I am the one holding the Higan flower in my hand

Mr. Miyamoto paid.

A family of four walked into the hospital. It was not the first time for Mr. Miyamoto to come here at this time, so the doctors and nurses in the hospital were not surprised when they saw their boss.

"Mr. Miyamoto," a man with thinning hair strode in. He appeared to be in his forties, wearing a white coat, and his Mediterranean hairstyle shone under the light.

Kuriyama Kuriko saw the glowing head for the first time and couldn't help but take a peek.

"This is Dr. Honda, who has made great achievements in surgery," Mr. Miyamoto introduced the two of them with a smile. "This is my son, Miyazukihiko. He is interested in pharmacology, so I brought him to the hospital for treatment." look."

"Hey, this is a tiger father without a dog son,"

Mr. Miyamoto said modestly, "Where is it?"

Kuriyama Kuriko was not interested in this aspect. She guessed that the reason why Kibutsuji chose the Miyamoto family was because of the resources of the hospital.

The hospital's resources might be able to make money. Thinking of this, she regained her energy.

Following Mr. Miyamoto, I got to know the doctors I met on the road and greeted them generously. But her mood was a little dull, and she could clearly feel everyone's attitude towards her and Muzan Kibutsuji.

Obviously she is the older one, so others will talk to Kibutsuji Muzan more.

Because he is a male, he will be the future successor of the hospital.

Everyone is thinking so.

Kuriyama Kuriko felt that she was a little unhappy, and she tried hard to suppress the unhappiness and the desire to kill because of the unhappiness.

huh~~

After becoming a ghost, I always want to use violence to solve everything when I think about things. It takes a lot of effort to suppress this impulse.

Kuriyama Kuriko looked at the young man in front of him who was chatting with others absentmindedly. This man's character was irritable, but he could suppress his true emotions very well when needed.

It seems that I still have a long way to go.

"Mom and Dad, I want to take a walk here by myself," Kuriyama Kuriko said softly.

Naturally, Mr. and Mrs. Miyamoto would not agree to let their daughter, who was visiting the hospital for the first time, visit the hospital alone. They would refuse even if they opened their mouths.

"Just let sister go,"

Kibutsuji Mumei looked at Kuriyama Kuriko with a calm expression, as if he could see Kuriyama Kuriko's irritable mood. The corner of his mouth curved in a slight arc, "Mom can accompany my sister."

"Okay," Mr. Miyamoto said with finality, "Heyin, you and your daughter will be together."

Kuriyama Kuriko hesitated for a moment, then took Mrs. Miyamoto's hand and walked quickly away from here. She felt that the violent emotion in her heart could no longer be suppressed. It was simply inexplicable, but she just had this emotion and couldn't control it.

"what happened?"

After walking a certain distance, Mrs. Miyamoto noticed that her daughter's pace had slowed down, and she realized something was wrong before she asked, "Is it uncomfortable somewhere?"

The woman was worried, frowning, and carefully asked her daughter, "I still don't like the hospital."

Looking back now, my daughter seems to have been unhappy since she came to the hospital. Why didn't she notice it before?

Mrs. Miyamoto's cautious concern made Kuriyama Kuriko feel a little uncomfortable. She was growing up in a big way. This kind of delicate emotion made her a little uncomfortable.

"It's okay, really." As soon as she walked out of the previous environment, Kuriyama Kuriko felt a lot more relaxed.

She was also a little confused.

Analyze what just happened in your mind and why you have strange interests.

Why did he feel uncomfortable and unhappy because those doctors were surrounding Muzan Kibutsuji?

Mrs. Miyamoto did not speak, but looked at Kuriyama Kuriko with her eyes seriously, "Don't lie to mother," she said, "Don't refuse mother's kindness, okay?"

Kuriyama Riko was about to speak.

"It's yesterday's sister,"

A familiar voice, Kuriyama Kuriko turned her head upon hearing the sound, a familiar hairstyle.

"Mr. Purgatory, Xingjulang, hello you two,"

Kuriyama Kuriko was surprised. After the accident, she immediately thought of something and became nervous all over. This person in front of her is the Demon Slayer's Pillar. I'm in trouble...

Don't hit it.

"How come you are here?"

Kuriyama Kuriko was the first to speak. His eyes fell on Flame Pillar of the Demon Slayer Squad. After looking at it for a few seconds, he suddenly realized something, "It's..." Someone must be sick.

