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Search keywords: Protagonists: Kunimitsu Tezuka, Shusuke Fuji┃Supporting roles: Ayana Tezuka, Shuichiro Oishi┃Others

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☆, the first movement

"Fu Er is back."

Oishi Shuichiro drank the sake in the glass in one gulp, and told Tezuka the news.

It was getting late, and the office workers in twos and threes in the tavern were already slightly drunk, discussing some work and women's topics loudly around.

"He went back to Japan?"

Tezuka turned his face to look at Oishi who was pouring wine into the glass.

"Well, it seems that I am planning to take up a permanent position in the hospital here."

When he graduated from high school, Fujisuke left Japan to study surgery at a medical university abroad.Since then, ten years have passed.

"How did you decide to come back?"

When Fuji studied medicine abroad, his grades were outstanding. After graduating from university, he directly entered the surgery department of a large foreign hospital. In terms of salary and working environment, it must be better than Japan.

"Bu Er said he wants to come back, and his father's physical condition does not seem to be optimistic."

After speaking, Dashi took another sip of wine.

Oishi Shuichiro is now also the chief physician of the orthopedics department of a large hospital in Tokyo. Unlike Budu, he has never traveled abroad.

Although we are separated from each other, Oishi has never lost contact with most of his classmates who have swayed their blood on the tennis court. This is what Tezuka also admires Oishi very much.

"What disease?"

"Not sure, you also know that Buer doesn't like to talk about this kind of thing."

"Is their family still in Tokyo?"

"Yes, but his sister has already married and moved out, Yu Tai-kun has also gone to work elsewhere, and there are only his parents at home."

Tezuka stopped talking.

Tezuka is a retired tennis player who has won the Australian and Wimbledon Grand Slams in his career and is a sensation in Japan.

If he wins the French and Wimbledon championships again, Tezuka will become the No.1 player in Japanese history to win the four Grand Slams.But the world of sports is a world where the weak prey on the strong. If you don't show your best strength when you are young, the young players will catch up immediately.The humble junior may still say to others this year: "The one I admire most is Tezuka-senpai!" Next year, he will be able to stand face to face with Tezuka on the pasture and beat him mercilessly.

Tezuka's left elbow was injured by an arrogant senior when he was in junior high school. He thought he would be fine after treatment, but years of high-intensity training eventually became the factor that induced the old injury.

In the eyes of the outside world, Tezuka Kunimitsu was forced to retire because of "recurrence of old injuries", but only Tezuka himself understands that this is just an excuse.

Now Tezuka was invited to be the coach of tennis players. Facing a group of immature middle and high school students, he suddenly saw his own shadow.

Speaking of which, recent athletes are getting younger and younger.

"By the way, Tezuka's test results came out a few days ago."

Dashi seemed to remember it suddenly.

"The result is not bad. It doesn't prevent you from continuing to play tennis. Of course, I mean the amount of exercise as a coach."

Tezuka has devoted himself to the training of professional tennis players since graduating from high school, and the only classmate and friend who has been in constant contact with him is Oishi Shuichiro.When I returned to Japan this time, I entrusted him as an orthopedic surgeon for all the physical examinations.

"I'm sorry, Dashi."

"Where?"

Tezuka expressed his thanks and poured himself another glass of wine.

"Did Tezuka and Fuji lose contact after graduating from high school?"

"That's it."

"The relationship between you two was so good at that time, what happened?"

Tezuka sketched out the unique face in his mind, with curved eyebrows, smooth honey-colored hair obediently attached to the base of the ears, and his blue eyes seemed to be an unfathomable ocean.

"No, nothing happened."

Tezuka wanted to meet Fuji, and it was enough to talk about the past few years.

Ten years of professional career has made Tezuka's figure much stronger than in high school. Because he is often outdoors, his skin is quite dark, although Tezuka is still the fairer one among a bunch of athletes.

I don't know how it is now.There must have been corresponding changes, maybe there will be a beautiful girlfriend.

"No, I want to say hello to you."

"Say hello to me..."

"Tell me I want to see you."

Tezuka's brown eyes trembled slightly.

☆, the second movement

The next day, Tezuka left home at seven o'clock to go to work in the training center, because he had to go for a morning jog with the players, and he never had breakfast at home.

