Takuya Tokugawa, the chief biologist of ABT, he received repeated questions from his relatives in the whole family. This situation had already been carried out by the hospital once before they arrived, and now repeating it again, it is really more efficient.

As for the results of the diagnosis, it is naturally very intriguing.

The direct cause of the onset of the illness has been found, that is, the old man Longzang has ingested a very large amount of sugar, which can be known by blood tests. But if you want to say where the sugar comes from, you can only rely on asking family members and asking about the recent diet. It is not an autopsy of the body, even if the food is still left in the stomach bag, how can there be a reason to directly urge people to vomit?

Thanks to Meidong, she still has a reverie, whether there will be a combination of gastroscope + minimally invasive small tweezers.

So the situation became very delicate, and since Midong happened to be with his grandfather all the time last night and today, she really knew everything about his meals. As Dr. Yongzawa emphasized on the spot, Old Man Miyamoto was critically ill on the spot as long as he ate a piece of chocolate, so he couldn't see any sugary food in his daily diet.

Thankfully, the connection between traditional Japanese cuisine and sugar is alienated, and even if he occasionally eats bread, it is all customized and purchased from specialized merchants, so it does not cause a burden on his body.

Today, however, this is still the case.

It was late, midnight.

"Shizuko, why don't you go and rest first, and I'll take care of my father."

Her husband, Tomoya Miyamoto, stayed by his wife's side, and it could be seen that he was going out temporarily, and his chin and beard had not been cleaned up.

"No, Tomoya, let me spend more time with my father here."

Shizuko Miyamoto stared at the old man on the hospital bed. Half an hour ago, the patient was finally able to leave the ICU, but he still had not come out of the coma.

"Shizuko, it's getting late."

The husband again admonished his wife: "If we are tired, how can we take care of our father?" Look at Uncle Longjing, didn't Long Teng also rest. The level of care in this hospital is very high, don't we also remind the nurses to be on guard and notify at any time? So, ah......"

"Mother, father."

Mei Dong stood in front of the door and said softly: "The nurse can't be completely reliable, it's okay to have me with you for the night, you guys are tired, you should really go back to the hotel first to have a good rest." Uncle Zu has already booked a hotel, so it's better for you to get together, I believe he is also discussing matters with Uncle Longteng now, right? ”

As the words fell, Midong glanced at her titular father.

Tomoya Miyamoto.

This young man, who was only five years older than himself and was twenty-five years old......

His eyes flickered invisibly.

"Yes, Shizuko, Moko has a point. It's better for our family to stay together at this time, come back to the hotel with me. ”

The stepfather said softly to his mother, and said to Midong with a smile, "Mozi, are you sure you want to keep vigil in the hospital?" It's still hard. ”

"Thank you father for your concern, I don't care."

Midong responds to strange relatives with a perfect mask.

The mother, pear blossom, brought the rain, but still followed the advice of her husband and daughter, and left the hospital late at night to prepare for rest. What is certain is that they will be back here in seven hours at most. I don't dare to hope for recovery, but at the very least, we must know whether the old man is awake.

So in the blink of an eye, only Mito Aoyama was left in this ward, accompanying the old man in a coma.

Midong's expression was very calm, even extremely indifferent.

She completely ignored the old man on the hospital bed, but walked slowly to the floor-to-ceiling mirror, looking at and sorting out her image.

Because she left in a hurry, she is still wearing the same outfit she had in the company during the afternoon. Black heels, flesh-colored stockings, a gray knee-length pleated skirt and a white thin blouse, this outfit did not come from Miyamoto's wardrobe, but she had recently bought it at a high-end mall.

is a typical daily dress for working women, not a silly white sweet girl on campus.

First, she glanced at her legs, and then she glanced at the old man on the hospital bed.

She still remembers the first time she dressed like this, and the rest of the family was very surprised, but her dear grandfather was undoubtedly focused on her long legs.

"Humph......"

Softly, Midong picked up Prada's small handbag and walked out of the intensive care unit without looking back.

The long corridors, the quiet atmosphere, and the inpatient area of the Nippon Medical University Hospital in the early hours of the morning, there are people waiting in front of the nurses' desk, but who would deliberately pay attention to the departure of family members. Perhaps, if the police asked, the nurse who nodded at Midong would indeed explain something, but at this time and in the foreseeable future, who would do such an investigation?

Midong quickly walked out of the hospital.

This is Minato-ku, Tokyo, and although the hospital is silent, the outside world is bustling with activity. It may be past midnight and it will indeed reduce a large part of the flow of people, but as one of the most prosperous business districts in the whole country, its bustle will never go away.

Mito soon found herself in Roppongi and walked through one of its most famous attractions, the bar street.

It's a term that's been used for a long time, but as a specific place on the edge of Japan's embassy district, it's inevitable that it will become a gathering place for nightlife. Although most bars close at 2 p.m., the owner will not turn away customers even in the last hour.

"A cup of rum with ice."

In the dimly lit environment, everyone is quietly listening to elegant music and occasionally chatting quietly with friends. Midon's purpose is precisely this, she doesn't need to wait for the drinks to be served, she has already set her eyes on the old man beside her.

"And then to this Tokugawa-sir...... It's good to fill another glass too. ”