Purgatory Makijuro forced a smile. Compared with last night, his whole person had undergone earth-shaking changes, as if he had aged five years overnight.

His face was covered with stubble, his hair was messy, and his clothes were wrinkled.

Purgatory Xingjuro subconsciously looked up at his father. Seeing that his father had no reaction, he hesitated for a few seconds and finally answered, "Mother is sick."

He said with sadness in his voice.

How could Mrs. Miyamoto have seen such a scene? She immediately squatted down, looked at Anjuro's level, and said in a slow tone, "Is it Anjuro? What is wrong with my mother? I can help arrange for the best doctor."

The depressed Purgatory Makijuro on the side heard the strange woman's words. After a dozen seconds of pause, he suddenly realized something and his fingers trembled excitedly, "Can you help?"

He was so excited that he stumbled over the words.

Mrs. Purgatory's condition worsened yesterday. Although she was rushed to the hospital in time, she struggled to get through the dangerous period. But the uneasiness in Purgatory Makijuro's heart never dissipated. He hoped that the hospital could arrange the best doctors.

But what patient doesn’t want to have the best doctor?

Hospitals need to follow rules.

The best doctors are always the busiest, and they don’t even know how many years and months they have been waiting for their patients.

"Of course," Mrs. Miyamoto naturally didn't just see a patient and go up to help. First, the Purgatory family looked haggard, second, they knew their daughter, and third, Mrs. Miyamoto wanted to give her daughter a good impression.

At this time, she misunderstood a little and thought Li Zi knew the two of them.

Purgatory Makijuro was so excited that he didn't know what to say, so he almost knelt down on the spot. Fortunately, Kuriyama Kuriko had quick eyesight and quick hands to stop him, "Mr. Purgatory, this is not the end, no, no, you helped me yesterday."

Even though her elders knelt down to her, Kuriyama Kuriko still couldn't accept it with peace of mind.

"I don't know how to thank you two," Purgatory Makijuro ignored Kuriyama Kuriko and Mrs. Miyamoto's repeated saying no, and bowed deeply to thank you, "Thank you very much."

"Hey, there's no need for that," Mrs. Miyamoto waved her hand, "Let's go see your wife together."

As a wife, Mrs. Miyamoto was naturally moved by Purgatory Shinjuro. He was truly a good husband...

Only then did Purgatory Makijuro remember that he still didn't know the name of the benefactor in front of him, "How should I call you two? I am Purgatory Makijuro, and this is my son Purgatory Anjuro."

Although Kuriyama Kuriko had already said his name just now, he solemnly reintroduced himself.

"My husband is Takashi Miyamoto, the operator of this hospital, and my name is Kazune Miyamoto," Mrs. Miyamoto introduced herself slowly.

For some reason, Kuriyama Kuriko thought of her new friend, Kotonoha, Zuhira. Zuhira was the other person's last name, and she did not use her husband's surname.

This is really strange.

So much so that when Kuriyama Kuriko heard it, he was stunned on the spot.

"Mrs. Miyamoto," Purgatory Makijuro cautiously led Mrs. Miyamoto to his wife's ward without any hesitation.

Kuriyama Kuriko and Purgatory Anjuro walked side by side behind, "How old are you?" They looked about the same size as the body simulated by Muzan Kibutsuji.

"I'm ten years old," Xingjuro's voice still had the milkiness that had not completely faded away, and it sounded soft and waxy.

His eyes are large and piercing.

"Sister, thank you very much," the boy who had his toes on the threshold of the boy said his thanks very politely.

"I didn't help much," Kuriyama Kuriko said honestly.

Her identity is all fake, so she has no ability to help. If you have to look into it more carefully, this Demon Slayer Hashira might have been grateful to Onibatsuji Muzan, if he hadn't implanted false memories into the Miyamoto family.

They won't have this luck either.

The world is really amazing.

"Really," Mrs. Miyamoto sighed.

She has briefly understood Mrs. Purgatory's condition, although she herself has no research on medicine. But after all, I have a doctor husband, so I can still tell whether it is serious or not.

Mrs. Purgatory's illness is very serious.

How could Purgatory Makijuro not understand something that was obvious to outsiders, but he was unwilling to lose his wife like this.

Why does my wife get sick? She is obviously such a good person.

Why is it that while I have been working hard to hunt ghosts and have never done anything bad, my family has to leave one by one.

Purgatory Makijuro's heart was in great pain.