[Net King Doujin BG] Net King Zhihao wants to tell you

This love should be long-lasting, if you don't have the heart, I will rest.

19 true love

No matter how serious Shiori's tone was, Honda did not undo the stitches and re-sew them according to her request in the end.Regardless of the doctor's moral character or the deep friendship he has with him as a good friend of Ninja Yushi, it is impossible for him to persecute him.However, Honda also realized that their future dean's wife is not as "easy to bully" as in the legend, and judging by Renzu's appearance, she might be the next wife slave, so she made up her mind to please this brother and daughter-in-law .

Quickly wrapping the gauze around the wound, Honda carefully looked at his masterpiece, and had to admit that the gauze dyed yellow by the potion really didn't match the handsome and elegant Kansai wolf at all!

Just as Shiori looked at Honda expressionlessly, Honda studied the gauze on Shinobu's head, and when Shinobu stared at Shiori in disbelief, one of the little nurses who had just left opened the curtain and walked in.

"Doctor Honda, the CT room is ready...?" The little nurse looked at the three people with a strange atmosphere, tilted her head and blinked her big eyes for no reason.

"Ahem, then let's go to the CT room!" Honda coughed in embarrassment, pushing the mobile bed out.

Shiori glanced at Shinozu lightly, and then was about to go out, but was grabbed by Shinozu's wrist.

"Xili... stay with me..." There was a hint of pleading in Renzu's weak voice. It has to be said that a man who has always been noble and unattainable in front of everyone occasionally shows such an expression, which really makes people feel distressed.

Shiori withdrew his peripheral vision, and with a little effort, easily broke his hand out of his big grip, opened the curtain and walked towards the Ninzu couple who were waiting outside, apparently relieved a lot.

"It's finished?" Miho Ninzu asked, but her eyes turned to her own son who was pushed out later. When she saw that his forehead was wrapped with thick white gauze and bandages, she covered her mouth and let out a low voice. "Oh, why is it so serious, shouldn't it be disfigured?"

Honda smiled and replied, "Madam Renzu, don't worry, the scar will gradually fade after a few days of treatment after the stitches are removed. If necessary, go to the beauty department and use laser to remove the scar. It will never be disfigured!" Come on, let him rely on this good appearance to lure those butterflies and bees, and he won't be able to sting him to death!

Hearing this, Miho Ninzu breathed a sigh of relief, lowered her head to face her son's resentful face, curled her lips and said, "Actually, it's better to disfigure myself, lest those flowers and plants..."

"Mom! I still have to go for a CT scan!" Renzu stopped her from continuing, and looked at Shiori uneasily, but saw Shiori standing beside her father, with her head buried a little low, and he only saw half of her expressionless face.It seems that this time I really won't forgive him so easily, what should I do?

"Okay, okay, I got it, then hurry up, you've been tossing me in the middle of the night!" Miho Ninzu complained, standing by the hospital bed, nagging at him, holding on to the armrest beside the bed, and pushing the bed with Honda. Follow him to the CT room.During this time, Shiori stood by Ninzu Shinichi's side and followed closely behind them.

The CT results came out soon, and the film showed that apart from a slight concussion, Yushi Ninzu had no other problems.In the end, Honda decided to let him stay in the hospital for observation for one night, and then leave the hospital tomorrow, and then allow a family member to accompany him.

When Honda mentioned the word "accompaniment", Shinichi Shinazu gave Honda a puzzled look, why didn't he know that the hospital had an extra license for this.There are nurses in the hospital, so for common problems, family members are not required or allowed to accompany them at night.Honda blinked at him innocently, but it made him even more confused. Just as he was about to ask, Miho Ninzu pinched him secretly, and then said to Shiori while yawning, "Shiori, you should stay here. I will tell you tomorrow morning." Your dad will come and change it with you again! Oh, I’m old and I can’t stand it..."

Look, even her retreat has been cut off, no matter how helpless Xiori is, she has no choice but to agree.Seeing her agreement, he smiled weakly at his mother,

Secretly made a "powerful" gesture.

Shinobu Miho glared at him, then left with her husband and went home to catch up on sleep.

In view of the "special" relationship between the two, and maybe the two have conflicts that have to be resolved at night, in order to avoid affecting other patients, Honda opened the best single room with strong sound insulation in the hospital for Renzu. Luxurious ward.

However, he did not know that his good intentions were in vain.

Push Renzu to the ward to settle down, and let him finish taking the medicine. It is already past three o'clock in the morning.Originally, he was already exhausted after working all day, and after so much trouble at night, he still had to take care of this patient. He would definitely not be able to report to the company tomorrow, so Shiori wanted to call the secretary far away in Osaka to ask for leave. Waking him up at this time is better than getting revenge when he skips work tomorrow and gets caught by him.So after settling her feet, she went out and found a quiet place to make a late-night long-distance call to her great secretary. After being scolded for 10 minutes, Shiori was finally allowed to ask for leave, but the subsequent exploitation would be It's getting worse.

