I am the one holding the Higan flower in my hand

Everyone in the ward was listening to the doctor's words carefully, except for Kuriyama Kuriko, who quietly moved to the door, fearing that a certain figure would appear at the door the next second.

Then she would be in bad luck. She was very clear about her position in Kibutsuji Muzan's eyes, without any narcissistic illusions.

Kuriyama Kuriko didn't care about Mrs. Purgatory's condition. If Mrs. Miyamoto didn't lend a helping hand, she wouldn't have thought of it at all.

Of course, although she had no intention of doing so, she would not refuse the gratitude from the Purgatory Family.

After all, if one day the identity of the ghost is exposed, this is a chance to survive.

Li Zi leaned on the threshold, thinking a little absent-mindedly. Inside the door were Mr. Purgatory, Dr. Hayata and Mrs. Miyamoto, asking about their condition. She glanced sideways.

Miyamoto Kuriko's mother communicated with the doctor about a stranger's condition in a soft voice, with genuine concern in her eyes.

She glanced at it and stopped looking, turning her gaze back to the corridor. The nurse ladies in white coats walked in a windy manner, all of them had serious and hurried expressions, and from time to time there were hurried shouts.

"Hey, there is an injured patient at the door, please notify..."

A round-faced nurse almost flew up in the corridor, "Is anyone free? The patient can't walk. Please help me lift him."

she yelled.

Kuriyama Kuriko looked at the nurse who was sweating for a few seconds, straightened up and said, "I can help."

The nurse who was looking for someone everywhere brightened up, and almost without any hesitation, she picked up Kuriyama Kuriko and ran downstairs, "I'm sorry to trouble you. I'm really busy today and the hospital doesn't have enough staff."

The nurse was embarrassed and thanked her profusely.

If it weren't for the lack of manpower, I would never bother the patient's family.

"It's okay, I'm very strong," Kuriyama Kuriko said, fearing that the nurse would see her thin body and think she couldn't help.

The nurse, who was in such a hurry that she didn't notice anything, subconsciously looked back at Gu Liang, who she was holding, and then couldn't help but loosen her hand a little, and her steps slowed down.

"How about..." Forget it, she was afraid that the patient would fall off the stretcher halfway through. It was fine at first, but now it was fine and he would die immediately.

With this questioning look, Kuriyama Kuriko was not convinced, and immediately rolled up her sleeves to show off her arm muscles.

"What are you doing?" The little nurse was startled and quickly pulled off Kuriyama Rishi's rolled-up sleeves. She hesitated to speak, "Okay, I believe you."

She was surprised that the little girl in front of her actually rolled up her sleeves in public.

"Women can't do this," the nurse thought for a moment, then lowered her voice.

Only then did Kuriyama Kuriko realize that this was no longer in the mountains. The women here valued their bodies very much, and it was not a lifestyle where they didn't care much about anything else just to have enough to eat.

"Oh," Kuriyama Kuriko responded dryly.

The little nurse noticed it, "You are a newbie, I know you don't care about this, hey~~~"

The little nurse said with a long sigh and a lonely tone. Then, she didn't say anything else, she just silently pulled Kuriyama Kuriko to the door of the hospital, where three injured men were lying at the door.

The nurse's harmonious face suddenly turned cold, and she led Kuriyama Kuriko to a man's side, and the two of them worked together to lift the man onto a stretcher. Originally, the little nurse wanted to lift the back by herself, but she didn't argue with Kuriyama Kuriko, "If you can't hold on, tell me earlier."

"it is good."

"How about I do it? It'll be easier ahead."

"No need," Kuriyama Kuriko said, looking at the back of the young nurse. The patient was lying on the stretcher, groaning, and questioning the two women.

"Can you guys do it? Don't throw me down."

Kuriyama Kuriko said nothing, the sweet smell of blood made her want to move.

Generate some ideas.

"Of course," the little nurse rolled her eyes, and she and Li Shanli carried the man weighing more than 100 kilograms, walking quickly and without any difficulty, "I have practiced it a long time ago."

The patient groaned and lay on the stretcher, looking left and right. When he was at the entrance of the hospital, the light was not clear, but now the light was very bright. He saw Kuriyama Kuriko at a glance, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

My legs seemed to suddenly stop hurting, and I almost sat up from the stretcher.

"Miss, what is your name?"

Kuriyama Kuriko heard the little nurse curse in a low voice. She raised her eyes to look at the food on the stretcher. She was so dirty that she suddenly lost her appetite, "Me?"

