Supernatural ability spring flowers and autumn fall

Qiu doesn't know what her past is, she only vaguely remembers that she was ten years old and called Qiu Ye.He felt that something must have happened to him, because he woke up from the ground, and his head hurt so much, something was even bleeding out from his forehead, it might be blood, and his body was very bad as if he was sick, but his His intuition told him again that he would definitely survive.With such an intuition, he got up from the ground and found a notebook beside him.

This notebook is very important to him.

Intuition told him this again, exactly the same intuition that he was sure he would survive.Cho also picked up the notebook and took it with her.He doesn't know where he is going, but he must not stay where he is. There are dilapidated buildings nearby, most of which are even wrapped in iron sheets. When he walks through these dilapidated houses with bare feet, the house The people inside didn't respond, didn't feel strange, and didn't come out to help. It's normal for a half-dead child like this to struggle here.

This place is likely to be a slum, and I am likely to be thrown here.

Qiu also thought this way, and her determination to go out became stronger.The sun is very strong, if it is slower, he may suffer from heatstroke and dehydration, and the people here will not give help to outsiders at all, he can only go out here to a place with a shop before seeking help.The ground is very hot under the sun, and there are some gravels on the ground. It hurts when you accidentally step on it, and you don't have much strength left.From the beginning when he walked alone with his notes, until he had to use his other hand to hold on to the iron walls of those dilapidated houses to walk, Qiu also felt the loss of physical strength in his body, and at the same time felt that he was leaving the slums.

When the hand holding the wall felt the brick wall, Qiu also knew that he had successfully walked out, and there was someone farther ahead of him.Taking a deep breath, he quickly walked towards that person with the last of his remaining strength, and Qiu Ya grabbed the sleeve of that person with the last of his remaining strength: "Please..."

help me.

But before the words were finished, Qiu Ye, who was exhausted, fell down in front of his eyes.

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When he woke up again, Qiuya looked at the roof of the Japanese-style tatami room and knew that his call for help was successful.Turning his head, there was the notebook he had been carrying all the way beside him, and he was lying under the quilt.

so warm...

While feeling like this, there was the sound of the wooden door being opened from the other side.Shuya turned her head and saw an old man in a kimono coming in.The old man's face is a bit fierce, it seems that he is very difficult to speak.The old man came in with a glass of water, knelt down beside Qiu Ye's quilt, and handed the water glass in his hand to Qiu Ye.

"Wake up, then drink some water." The old man's voice was a little hoarse, and his tone was stiff. With that expression, he had the feeling that if you don't drink water, I will beat you.

"Thank you," Qiu Ye stretched out his hand from under the quilt to take the water glass, and Qiu Ye opened his mouth: "...Grandpa."

"...My name is Yasuo Sakuraba." The old man with a bad face said.

Qiu Ye raised his head slightly, drank the water from the glass and returned it to the old man, with a soft smile on his lips:

"Thank you for saving me, Grandpa Yasuo."

"I brought you up because you were still holding on to my sleeve after you fell down," the old man who took the water glass replied stiffly:

"This is the second floor of my shop. I don't have the strength to carry you to the doctor. He will come to see you later. Just wait."

The old man stood up and was about to leave, but when he reached the sliding door, he stopped and turned his back to the child lying in the bedding and said, "After seeing the doctor, let's say thank you." Then he pushed open the wooden door and walked out.

After the old man left, Qiu also lay down on the quilt and retracted his hands.He didn't understand why Grandpa Yasuo said he had to see the doctor before saying thank you. Would he want to compensate the medical expenses? Even if he didn't hire a doctor, he would try his best to compensate the kind grandfather for picking him up.After all, he who has no memory has no past and nowhere to go.

And Yasuo Sakuraba who said that sentence just looked at the child who was about to die at any time, and just hoped that he would survive in the end instead of directly issuing a verdict of imminent death in the doctor's language.

The doctor arrived two hours later, and Qiu also took a nap in the middle. When he woke up, he saw Grandpa Yasuo pushing the door in again. Behind him was a man in a white coat with A thin doctor with a mustache and shoulder-length short hair, and a blonde nurse sister.Qiu also lay in the quilt and looked at the doctor, blinking his light blue eyes, he didn't know if it was an illusion, he felt that the doctor's eyes were shining when he saw him...

"Hello, Mr. Doctor." Qiu also greeted.

"Hello, kid, what's your name?" The doctor quickly walked to the edge of the quilt, knelt down, and opened the consultation box.Listening to the tone, Qiu also felt that the change in the doctor he felt just now was not an illusion.

"Akiya, sir." Akiya replied.

