[Net King] Unparalleled Lucky

"Jingshi, let's go to the hospital!"

Yukimura was obviously very excited when he saw the wrist tightly holding him, and gently withdrew his hand, shaking his head, "It's just that I was too hard just now, and my hand is a little numb."

In the match just now, at Yukimura's level, it might not even be considered a warm-up. Where did the excessive force come from? !Naturally, Fuji knew that this was Yukimura's excuse. He frowned, looked straight into the other's eyes, and said seriously, "You know, you're just making excuses."

That's right... Zhou Zhu was right, he was just making excuses.Excuses that his physical condition is not good today, excuses that his blood circulation is not smooth because of sitting for too long, excuses that his hands and feet are numb due to excessive force in the game... But, even if he deceives himself like this, he doesn't want to go to the place where disinfectant water is everywhere. And a place of indifference.

Yukimura avoided Fuji's gaze, pulled his smiling face away, and tried to change the subject: "There's nothing serious, so there's no need to go to the hospital. What's more, it's obviously our last reunion today, how can we go to the hospital to spoil the fun?" The place?"

"If Seiichi really doesn't want to disappoint me, then follow me to the hospital." Fuji stubbornly grabbed Yukimura's hand again, and who would know that the moment he thought of the reason, his spine felt chills with falling hearts?At that moment, he could feel that his whole body was cold to the marrow.

He will never forget that sad and lonely boy who sat on the hospital roof all day every day in the U-17 dormitory once told him in a tone of detachment about his life in the third year of junior high school.

"When the cold infusion fluid entered my already bruised blood vessels, I felt an illusion of burying all the bitterness and despair deep in my heart. Only the still green plants on the window sill told me that the days were still passing day by day. And in the ward, I was still lingering on my last breath."

Yukimura, who was standing in front of the U-17 window at that time, had a gentle expression towards his blooming daisies, but his tone was unparalleled indifference.At that moment, what kind of mood should he use to uncover his bloody scar?

He didn't want...he didn't want to see Yukimura like this again.This time, no matter how unwilling Yukimura is, he will not let him ignore his body like this!

The son of God should gallop on the tennis court forever and be the proudest king!

"Zhou Zhu..." Yukimura was stunned for a moment, it was the first time he saw Fuji's serious expression.Such an expression is because he is worried about him... Yukimura's heart warmed up, his eyes fell on his wrist, and the hands he clenched tightly hadn't let go yet, the temperature made him feel so palpitating.

It shouldn't be a big problem, right?Yukimura ignored the uneasiness in his heart, sighed, and compromised with Fuji: "Okay."

Perhaps, only for this person, he could not refuse.

Faced with Yukimura's concession, Fuji breathed a sigh of relief, he was really afraid that this proud young man would continue to persevere.After all, apart from the known future, he has no leverage to dissuade him at all.

Looking at the backs of the two teenagers leaving, the remaining two siblings looked at each other.Their crisis seems to have passed?

Li Haida's son of God, Qingxue's genius?The boy muttered softly, his eyes shining.

"Since Yukimura-kun's symptoms are not obvious, we need to do further examination. Leave your contact information. If it is early, this afternoon, if it is late, the report will come out tomorrow morning, and I will notify you."

"Do you need further inspection?" Yukimura frowned, he didn't want to be so troublesome, "No..."

"Okay, just do all the examinations. We will come to the hospital on time to get the report." Fuji interrupted Yukimura's refusal, and agreed, "I'm really sorry for your trouble, doctor."

"Zhou Zhu, you seem to be very worried about my illness today?" Yukimura stood in the corridor, looking at Fuji who had been frowning all the time, couldn't help reaching out to stroke his brow.His Zhou Zhu, still smiling, was the prettiest.

"Jingshi, you have to remember that nothing is more important than your own body." Feeling the cold touch between his brows and eyes, the worry in Buer's eyes has not diminished.

...How could he not be worried?

"If the physical examination report doesn't come out this afternoon..." Yukimura smiled suddenly, rubbing Fuji's eyebrows, "Zhou Zhu, can you take me in for a night?"

Although he didn't know why Zhou Zhu seemed to be hiding something from himself today... But he really couldn't bear to watch him lose his smile.If it makes him happier, he doesn't mind coming to the hospital again.

Dazed by Yukimura's brilliant smile, he only realized after blinking: Is this going to stay overnight?

"it is good."

He laughed too.At that moment, he understood that when he was worried about Yukimura's condition, why wasn't Yukimura worried about his abnormality?