The drink with Oishi went on late the night before, but neither alcohol nor sleep hindered Tezuka, and there was no sloppy wake-up speed as if nothing happened last night.

After returning to Japan, Tezuka did not live in his parents' house. For the convenience of work, he rented a house near the tennis training center. Although it was a small single apartment, it had everything you need.

After last night, there was no mention of the topic of Fuji Shusuke.

It has not been long since Tezuka announced his retirement and returned to Japan as a coach. The scenery on the way to work is not familiar to Tezuka. The morning sky is a bit cloudy, and the sun is struggling to reveal a glimmer of light from the clouds.Tezuka felt that it might rain a little in the past few days.

After organizing the team members to run in the morning, Tezuka and most of the team members went to the canteen of the training center to have breakfast together. After receiving the ochazuke from the auntie in the canteen, Tezuka specially found a relatively quiet place.

No two is still in the original home.

In junior high school and high school, the two of them almost always went to school together. Fujiya was the only way for Tezuka to go to school. Every time Fujiya opened the door one second before Tezuka passed by Fujiya. , Tezuka smiled and said: "What a coincidence, let's go together."

After a long time, it seems to have become a fixed pattern. Even when Fuji failed to show up on time, Tezuka would habitually stand by his door for a while.

Turning to the last page of the notebook that I carried with me, in the upper left corner of the slightly yellowed paper, Fujiya's phone number is recorded in that position.

This record book is used by Tezuka to record some important things or phone numbers. The opportunity is that Tezuka’s mobile phone was accidentally smashed several years ago, and he lost all his contacts. It took a lot of time to retrieve most of them. After getting the phone number, I developed the habit of recording on paper.Even though smartphones now have all kinds of ways to save contacts, Tezuka has stuck with the habit.

How many years ago?When recording all the contacts in the notebook, a string of numbers suddenly appeared in Tezuka's mind, and he subconsciously wrote this number down to the last page, only to remember after a while that it turned out to be Fujiya's number.

Not surprised when he memorized this number, Tezuka stared at the string of numbers for a long time, and finally wrote the word "Fuji" lightly behind the string of numbers.

Tezuka was glad that he left this string of numbers at that time. After so many years of busy life, he had long forgotten the phone number of Fujiya.

Just asking hello.

Tezuka looked up at the clock, it was almost noon, it shouldn't be inconvenient to call at this time, besides, Fuji also said that he wanted to see himself.

Once he made up his mind, Tezuka, who has always acted vigorously and resolutely, no longer hesitated. He got up and walked to the public phone outside the gymnasium, and dialed the number recorded in the notebook. After a while, the other party picked up the phone.

"Hello, this is Fujiya."

A female voice came on the phone.Tezuka groped in his memory, the voice should be that of Fuji's mother.

"Hello, I'm looking for Buer...Fuer Zhouzhu."

"Ah, okay, please wait."

The noise of being put on the table came from the phone, and Tezuka secretly thought that he forgot to report his name just now.

After waiting for too long, Tezuka felt that the phone was picked up again.

"Hello, I'm Fuer Zhouzhu."

Familiar voice.

Tezuka didn't speak for a while, but the other party didn't seem impatient at all, and waited silently.

"Are you Tezuka?"

"what."

This time Tezuka answered very quickly.

"Sorry, I was just distracted."

Tezuka apologized for his momentary gaffe, and didn't have time to think about how Fuji guessed his name from that silence.

"It really is Tezuka."

"Dining with Dashi last night, I know you are back, and I want to say hello to you."

"Well, speaking of it, Tezuka also just retired and returned to Japan, what a coincidence."

The voice sounded very clear, and it seemed that the other party's smile could be felt in the tone.

Tezuka was not very good at talking, and he didn't know what to talk about after finishing greetings, but he quickly adjusted his posture and asked: "Oishi said that you have decided to work in Japan."

"Well, I've been working on this for the past few days."

"Hospitals in Japan should be busy."

"Actually, hospitals in any country are similar. It is more convenient to take care of family members here."

"I heard from Dashi that your father is not in good health?"

The other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds, and Tezuka felt that he shouldn't ask Fuji this question.

"Hey, Tezuka."

"Well, I'm here."

"Let's meet up."

☆、The third movement

The meeting place with Fuji was decided to be at a Japanese grocery store not too far from Tezuka's apartment.