The tone was a little careless, even a little arrogant.

"Yes," the man's eyes brightened when he heard Kuriyama Kuriko's response. He placed his hands on the stretcher, as if he wanted to change directions on the stretcher.

If the patient moves around, the stretcher will definitely be a lot heavier.

"Don't move." No one will feel happy doing hard work, let alone this kind of thing. The little nurse has already scolded the person in her heart, but she can only shout loudly, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't itch." three words.

The man who was scolded started to curse.

Kuriyama Kuriko released a little force from his right hand, and the stretcher immediately tilted to the right. The man who was cursing immediately stopped cursing and let out a panicked cry.

Kuriyama Kuriko calmly applied force again, and the stretcher became stable again.

The man's face was ashen and he moved his mouth a few times, as if he wanted to say something dirty again. But after meeting Kuriyama Kuriko's cold eyes, her heart thumped inexplicably, and she shut up and lay down.

"We're here," the little nurse breathed a sigh of relief, put down the person, and pulled Lishan Lizi out.

After walking for a while, she quickly said, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. You came to help, but you encountered such a terrible thing." The little nurse was depressed and blamed herself.

"It's okay," Kuriyama Kuriko said indifferently, his eyes scanning the sweat on the little nurse's forehead, "Is it like this every day?"

"Ah, no, just recently, there have been two groups of people fighting for territory here. There must have been another conflict today," the little nurse waved her hand to explain the reason, "The hospital is not usually so busy."

"If we do this every day, wouldn't we be exhausted to death?"

The little nurse had a lively character, and the remaining two people were also carried over. She watched the two people being sent to the emergency room, "There shouldn't be any more people, and more than a dozen people have been sent intermittently. "

"Hey, I'm going to bandage them, and there are some that are not serious," the little nurse said with a sigh, looking down at Kuriyama Kuriko who was helping, "Thank you very much."

"It's okay, are you helping people bandage?"

"I'll go to the third room on the first floor first."

"Well," Kuriyama Kuriko waved to the little nurse and returned to Mrs. Purgatory's room. As soon as she entered the room, she received a look of loving condemnation.

Mrs. Miyamoto quickly walked to her daughter who had disappeared inexplicably. She took her daughter's hand and touched her again and again but found nothing was wrong. Then she lowered her voice and said, "Where have you been?"

If there weren't others present, she would definitely give a good talk to Kuriyama Kuriko. God knows how panicked she felt when she turned her head and saw her daughter was nowhere to be seen.

Mrs. Miyamoto endured it for a while, but still couldn't hold it back. She reached out and pushed the broken hair on Kuriyama's cheek behind her ear, "You can't disappear without saying a word, you know?"

Kuriyama felt her hand tighten a little, and she nodded, "Okay, Mom, the hospital was short of staff just now, so I went to help."

Mrs. Miyamoto felt much relieved after hearing the explanation, but she was still a little unhappy, "Why do you need your help for such a thing? You have such a small body to help others."

"I'm very strong," Kuriyama Kuriko muttered.

Mrs. Miyamoto heard this, pursed her lips and smiled, let go of Kuriyama Kuriko, and walked to Dr. Hayata, "Mr. Purgatory, I'll leave first. If you need anything, just ask Dr. Hayata and Dr. Hayata. I'll leave everything to you." "

"It is my responsibility to treat patients, Mrs. Miyamoto, I will do my best even if you don't tell me," Dr. Hayata said with a smile, "Don't worry."

"Mrs. Miyamoto, thank you," Anjuro thanked him loudly.

The teenage child had been paying attention to his mother just now. Mrs. Miyamoto touched Anjuro's head and praised, "What a good boy."

At the age of fifteen, in this era, many people are already talking about marriage and are treated as adults. But Mrs. Miyamoto did not think that Kuriyama was an adult at all. In her eyes, Kuriyama seemed to be only a teenager.

Taking Kuriyama Kuriko from the front to socialize, so that he can live independently for a long time, Kuriyama Kuriko feels a little uncomfortable.

You really don’t need to be reminded when you have to leave and say ‘goodbye’ to someone! ! !

You know it! ! !

Kuriyama Kuriko followed Mrs. Miyamoto's instructions with some embarrassment and said goodbye to everyone one by one.

"Sister, goodbye," Xingjulang raised his little face and spoke loudly.

"Well, goodbye, Anjuro."