The next evening, Aoba once again came to the private hospital of the Sanno family.

It's just that this time Aoba didn't bring a bento.

"Aoba-kun!" Natsu, the king of the mountain who was sitting on the sand, saw Aoba happily get up and say hello, it seems that he has already lost his temper about yesterday's photo.

"Aoba-sama!" Battlefield Hara, who was also sitting on the sand and looking at a book, saw that Aoba also got up to greet him.

"It looks like it's a lot more than yesterday, and it's almost free to move, right?" Aoba hurriedly went over to help the battlefield Hara Fukiyuki and sat her down again.

"Since the beginning of this morning, I feel a lot stronger than yesterday. Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki replied.

"Okay, let's start today's treatment!If nothing happens, after this treatment, you should be able to be discharged from the hospital!" Aoba said with a smile.

"Okay, Aoba-sama. Do I need to go to bed?" asked Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki.

"No, it's okay here. Aoba waved his hand.

"Understood. Battlefield Hara Fuyuki's face flushed slightly, and he lifted the clothes on his lower abdomen, revealing his bandaged lower abdomen.

Aoba covered his hand over the lower abdomen of the battlefield Hara Fuyuki, exhaled the pure yang true qi, and began today's treatment.

Soon, the treatment was over.

Feeling that there was no longer the slightest abnormal tightness in his lower abdomen, Battlefield Hara Fuyuki stood up and moved, revealing a surprised smile.

"Aoba-sama, am I completely fine?" Battlefield Hara Fuyuki stared at Aoba with sparkling eyes.

"It's done, and the rest just go home and rest for a few days, so you can be discharged now. Aoba replied with a smile.

"Great, I'm going to get ready to be discharged. Mountain King Xia cheered, picked up the phone next to him and called the attending doctor, asking them to confirm that the battlefield Hara Fuyuki's injuries had healed.

"By the way, didn't Aoba-kun bring a bento today?Originally, I was looking forward to eating Aoba-kun's food today!" "While waiting for the doctor to come, Sanwang Natsu looked at Aoba who was empty-handed today and asked.

"I was discharged immediately. Come with me to my house in a moment and eat what I have freshly cooked!" Aoba replied with a smile.

Soon the doctor came over and finished the examination for Battlefield Hara's blowing snow.

Although the doctors were incredulous, this was the case, so Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki was discharged from the hospital.

And the mountain king Xia finally escaped from being grounded by his father to recuperate along with the battlefield Hara Blowing Snow.

Leaving the hospital, the three of them took Sanno Natsu's car and headed towards Aoba's apartment.

Along the way, the mountain king Xia was full of energy, and the battlefield Yuan Fuxue also looked relaxed, as if he was a bird that had finally escaped from the cage.

So the three of them arrived at the apartment together. Pushing open the door of Aoba's room, I saw the white ghost and the battlefield dance busy in the small kitchen in the room.

At the same time, a banner hangs in Aoba's room, which reads Congratulations to the battlefield Hara Fukiyuki and the celebration of the safe return of the mountain king Natsu, and there are some small decorations around it.

The reason why I didn't write the words congratulations on being discharged from the hospital was because I was afraid that the battlefield would be suspicious.

After all, Battlefield Hara Mai didn't know about Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki's hospitalization at all, so she just thought that her sister was pulled by the school's kendo club to participate in the club and help guide kendo.

"Sister, welcome back! Master, welcome back. Battlefield Mai immediately ran out of the kitchen. threw himself into the arms of the original blowing snow on the battlefield and hugged her, and then threw himself into the arms of the mountain king Natsu.

"Alright, you two sit down first! Aoba beckoned Natsu, the king of the mountain, and Fukiyuki to sit down at the low table, and pressed the original dance of the battlefield to sit down beside her sister.

"Sister. Master, you see, I hung up these things. Battlefield Mai pointed to the banner above his head and the decorations around him, showing off.

"Not bad. Battlefield Hara Fuyuki nodded lightly, as if he didn't care. It's just that the happy expression on her face that can't be concealed reveals her true mood.

"Yes, that's great, thank you for dancing. It was the mountain king Xia who generously said his words of thanks. And patted the head of the original dance of the battlefield with certainty.

So the battlefield original dance laughed.

"Xiaobai, are the preparations ready?" Aoba walked into the small kitchen.

"The vegetables and meat are all cut, and all that's left is to make the zuò. The white ghost reported.

"Okay, then I'll take care of the rest, Xiaobai, you can also go and chat with them!" Aoba said and kicked the white ghost out of the kitchen and got busy himself.

However, the white ghost is not born to talk, so even if he sits down at the table, he just eats snacks silently.

At this point, the battlefield Hara Fuyuki is very similar to the white ghost, and neither of them is a person who talks much.

On the side, the two of them, King Xia and the original dance of the battlefield, chatted enthusiastically, and soon even took out the game console brought by the original dance of the battlefield and connected to the TV to play.

"Hmph, master, the disciple has been cultivating hard during this time, and he will definitely defeat you once today. "The battlefield original dancer's eyes burned with fierce battle intent.

"Since you are so confident, then let the horse come!" "Mountain King Xia is so busy, looking like a master is lonely.

"Miss Battlefield Hara, do you want to eat potato chips?" On the other side, the white ghost took out a bag of potato chips and asked Battlefield Hara Blowing Snow.

"No, I'll just drink tea, thank you. The battlefield originally refused politely, so the white ghost took the potato chips himself and ate them.

Soon the potato chips were finished, and the white ghost took out another bag of jelly.

"Miss Battlefield Hara, do you want to eat jelly?" asked the white ghost again.

"You're welcome, I'm not very fond of snacks. Battlefield Hara Fuyuki refused again, so the white ghost nodded and ate to himself.

In this way, the battlefield original dance and the mountain king Xia are playing games in full swing, and the battlefield original blowing snow is drinking tea with the white ghost and eating snacks quietly as a beautiful girl.

The kitchen was filled with the squeak of hot oil tumbling and the sound of spatulas colliding with woks.

The alluring aroma spreads, attracting the battlefield original dance who is playing the game, and the character used is tortured to death by the opposing mountain king Natsu who seized the opportunity to use a combo.

However, the original dance of the battlefield was not discouraged and began the challenge of the next game.

It wasn't until the green leaves in the kitchen were finished frying and frying, and the dishes that were tempting to look at were put on the table with plate after plate, that several people put down what they were doing and prepared to eat.

"Alright, then let's have a toast to celebrate the return of Fukiyuki and Natsushun!" shouted Aoba as he raised the beer in his hand.

"Cheers!" Sanno Natsu also raised the beer in his hand, the battlefield original blowing snow and the battlefield original dance sisters were juice, and the white ghost was also juice.

Although the white ghost will not get drunk when he drinks, it is precisely because he will not get drunk, and at the same time, the white ghost will not taste wine, so the wine is not attractive to the white ghost, and the white ghost usually prefers to drink delicious juice.

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