At seven o'clock in the evening, it was past dinner time, the store door was opened from the inside, and a young man and woman walked out. Tezuka turned sideways to make way for them. Warm hello.

There were no customers in the store, and Tezuka saw the honey-colored figure looking out the window at the back of the store at a glance.

Tezuka walked towards Fuji, and Fuji seemed to have noticed him, and nodded at him with a smile, as if saying, "You're here."

The coffee on the table was half drunk, Tezuka asked, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

"No, it's just here."

It was early summer, and it was still a bit chilly at night, so he was wearing a white shirt and a blue sweater over it.

Tezuka looked at Fuji's face carefully, perhaps because of the navy blue color of his coat, his face looked a little pale.

The waitress brought a glass of water and asked the two of them, "Do you want to order food?"

Fuji ordered sashimi platter and cod seaweed roll, and Tezuka added yam paste and grilled conch.

The waitress quickly recorded on the paper and asked, "Do you need wine? Today I can give you two appetizers."

Tezuka wanted to refuse, but Fuji agreed first.

"Then I want a pot of warm wine first, can Tezuka drink?"

"no problem."

Fuji poured wine for Tezuka, Tezuka took a sip, he thought the taste of the wine was surprisingly good.

"How long has it been since I saw him? Masato Tezuka is more handsome than on TV."

"About… ten years."

"Tezuka's hand injury..."

"It's all right."

"It's a pity that I can't continue to play professional websites."

"No... At least I think it's enough."

Yes, enough is enough.After going back and forth on the professional tennis court for too long, I still regretted not being able to win the championship in the first few years. Later, this obsession slowly softened, like a sharp ice pick on a house beam in winter, with the passage of time , all the edges and corners were smoothed by the sun, turning into a pool of soft water stains.

The waiter served the appetizers and sashimi, bowed his head and walked away.

Fuji drank the wine in the small wine glass in one gulp, and frowned quietly while swallowing, Tezuka felt that Fuji must have rarely drank.

"No, have you decided which hospital to work in?"

"It's not something I decided. Hospitals in Japan are very competitive." Fuji picked up a piece of vinegared herring with chopsticks and put it on the condiment plate in front of him.

"However, judging from the current situation, I should be in the same hospital as Dashi."

"Tokyo General?"

Nodding.

It was the biggest hospital in Tokyo.

"Dashi showed me the results of the examination on your arm."

"Is there anything you care about?"

"No, I don't know the special words in orthopedics, I just know the result." Fuji drank another glass of wine, but he no longer frowned quietly like the first glass.

"After all, I'm a surgeon, and my specialty is cutting open heads."

Buer raised his free left hand and gestured to his head, as if he didn't realize that the topic he inadvertently entered was somewhat scary.Even for him, this is commonplace.

"No two, your father..."

"Ah, my father." Fuji swallowed a piece of sashimi, and the crooked smile between his brows and eyes did not fluctuate: "It's okay, anyway, I'm also a doctor."

The two chatted for a long time, and ordered four pots of warm wine, and Tezuka drank a little more than Fuji.

Probably because of the alcohol, Fuji's pale cheeks began to flush slightly.But Tezuka keenly realized from the conversation that Fuji's alcohol capacity is actually very good, and there is no need to worry about him getting drunk.

The night was getting darker, and there were cars passing by on the road from time to time. After drinking and eating, I got the bill and was stopped by Tezuka without any surprise.

"Hey, Tezuka, we'd better not rush to pay the bill like the middle-aged uncle in the tavern."

Fuji took out his wallet, and raised his head to look at the wall clock in the store. His slightly flushed side face looked very peaceful.

Tezuka stopped pushing and shoving, and the two of them walked out of the store together after Fuji paid the bill. The evening wind leaped over Tezuka's skin, causing a chill.

Tezuka asked Fuji: "Go back?"

"Well, I can take the subway, and Tezuka lives near here, right?"

Tezuka nodded.Maybe it was because of the evening breeze, he felt that the redness on Fuji's face was slowly fading away,

"The wind is so comfortable."

Fuji opened his blue eyes slightly, as if enjoying the lingering wind.

Fuji is very good at capturing the movement of the wind. Since most of his tennis stunts in middle and high school were related to the wind, he was also nicknamed the "Wind Messenger" by the members who played tennis together.