"Autumn night (akiya)? It's a nice name." The doctor skillfully took out bandages and alcohol from the consultation box to treat the most obvious wound on his forehead: "It will hurt a little, so please be patient~ By the way, there is No symptoms, dizziness and nausea."

"Yes," Qiu Ye let out a small gasp when the alcohol cotton held by the tweezers touched the wound, tears welled up in her light blue eyes, and continued to reply: "I have dizziness and nausea, and I have lost my memory. .”

"Well, it might be a bit of a concussion, and it's a pity that you have no memory, but it will usually recover, maybe a few days, maybe a few months, or maybe a few years." Throw away the used alcohol cotton, and then put it on Qiuya's forehead. The doctor who bandaged the wound said casually.After the dressing was finished, the doctor took out the stethoscope from the consultation box and put it on, holding the probe with his hand and inserting it under the quilt to auscultate Qiu Ye.

"Ah, so it's a boy." His tone became colder to the naked eye.

"..." This doctor, it seems that something is wrong with you.

Shu also seemed to have discovered the reason for the doctor's unusually enthusiastic attitude after entering the room.But fortunately, although his attitude has changed, the professionalism of the doctor is still there. He auscultated Qiuya for a long time, carefully stopped every organ in the body, and then took out the stethoscope and said: "There are people with organ failure. Oh, there's the possibility."

This was said to Yasuo Sakuraba who was kneeling beside him after he came in. The old man opened his mouth after hearing this, but did not speak.

"Whether it's really exhausted or not can only be confirmed by taking it back to the medical room for equipment testing, but I heard it when I auscultated just now, and several organs in his body are making decaying and struggling sounds." The doctor lowered his head and held his hand all year round. The cold hand of the scalpel touched Qiu Ye's face: "It's so pitiful, such a cute face is enduring such great pain."

"How about it? Do you want me to take him back for testing?" The doctor looked up at Yasuo Sakuraba again, and said, "If it is confirmed that multiple organs have failed after the test, his life span may be less than a month. Let him spend that month in my office with as little pain as possible."

"I..." Yasuo Sakuraba, who was kneeling beside him, said.

"I will survive." The immature voice sounded, it was Qiuya.He struggled to lift his upper body from the quilt, and his light blue eyes firmly looked at Yasuo Sakuraba who was kneeling beside him: "I will definitely live, Grandpa Yasuo."

so please don't give up on me...

Yasuo Sakuraba quietly watched Feili sit up and looked at his child for a few seconds, then turned his head and said to the doctor beside him: "Please come to help with the follow-up visit in two weeks, Mr. Doctor."

It is a child longing for 'birth', the doctor sighed a little.

"Is that so?" After hearing Yasuo Sakuraba's words, the doctor helped the child to lie back in the quilt again, and said:

"Then I will come back on time for a follow-up visit in two weeks. I hope you can still talk to me at that time." The latter part of the sentence was said to Qiu Ye who had already lay down.

"Then, before I leave, I'll take some blood from Akiya and go back for testing. I hope the indicators in it are normal." The doctor stretched one hand into the quilt and pulled Qiuya's hand out, and the other With one hand, he skillfully took out the needle pack for pricking his fingers from the medical box.

"Hiss—" At the moment his finger was pricked, Qiu Ye took a deep breath, and his hand twitched.The doctor's strength is completely different from the strength of the wound on his forehead just now.

Sure enough, Mr. Doctor, something is wrong with you.

Not long after sending the doctor away, Yasuo Sakuraba came back, and he brought in a bowl of warm rice porridge for Qiuya.

"Thank you, Grandpa Yasuo," Shuya said for the third time when Yasuo Sakuraba helped Shuya who was lying in the futon to sit up.

"Let's talk about this kind of thing after you recover, kid." Letting the child lean on his arm, Sakuraba Yasuo pulled the small round table over to feed the porridge.

"I'll talk about something else after I'm done. Actually, I can eat it by myself." Qiuya, leaning on Yasuo Sakuraba's arm, took the spoon and said, "One more thing, Grandpa Yasuo, I can be called Qiuya Sakuraba. ?"

"You can call me whatever you want when you're well, but I also need to point out the exact words of your name, brat."

"I want to be called Qiuya by you, Grandpa."

"Don't act like a spoiled child! And lie back to sleep after eating!...Qiuya."

"Yes! The rice porridge is delicious, Grandpa Yasuo." Qiu Ye obeyed the order and lay back: "Good night, I will definitely be healthier tomorrow."

"Ah" With his back to Shuya, Sakuraba Yasuo responded and opened the door with the finished bowl and left.

And the doctor who met this young man named Akiya Sakuraba longing for "life" will meet another young man longing for "death" later.