149. Tears of joy after the burden is lifted

Time is like a speeding train that never derails off its knots, despite the noise being a nuisance.

Three days passed in a flash.

When you board a limited express train from Osaka into Kyoto, the mountains and plains are covered in yellow, and the dead leaves are swirling and scattered with the wind in the wilderness.

He's busy these days.

To be precise, it's busy with the lights.

After a brief exchange with that Imamura Takakuan a few days ago, Minamoto Yorimitsu decided to take the contract to Osaka to receive the equity, and the process was also very smooth.

However, after stamping a stack of documents and hanging up the position of special manager again, Yuan Laiguang did not leave, but was left by the enthusiastic people.

The executives of Kansai International Airport were hospitable, and the president was always with him, and in a few days, he was able to fully experience the luxury of Osaka.

This enthusiasm is a bit overdone.

Therefore, when those people later intentionally or unintentionally made clichés, Yuan Laiguang only passed over the lake in a more perfunctory way, but it also showed that he had no intention of interfering in the operation.

In the end, he got on the Shinkansen and returned to Kyoto alone in the eyes of those people wearing hypocritical masks.

"Boom-"

The low whistle of the engine faded away.

Turn off the engine and park the car.

Standing in front of the Kyoto University First Hospital, Minamoto looked at the brisk steps of the pedestrians as before, and after determining the direction, he walked straight in.

The central operating room on the top floor of the medical technology building.

At the end of the long corridor filled with the smell of alcohol, the walls of the room were hung with a red "In Operation" sign, and the atmosphere in the entire corridor was unusually silent.

There was only one person at the end of the hallway.

The petite figure curled up on a steel bench.

"Little vine."

Yuan Laiguang called softly.

The girl's body trembled slightly as she curled up in the steel chair with her head down, then lifted her tired cheek and looked at the tall figure standing in front of her.

"You... You're here..."

Her voice sounded a little dry.

It's like I haven't drunk water in a long time.

Yuan Laiguang glanced at the bright red surgical light next to him, looked around and found that there were no medical staff, so he asked, "How is the situation now?" ”

"I've been in the operating room for three hours since eight o'clock in the morning, and the doctor said there should be no problem..."

Sakuha's face is very bad, and his skin is no longer tender, although he says that it is no problem, but the more he talks, the quieter his voice becomes, obviously because he is worried about it.

Yuan Laiguang can understand when he sees this, let alone something like treating cancer, if he is a person who really cares, all major and minor illnesses are treated equally, even if he cuts his appendix, he is afraid that the other party will not be able to get off the operating table.

"Don't worry, this is not really a dangerous operation, it should be that you need to observe various indicators for a period of time after treatment, and there is no life-threatening one."

He comforted the little girl like this.

He had already learned from the doctor before, this kind of special drug therapy is very simple, that is, after injecting the medicine, look at the body's functional reaction, the worst case is that there is no effect, and the danger to life is not to come.

That's why he's back today.

Yesterday, Grandma Shimizu's attending doctor called to inform him that the medicine had arrived, and it was because he was treated this morning that he rushed back directly.

“... Hmm..."

Obviously, his words are quite effective, and the originally nervous Sakutsu Koto's mood seems to have eased a lot, or it may be because he is effective here.

"Have you eaten?" Minamoto asked.

"No, no." Sakutsu Xiaoto hesitated to answer, but soon seemed to be afraid that he would be angry, and his little face held back for a long time and added: "But I drank a lot of water." ”

"Do you want to take a urine test if you only drink water?"

His words startled Sakuha Koto, and it felt like he was back in the time when they first met, and he always liked to criticize himself by saying such questioning words.

But then he didn't say anything more.

Instead, there was a transparent plastic bag with two brown dumplings in it and a small bowl of plastic-wrapped kombu miso soup next to it.

"The Evil God"

"I brought you two siu mai outside, I know you're worried that Grandma Qing Shui has no appetite, but you have to force yourself to eat just such a thing."

Minamoto Raiguang put things in front of her and said in a calm but unquestionable tone.

"Oh... Oh..."

Saki Hatsu Koto took it in a daze.

Then put his hand in the bag.

He took out a piece of roasted wheat from the bag, accumulated some droplets of water on the skin, carefully uncovered the tissue paper under his fingers, and took a small bite in both hands.

Glutinous rice roasted wheat has a light taste.

Under the emotions of worry and fear, the person's sense of taste is suppressed, and the taste in the mouth is very small.

But the unlost heat is there.

Saki Chu Xiao Fuji took a small bite to nibble on the roasted wheat in his hand, and opened the slender bangs on his forehead, revealing those big psychedelic eyes looking at him.

At this time, Yuan Laiguang was standing by the windowsill of the corridor, and the light from outside, which was not strong, hit his face, as if forming a warm cascading halo.

In fact, since yesterday when the doctor informed her grandmother that she was going to enter the operating room this morning, she was full of anxiety.

Always afraid that something would happen on the way, or bad news would come while waiting, she couldn't sleep all night.

She seems to have overestimated her psychological defenses, and broke the original principle of [do not disturb] last night and sent a message to Yuan Laiguang.

However, he only replied that he knew.

After receiving this almost indifferent reply, Sakuhatsu Koto didn't think he didn't ask, but began to complain that he kept causing trouble for him.

After all, in her view, Lai Guang is very busy.

Those rich people seem to be busy.

"I'm afraid I'll bother him again..."

But he stood here even if he didn't speak.

Saki Hatsu Koto felt extra relieved.

This ambivalence of wanting to rely on him without causing him any trouble made her sad.

The promenade of the hospital fell silent again.

There was only the sound of Sakuhatsu Koto chewing.

This atmosphere did not last long, until the light sign in the operating room suddenly turned green, and Yuan Laiguang, who was standing by the window, looked at the door of the operating room.

"Katsa—"

Minamoto Yoriguang moved forward.

Sakuhatsu Koto also stood up.

A nurse walked out wearing a mask, looked around with a form and pen in her hand, and then said succinctly: "The patient's family came and signed." ”

"Signed at the bottom?" Yuan Laiguang took the pen and looked at the surgical sheet form in the nurse's hand.

"Are you an immediate family member of the patient?"

"I'm not, but I..."

"Your boyfriend can't sign it, you can sign it yourself."

Before Yuan Laiguang finished speaking, the female nurse glanced at him suspiciously, then at the little girl next to her, and then interrupted him directly, grabbed the pen and looked at Sakutsu Xiaofu who was standing next to him.

"Okay." Minamoto Raiko's eyelids jumped.

Sakutsu Koto was stunned for a moment, a little at a loss.

Then Mi Mi Hu came over and signed his name on the operation sheet under the reminder of the nurse.

Seeing that the nurse took back the list and was about to enter the operating room, Yuan Laiguang stopped the other party in a loud voice, and then asked, "How is the patient's condition now?" ”

"The treatment is very smooth, the body surface characteristics are normal, there is no rejection reaction, but the recovery of the drug has to be temporarily observed, and I can return to the inpatient department after a while."

The nurse gave a succinct answer.

"I'm in trouble."

Minamoto nodded.

Although the nurse closed the door of the central operating room again, the light that had turned green did not turn red again, giving people a sense of stability.

Then I looked back at the little girl who was standing in place.

I found that at this time, Sakutsu Koto's eyes were already red, and the crystal tears still fell after swirling, but they were just tears of joy.