Tezuka turned his head to look at Fuji, his vision was not very bright in the dark night, he found out that Fuji's eyes had long been locked on Tezuka's face.

Being stared at by such a pair of eyes in the night, Tezuka unconsciously wanted to look away, but instinctively looked back at Fuji's eyes.

For a while, many fragmentary images rushed into Tezuka's mind. He was not in a hurry to capture these uncertain images, but thought insignificantly, 'He is still half a head shorter than me. '

The air between the two returned to silence, Fuji chuckled, took out the wallet from his pocket, rummaged for a while, took out a note and handed it to Tezuka.

"Then, treat me to dinner next time, Tezuka."

Tezuka just stood there quietly waiting for Fuji's back to disappear at the intersection. There were almost no street lights on this road, so he could only open the small note in the dim moonlight.

A few beautiful Arabic numerals came into view, this is the mobile phone number of Fujisuke.

There was silence all around, and in the darkness, Tezuka closed his eyes and repeated the phone number in his heart.He wants to remember this number as soon as possible.

But why do you want to do this?Wouldn't it be ok to just write it down in a notebook or save it in a mobile phone?

Looking at the piece of paper in his hand, Tezuka felt incredible about what he had just done.

☆, the fourth movement

Tezuka remembered that the last time he had a drink with Fuji was ten years ago, when he had just graduated from high school.

Originally, the two just wanted to sit down and have a good meal, but Buer suddenly proposed: "We are all adults, do you want to try the taste of wine?"

I did not refuse.

Since they didn't want to go to a place that was too noisy, they chose a bar on the top floor of the hotel. The two sat side by side in front of the bar and chatted about a lot of messy and irrelevant topics.

Because it was the first time drinking, the two of them chose sweet wine that was very easy to drink, but they didn't expect that although sweet wine was easy to drink, it had surprisingly strong stamina.Although not to the point of being drunk, Tezuka obviously felt that his body was already a little light, his brain was very relaxed, and his thoughts could not be well concentrated.

It seems that I don't hate this feeling.

Fuji looked the same, his face was a little red, and Tezuka somehow felt that Fuji must be drunk.

"Hey, Tezuka, if you don't come home tonight, what will your family say?"

"I said I'd be home by ten o'clock at night."

Fuji stretched out his right hand, and Tezuka watched Fuji's action suspiciously.

"Give me the phone."

Fuji took Tezuka's cell phone, and skillfully dialed a number. Tezuka, who was listening on the sidelines, immediately understood that Fuji was calling his home, explaining that "Tezuka Kunimitsu will live in Fujisuke's house tonight" one thing.

Since the location of the hotel is relatively close to Fuji's house, Tezuka thought that Fuji would really take him home.

But when Fuji handed Tezuka his own phone, he knew he was wrong.

Tezuka Kunimitsu thought he was not good at lying, but he easily did the same thing as Fuji. Shuko not only fully believed that Fuji Shusuke would spend the night at Tezuka's house, but also kept saying "here Trouble" or something like that.

He felt that the reason why he could tell such a lie calmly must be due to alcohol.

What do you think?He couldn't figure it out from that gentle smile.

Maybe it was the feeling of lightness that made the two of them more daring, and they opened a room in this hotel by accident.

This was their first physical contact. Looking back now, there was nothing unnatural about their slightly youthful way of possessing, as if everything was so logical.

Tezuka unbuttoned Fuji's trousers, but Fuji did not resist. Both of them felt a little hot, and Tezuka felt a little conflicted in his heart. His innate nature and strict family education created his rigid and serious personality .But now he has taken a step to mess with the relationship between a man and a woman, and the other party is also a man's best helper.

Tezuka was a little worried about whether it was really possible to do this, but he felt that everything didn't matter because he had already been ignited.The two thoughts bounced back and forth in his mind until Bu Er took the initiative to stick his lips, and the latter thought began to gain the upper hand.

The coats of the two were hanging on the bed, the trousers and underwear were scattered by the bed, Fuji's eyes shone with a faint blue light, the focus of the two people's sights overlapped, and Tezuka felt a bit uncomfortable Sorry, I turned my attention back to Buer's eyelashes.

Facing Tezuka's slightly dominant attack, Fuji flinched a little, but immediately aroused instinctive desire, and responded to Tezuka clumsily.

