The king of nets waits for the flowers on the other side to bloom

The day after the dinner party.

"The blood clot in Ms. Fuji's brain is getting bigger...it can no longer be controlled by drugs alone, and she must go back to Tokyo for treatment immediately." This is the diagnosis and treatment result given by Dr. Qingchuan after a routine examination at the end of May.

No wonder the vision is blurry from time to time and the headache is severe... The girl rubbed her little head, sighed, and asked, "I'm going to lose my sight, right?"

"..." Doctor Qingchuan raised his head to meet those lavender eyes with questioning eyes, and nodded slightly.

"How long can I live without surgery?" the girl asked calmly.

"..." Dr. Qingchuan panicked under the girl's calm gaze.

"Please tell me, I can accept it." There was a gentle smile on the girl's lips.

"At most... half a year." Doctor Qingchuan said with difficulty.

"What if I undergo surgery?" The girl's expression remained calm.

"The success rate of removing the blood clot without damaging the optic nerve is... 0.5%." Doctor Qingchuan hesitated for a while, but still told the girl the truth.

"If the operation fails, you will die directly on the operating table." The girl seemed to be asking about the condition of a stranger.

"..." Doctor Qingchuan nodded.

"...I'm going to have an operation." The girl lowered her head and thought for a while, then raised her head again and looked at Dr. Qingchuan.

"But your body...your heart condition is impossible to support you to complete the whole operation." Doctor Qing Chuan analyzed objectively.

"I will tell Sister Huilinai to accept an artificial heart transplant first." The girl said without hesitation.

"I don't agree." Renzu Hui Rina pushed the door open and entered. "This is so nonsense! The technology of artificial heart is not yet mature! I will not agree to let you take this risk! The matter of dealing with the Fujiwara family and the Nishikawa family is left to Yushi and the others. You just need to take care of your body ..." Miss Ninzu's voice gradually soared.

"I insist." It was the first time Dr. Qingchuan saw a 13-year-old girl overwhelm the young lady of the Ninzu family. "Elder Sister Hui Rina...I know my body best..." The girl's calm voice interrupted Miss Ninzuzu's words. "Although they didn't tell me, I know that they have already fought with the Fujiwara family because of me. I can't help at all. All I can do now is to receive treatment. If I succeed, I can fight side by side with them , if they fail, we can also give them a reason to stop before the war officially begins."

"Fuji Masami! What a mess of theory you have in your head! The result of the failure of treatment is that you die directly on the operating table, do you know that!" Miss Ninzuzu yelled and her eyes turned red, "If something happens to you , do you think the four of them will stop dealing with the Fujiwara family and the Xichuan family? Is this the first day you met those brats!"

"At least...they won't have any worries because of me when they move their hands. Whether it's my identity, my safety, or my body, they will no longer be a reason to hinder their actions." The girl lowered her eyes.

"Then what about Jingshi? He loves you so much, how could you be so irresponsible to him!" Thinking of the gentle gaze of the beautiful boy looking at the girl at the dinner party, Miss Renzu felt distressed for no reason. "Jingshi's condition is also deteriorating. All the doctors are persuading him to operate, but he refuses to operate. Do you know why? The child said to me, 'I can't go when Xiaoya is not absolutely safe. Surgery, I can't let her suffer even a little bit more damage.'”

"He will agree to the surgery." The girl got up and walked towards the door without looking back, "If possible, please arrange my heart surgery and Seiichi's surgery on the same day..."

"Xiaoya!" Miss Ninzu shouted, and the girl locked her in the consultation room.

"Decided?" Outside the door of the consultation room, a slender figure leaned against the white wall, folded his hands and hugged his chest, stared at the girl who had just walked out of the consultation room with his peach blossom eyes under the plain mirror, and asked calmly in a lazy Kansai accent. .

"En..." The girl's drooping bangs covered her bright eyes, let alone her expression at this time.

"Since you've decided, don't be sour. The Fuer Masami I know is omnipotent." The elegant figure walked up to the girl and hugged her gently.

"Yushi... I'm sorry... I'm really sorry everyone..." the girl buried her head in the boy's shoulder and whispered.

"Why did you offend so many people~ I'm sorry for this one, I'm sorry for that one every day." The ninja boy rubbed the girl's little head and complained with a light smile.

"Yushi...I'd rather face the possibility of dying on the operating table than face the possibility of being separated from him forever in the near future... Would such a choice be selfish? ?” The girl whimpered into the ears of the ninja boy.

"You still have 0.5% hope that you can stay with him for the rest of your life, don't you? The Fuji Masami I know is the bravest." The ninzu boy's voice came from the top of the girl's head, with a warm temperature, which provoked the girl Immediately burst into tears.

"Hey, you've been crying so hard since you were a child, and you still rub my nose all over your body." Feeling the warmth from the front of his clothes, the cleanliness boy complained in disgust.

"At a time like this, can't you just keep talking!" The girl clenched her small fist and lightly thumped the boy.

"This is like the Buer Masami I know." The ninja boy wrapped his arms around the girl in his arms, but looked at the corner of the corridor not far behind the girl. He just stood outside the door with him and heard the whole process. The young man with beautiful violet hair was standing there quietly at the moment, his eyes were filled with a rare color of sadness.

Forbearance, thank you, let her rely on me when I was unable to comfort her. ——BY Yukimura Seiki

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