Walking outside the door of the ward, Shiori took a deep breath, thinking of the anxious person who didn't know she was leaving just now to make a phone call, then turned the doorknob, pushed the door open and entered.

It was very quiet in the ward. The light she specially adjusted to be very dim just now gently reflected the face of the sleeping person. The handsome face looked a little pale due to blood loss, and the lips that always smiled evilly were also a little dry. She was sipping, and the white bandage under the thin forehead hair, which was soaked in the yellow potion and smudged a little bit, irritated her eyes even more.

"Asleep?" murmured, Shiori walked lightly to the hospital bed, thoughtfully lifted up the quilt covering his body, comforted him, and then sat on the chair beside her , staring blankly at his sleeping face.

After a while, Shiori stretched out his hand, and gently brushed away the dark blue hair on his forehead, revealing the dazzling white. Even if the volume was kept very low, the low and hoarse voice was still very clear in a quiet room , "Didn't you use to be the military advisor of the tennis team? Shouldn't the reaction be good? Why did you fall so badly just by tripping?" He wanted to open his eyes, but was scared back by her next words.

"Ninato Yuuji, you know what, you really are an asshole."

The fingers under the quilt trembled slightly, of course Shiori didn't notice it, she just stared straight at the person on the bed, her somewhat tranced expression indicated that she was falling into memories.

"On the wedding day, when I threw the bouquet, you asked me why the bouquet was made of fake flowers made of silk instead of real flowers. I already told you that I was allergic to pollen. Obviously you didn't remember, but in the end Come and blame me..."

It is said that the person who pretended to be asleep even wanted to die, tried hard to recall what happened on the day of the wedding, and vaguely remembered that he had asked Shiori about bouquets, but he couldn't remember how Shiori answered at that time.

"There is no girl who doesn't like flowers, but because of allergies, I only dare to look at them from a distance every time. In fact, I should be happy to receive that bouquet of blue enchantresses. After all, it is the first time you have given us since we have been married for so long. My flowers. Sorry, because of pollen allergies, I even threw it and the flowers after it into the trash can, what a pity..."

【Shiori, do you really feel sorry? ] The fingers under the bed sheet moved again.

"The first thing I do when I get up every morning is to practice splits and side kicks on the balcony. You have never noticed it for more than two years. Sometimes I wonder if your insight has failed."

【Sorry, Shiori...】

"Didn't you say that you like the Chinese food I cook? Do you know that I didn't know how to cook a single dish at first, and I learned it for you. In fact, when I first got married, I didn't cook anything but breakfast. I won’t do it, if you hear it, you will be very disappointed, this is what you often call a virtuous wife..."

【Shiori, you are fine, really, I am not good enough...】

"Do you know how much I hate wearing those elegant and expensive suits, because wearing them, I have to put on layer after layer of makeup to not look like a child in the wrong grown-up clothes, that Makes me feel like a burden. I like t-shirts, I like jeans, I like slippers and sneakers, they make me relax, and if you can be a little bit more attentive at home, you can see me in the closet and shoes The collection in the cabinet, I cherish them very much..."

[I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...] Apart from this sentence, he really didn't know what to say.

Said everything plainly, Shiori walked out of the memory, turned to look at her husband who still had his eyes closed on the bed.Shiori suddenly smiled, leaned up, stretched out his right index finger to lightly poke his elastic cheek, and said softly, "So, I never deliberately concealed those things from you, you just didn't realize it... "

Shinobu resisted the urge not to grab Shiori's naughty fingers playing tricks on his face, deeply wondering if she knew he was pretending to sleep.

"But, I do have something to hide from you..."

The fingers that poked his face stopped suddenly, his eyelids trembled slightly, and he listened attentively to what she was going to say next.

"Do you know that there is a sentence in an ancient Chinese poem called 'If you don't have the heart, I will rest (Chinese)'?" After a pause, Shiori continued, "There are still four months...then in the days to come, husband, you Take your time to dig,...ah, I'm so sleepy...and oh, I haven't forgiven you yet..."

Then there was a rustling sound, and after a few minutes, everything returned to calm.Renzu quietly opened his eyes a slit, only to realize that Shiori was lying on the big sofa in the corner, sleeping with his back on his back.

His deep and far-sighted eyes were very clear under the dim and soft light. When he looked at the weak figure on the sofa, except for a trace of doubt and a lot of apologies, what remained was a gentleness that he hadn't even noticed.

And on the sofa, the person who was lying down with his back on his back didn't close his beautiful and juicy eyes under the long eyelashes.

Yushi, I have already given you a chance, and this is the last time. If it doesn’t work, the princess will really give up the prince after three years...