In this way, the two people are entangled with each other, as if after a long time, and it seems that it is just a moment.

Tezuka opened his eyes the next day, as if waking up from a dream, and slowly recalled the reality of what happened last night.

When Fuji's warm body temperature touched his arm, Tezuka realized that both of them are fully naked now.

He propped up his upper body, his vision was a little blurry, and it was difficult to distinguish whether his glasses existed among the pile of clothes on the floor.

After a while, he felt the sound of the mattress behind him, and a pair of hands passed through his temples, and put the glasses he had been looking for for a long time back on the bridge of his nose.

"Don't look back yet."

Buer said behind her back.

Tezuka, who had regained his vision, did not move. He heard Fuji let out a low breath.

"I'm sorry." Tezuka said.

"No, there's nothing to apologize for, I was the one who brought it up."

Tezuka turned his head quietly, Fuji was still the same, his quiet appearance did not reveal the presumptuousness of last night.

"I decided to study medicine abroad, and Tezuka also wanted to work in an Internet cafe."

The tone is declarative, without a questioning tone.

The two washed off the remaining traces, dressed neatly, and walked out of the hotel lobby as if nothing had happened.

and after?

As Fuji said, he went abroad to study medicine, and Tezuka began to devote himself to the career path.Because of the high intensity of the training, Tezuka was almost tired and fell asleep every day. During that time, Tezuka would think every day, "If I have time, I will contact Buer once."

But one thing, the longer the time dragged on, the more difficult it would be to implement it. It wasn't until Tezuka was finally free that he suddenly remembered that he didn't have the best contact information abroad.Even though it was not difficult to get Fuji's number through Oishi or other friends, Tezuka didn't do that.As for why, he didn't know.

It took ten years to meet him again.

☆, the fifth movement

Fuji settled down in Tokyo General Hospital smoothly.

Surgery is probably one of the busiest departments in the hospital. To put it bluntly, diseases that require cutting the body to remove or repair can basically be classified into surgery.

Judging from his face alone, he should belong to the type of handsome guy exuding a gentle aura. Due to years of indoor work, his skin is very fair, the bridge of his nose is thin and straight, and his well-shaped lips are in harmony with him when he smiles. The curved corners of the eyes are very proportionate.Occasionally, the eyes that show when you are serious are even more special.

Because of this, he is very popular among surgical nurses.

There is a kind of "lazy" atmosphere around Budu.Although it seems a little inappropriate to use the word lazy, but I can't think of any more appropriate words.

If those young nurses are mostly attracted by Fuji's facial features, then the slightly older head nurses are mostly fascinated by the temperament that Fuji exudes.

Whenever the new surgical schedule came out, the nurse who was in charge of the same ward as Fujisuke would secretly exclaim.Although we are all in the same department, we can talk when we meet, but most of what we talk about is communication matters at work.However, the concept of being in charge of the same ward is different. In order to grasp the patient's condition, the doctors and nurses in the same ward must have close contact.

Most nurses think this is an opportunity to get close to Fujisuke, not only about work, but also want to chat with Fujisuke, ask for advice on various things, and hope to change with Fujisuke in private life get close.

But I don't know if Buer Zhouzhu has already understood their thoughts?He never showed any special interest in anyone, and chatted with them equally.No matter how private the question is, he can calmly muddle through.In short, there has never been any scandal with anyone.

These are what Tezuka Kunimitsu heard from Oishi Shuichiro.

It has been more than three months since the last meeting with Fuji, during which Tezuka and Oishi met frequently several times, and Tezuka could always bring the topic to Fujisuke quietly.

Although both of them thought about inviting Fuji Zhouzhu to have a drink together, they both refused with "Sorry, I'm too busy today".

Buer didn't lie.

Tokyo General Hospital is a large hospital, and the department of surgery, in particular, exists as a signboard. As soon as they open their eyes, they will start rounds, give medical orders to each patient, and perform surgery.

Surgery may not be able to step down as planned. It is not uncommon for a surgery that originally took three to four hours to be extended to ten hours due to some emergencies.

Why did you choose surgery?

On Saturday morning, Tezuka rarely got up on time.

Since the next day is a rest day, did you let your guard down?The dinner with Dashi the night before seemed to be a little too much, Tezuka pressed hard on his swollen temples, planning his schedule to visit his parents today.