That boy has been so gentle, trying to dispel his uneasiness.

It's just that what they expected didn't happen. Just after they had dinner, Fuji's cell phone rang—the doctor notified them to come and collect the report.

Yukimura sat at the table and looked at the doctor face to face, and Fuji stood aside with obvious worries.On the phone just now, the doctor's tone was very strange, it seems that Yukimura's body...

"Yukimura-kun, can you contact your family members first? I think you need to discuss your condition with your parents before making further treatment plans."

Contact family members?treatment plan?Yukimura's heart tightened suddenly, his smile faded, and he took a breath: "Doctor, I think I have the right to understand my condition first."

Sighing deeply, the doctor rolled out a list to the stubborn boy in front of him, and said, "Kun Yukimura, how much do you know about Guillain-Barre Syndrome?"

Guillain-Barre Syndrome?

"In other words, Yukimura-kun, how much do you know about radiculitis?"

After the doctor's simple explanation, the smile on Yukimura's face could no longer be maintained.

People who long for the tennis world have to face muscle paralysis, gradually degraded body functions, and a life incapable of taking care of themselves... Did this disease, which was so far away to him, actually happen to him?At that moment, he actually felt that his hands had started to tremble.He didn't even dare to turn his head back, he was afraid,...afraid to see the person he liked seeing his current embarrassed appearance.

"Doctor, how is Seiichi's current physical condition? Can it be completely cured?" Seeing Yukimura fell silent, he patted Yukimura's shoulder with no second-hand reassurance and asked instead of him.Compared with what disease he got, whether it can be cured or how to cure it is the focus of his attention.

"If it is a traditional treatment, it will take a long time to repair, and it is impossible to cure, but it can guarantee that there is no danger to life, but the patient is not allowed to do strenuous exercise in the future." The doctor's eyes skipped over Yukimura's tennis bag, and he calmed down. After a while, he spoke again, "Surgery can be completely cured, but the probability of success is only 60.00%. And after the operation, it will take nearly a year of rehabilitation training. During this process, amazing perseverance and belief are required to persist, otherwise it will be useless of."

"Mr. Yukimura is very lucky. The current condition is still in its early stages. With proper treatment, there is still a possibility of complete recovery. If it takes a few months, the possibility of even surgical treatment is only 30.00%, and the probability of recurrence after surgery is also high. big..."

"What if the operation fails? What will be the consequences?" Yukimura said suddenly, feeling the temperature from his shoulder.

"...If the operation fails...the best case is that Yukimura-kun can only sit in a wheelchair for the rest of his life, and the worst case..." The doctor paused, and the next meaning is self-evident.

"Of course, in the end, I still hope that Yukimura-kun can be hospitalized immediately to control his condition. If you want to have surgery, please make a decision as soon as possible. Otherwise, we can't guarantee it in a few months..."

Buer didn't have the energy to listen to what the doctor said next.He just looked worriedly at Yukimura who lowered his head and his dark expression was covered by his hair.

No one can make this decision for him.This is a gamble that no one wants to try even if there is only a [-]% failure rate.

"...I will think about it." After a long time, he heard the boy's voice slightly hoarse.

"Zhou Zhu, take me in for one night today." Walking out of the hospital, Yukimura looked up at the setting sun, squinted his eyes, and said lightly.

"Okay." Even if you want to come to Jingshi, you don't want to go home in this state.Fuji nodded, he was not worried about letting the current Jingshi go back to Kanagawa alone, and going to his own home should be the best choice.

Buerjia is a small three-story bungalow. The room in Buer is on the second floor, with windows facing south, and the lighting is very good.The main body of his room is in brown and white tones, and it is very warmly furnished. As soon as you enter the room, you can see pots of cactus growing gratifyingly in the most conspicuous place.

"Drink milk?" Although Fuji was asking, he quickly forced the cup into Yukimura's hand, "It's hot, and you can warm your hands without drinking it."

Yukimura took a deep look at the smiling face that had been a little stiff since he came out of the hospital, and when Fuji was feeling a little uncomfortable, he slowly took a sip from the cup.

He didn't expect that the first visit to Fuji's house would be under such circumstances.

"I've always thought that the taste of milk is terrible, but because of my height, I can only bear it. Does Jingichi like drinking milk?... At least I don't hate it, or else she is younger than me, but she is already taller than me Got it." Fuji tilted his head, looked at the silent Yukimura, who kept rambling on, and seemed to have endless things to say today.