I went to the kitchen and drank a glass of cold boiled water. After the dry throat was moistened, it seemed that even the nerves of the brain were purified. The original worry that the headache after a hangover would disrupt today's schedule was also dissipated.

Going back to my parents' house according to the original plan, the wooden door with a strong sense of Japanese style exudes a heavy sense of age. The wooden door plate with "Tezuka" carved on the door is somewhat decayed, and it is almost time to re-customize it.

Ayana Tezuka is wearing a lavender kimono with pink cherry blossoms on the cuffs. Her hair is neatly arranged behind her head. Due to her petite figure, she looks a little younger than women of the same age, but the eye-catching white hair at the temples still highlights her beauty. Traces of the years.

Tezuka Kuniharu seemed more casual at home. His father, who was about to enter retirement age, drank warm tea and read the newspaper while inquiring about Tezuka Kunimitsu's work and life. Tezuka noticed that his father was wearing reading glasses but was struggling a little. The look of reading the newspaper made a ripple in my heart.

"Speaking of which, your mother has been suffering from severe abdominal pain recently."

Tezuka Kuniharu seemed to have given up reading the newspaper, took off the reading glasses, folded the temples, and gently pressed the glasses on the newspaper.

"I asked her to go to the hospital, but she refused."

Ayana Tezuka, who brought the snacks out of the kitchen, heard these words, and gave Tezuka Kuniharu a reproachful look, and placed the plate containing the yokan heavily on the tea table, and the tea table made of porcelain and glass made crisp sounds.

"I've said it all, don't tell Guoguang about such trivial matters."

"How can this be a trivial matter? Last time you were so painful that you almost passed out, didn't you?"

After that, the two bickered with each other for a long time. Although Tezuka Kunimitsu didn't make a sound, his eyebrows were rarely frowned.He stood up to stop the meaningless dispute between his parents, and calmly made a final announcement to his mother: "I will take you to the hospital tomorrow."

Ayana Tezuka hesitated in embarrassment, but she couldn't resist the joint persuasion of the father and son, and her attitude finally softened.

"Really, I don't know how to take good care of my body, just in case there is some kind of illness..." Tezuka Kuniharu said angrily, but his voice gradually became lower, and there was worry in the depths of his eyes.

Tezuka Kunimitsu sat on the sofa with some boredom. The news about road maintenance was being broadcast on the TV. He was not in the mood to watch it. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, followed the contacts to find the name of Oishi Shuichiro and dialed the number.

A mechanical female voice came from the other end of the phone, telling Tezuka that the other party's phone was turned off.

Should be busy now.

Flipping through contacts aimlessly, he suddenly saw the name of Fujisuke.

Today is Saturday, and the surgery department, which has always been busy, must be extremely busy now.

'Anyway, it must be in the shutdown state when calling in the past'.Holding such thoughts, Tezuka Kunimitsu hesitated for a while, and finally pressed the dial button.

The phone rang several times, and to Tezuka's surprise, a familiar voice came from the opposite side.

"Tezuka?"

"it's me."

"If you invite me to dinner, you can accompany me today. It's rare to have a rest today, but Dashi should be on night shift today."

Tezuka was silent for a few seconds before speaking in embarrassment.

"Sorry, I'm looking for you today, but I actually want to ask you something."

Tezuka told Fuji that his mother's lower abdomen would hurt so much that she almost fell into a coma. Fuji echoed Tezuka and confirmed various symptoms, and finally asked Tezuka:

"Are you at your parents' house now?"

"exist."

"Then I'll go there."

Fuji Shusuke's house is only a 10-minute walk away from Tezuka's parents' house.

"But, you rest today."

"Open the door for me in 10 minutes."

The next thing Tezuka heard was the beep after the phone was hung up.

Ten minutes later, Fuji appeared at the door of Tezuka's house on time. The hot summer breath penetrated into the door that Tezuka opened. Perceived sweat.

"Actually, there is no need for you to run..."

Tezuka led Fuji into the room, and Fuji seemed to deliberately ignore Tezuka's apology, he didn't say anything, and his feet made regular sounds on the floor, like the sound of a heart beating.