In fact, he didn't even know what he was talking about.Bu Er didn't know what words to use to comfort the sensitive but arrogant young man in front of him, so he could only say some illogical words to distract him.As long as... the current Yukimura can stop showing such a lonely expression.

"... Zhou Zhu." Of course Yukimura understood that Fuji was comforting himself.He looked at the man who kept talking, asking and answering alone, and there was a sharp pain somewhere in his heart.

Suddenly, he wanted to hug the young man in front of him, wanted to... absorb the warmth of this young man vigorously.He misses the faint fragrance on Bu Er's body, and longs to be in this person's arms, completely let go of all barriers and take off his strong military uniform.

Fuji's words were interrupted by Yukimura, and in the next second, he was surrounded by a mint-flavored embrace.

He froze slightly, and then in this posture, he slowly stretched out his hand and wrapped his arms around Yukimura's waist.

"Zhou Zhu, let me hug you for a while." A hoarse voice rang in Fuji's ear.

Yukimura hugged Fuji tightly, as if he could get endless strength from this young man who always warmed him at this moment.

He never knew how crazy his heart was beating when he heard the doctor's answer.He is the son of God, so proud Minister Li Hai, when faced with such a simple four words, he would be so powerless.

If he was really the Son of God, why didn't he get God's protection?It's ridiculous, the Son of God on the tennis court has become the object rejected by God in the end.He, Yukimura Seiichi, also had times when he had to want to be weak.

And if tennis is lost, what else is left in his life?

"Zhou Zhu, if I choose surgery, will you support me?"

If I end up sleeping on the operating table forever, will you still remember me?

If I become a useless person who needs a wheelchair forever and cannot take care of himself, am I still entitled to have you?

"Yes. No matter what Seiichi's choice is, I will always be by your side." Fuji seemed to feel Yukimura's uneasiness, and he replied word by word, "This is Fuji Shusuke's promise."

This is Fuji Shusuke's promise to Yukimura Seiichi.

At this moment, Yukimura felt both satisfied and regretful in his heart.If, before today, faced with such incompatibility, how ecstatic would I be?

Yukimura relaxed slightly with his arms around Fuji, closed his eyes, spread them back and pulled Fuji down: "Go to sleep."

Just let me, willful again, greedily stay by your side.future……

How can I expect too much?

Buer earns and earns, but in the end there is still no effort.After a while, sleepiness hit him, and he slowly fell asleep in the most intimate position of the two of them.

Today, he is really tired.

No one saw, Yukimura kept staring at the iris purple eyes of the boy in front of him in the middle of the night, shining with complicated emotions.

When the first ray of sunlight poured on the window sill the next morning, the boy on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

After a short period of confusion, Fuji scanned the empty room and jumped out of bed.

"Mom, have you seen Jingshi?"

"...Jingichi? You mean Yukimura-kun? He bid farewell early this morning. Why, doesn't Zhou Zhu know?"

Let's go... Fuji's smile faded.

"...Well, I see."

On the train to Kanagawa.

That handsome young man propped his chin up, looking at the passing scenery, his back looked extraordinarily lonely.

After a long time, Yukimura withdrew his unfocused gaze and took out a picture album from his bag.

Flipping through the pages, the front is full of colorful plants and landscapes.The fiery red peonies, the azure coast, and countless competing flowers are burning like flames in the enchanting land.

In the last picture, the boy with curved brows and eyes is smiling towards the light, and the corners of his lips are perfectly curved at 45 degrees.A little bit of light sprinkled on his brown broken hair, like an angel wearing a halo, pure and unbelievably beautiful.

After a long while, Yukimura sighed softly.The gift that I originally wanted to give to Bu Er, but now I can only keep it from myself.

Zhou Zhu, you may never know, compared to losing tennis, I also don't want to lose you.

The author has something to say:

It’s really distressing to write this. Every time I see the boy who said “Tennis is me” looking into the distance with such a gentle and sad expression, I wish I could truly exist in that world, and I want to give him an encouragement hug.So in the end, I will give this chance to embrace each other to my best son o(≧v≦)o

After I finished writing this chapter, I revised it for a long time. I always deleted it, added it, and deleted it. I was not satisfied several times.It was already two o'clock in the morning after I edited and saved the manuscript for the last time yesterday, and I didn't have the strength to repeat it again...≧﹏≦So, if there are some discrepancies in your thoughts, please forgive me~=￣ω￣=

Finally, I hope that those who read this chapter can also resonate with me and fall in love with this delicate and gentle Yukimura~~(≧▽≦)/~