Tezuka Ayana and Tezuka Kuniharu both spoke politely to Fuji very enthusiastically, and Fuji took the tea and snacks they handed over, not intending to enjoy them, but straightforwardly asked for Tezuka Ayana to check.

Tezuka Ayana was a little cautious, but finally compromised under Tezuka Kuniharu's constant urging, she took out the blanket, sat down on the sofa slowly and began to untie her belt.

The front of the kimono was open, revealing Tezuka Ayana's underwear. Both Tezuka Kunimitsu and Tezuka Kuniharu quietly looked away. As a son, it was obviously inappropriate for me to see this scene, but Tezuka Kuniharu acted Husbands who live together all the year round don't actually need to avoid it.

But Fuji Shusuke seemed to be able to do a job with ease. He let Tezuka Ayana lie flat on the sofa, and seemed to have completely ignored Tezuka Ayana's flushed cheeks.

"Have you had diarrhea or bloating recently?"

"No……"

Fuji opened up some of the kimono, and pressed both hands on Tezuka Ayana's right abdomen at the same time.

"Bend your legs up a little bit, do you feel any pain here now?"

"No...no."

The nondu hand slides from the right abdomen to the left abdomen.

"What about here?"

"It doesn't hurt either."

Fuji's hand further pressed on the center of the abdomen, and there was no pain there.

"When was the last time it happened?"

"About...a week ago, Wednesday night."

Tezuka remembered that his father called him that night, and he didn't notice the strangeness in his father's words, but in retrospect, his father really hesitated to say something at that time.

"Right belly or left belly?"

"right."

Tezuka Ayana's voice gradually became louder, and it seemed that she finally regarded Fuji Shusuke as a "doctor".

"How long did the pain last?"

"How long... about 10 minutes?"

Tezuka Ayana was seriously recalling, and Tezuka Kuniharu suddenly interrupted: "It lasted for 10 minutes."

"Cranes? Or cramps?"

"The cramping from top to bottom, when it hurts, I feel that my back also hurts together."

"Is there bleeding in the urine?"

Tezuka Ayana seemed to be suddenly frightened by this question, she was silent for a few seconds, and shook her head slightly.

Fuji has maintained a faint smile from the beginning to the end. I don't know if it's because of this, Tezuka Ayana's cautious attitude at the beginning gradually relaxed a lot as the questioning deepened.

Fuji cautiously walked around to Tezuka Ayana's right side, and said softly, "I'm sorry, please lie on your side with your right side up and your back facing me."

Tezuka Ayana closed the open front of her kimono, and changed her lying posture very cooperatively.

Fuji's left hand was attached to Tezuka Ayana's back, and her right hand was pressed under the abdomen, slowly pressing down with the palms of both hands.

"Does it hurt?"

"A little."

Afterwards, Fuji changed a few places, and every time she pressed Tezuka Ayana's answer was "a little pain."

In the end, Fuji asked Ayana Tezuka to change to a lying posture on her left side, and pressed it a few times, and this time Ayana Tezuka's answer became "no pain."

Following Fuji's voice of "Thanks for your hard work, it's over." Ayana Tezuka sat up very quickly and put her clothes back on neatly.

Tezuka Kuniharu asked anxiously on the side: "Fuji-kun, how is the situation?"

"Only preliminary palpation, but no hard lumps were found, which may be kidney or ureteral stones."

"stone?"

"Well, judging from the pain symptoms, it looks like a stone, but I can't make a conclusion yet. I need to go to the hospital for a comprehensive examination."

Tezuka Kunimitsu felt his throat a little astringent, and he asked, "Is it serious?"

Fuji looked at Tezuka with blue eyes, and shook his head gently: "It's a small problem, if it's a stone, you just need to take it out with a knife."

"Do you... want to have a knife?"

Ayana Tezuka sat on the sofa, covering her mouth in a panic, looking a little scared.

Fujisuke bowed slightly, and skillfully comforted Ayana Tezuka: "It's okay, it's just a small operation."

Cai Cai's expression slowly calmed down under Fuji's reassurance, and Fuji raised her eyes, which happened to meet Tezuka Kunimitsu's gaze.

Tezuka felt that Fuji usually treated patients in the hospital with such a reassuring tone and expression to calm down their emotions, no matter how serious the patient was.

"Hey, Tezuka, let's take my aunt to the hospital for an examination on Monday. There will be fewer patients than on weekends.