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The two of them were very close, and Genichiro Sanada could see clearly from the side the long eyelashes of the ochre-haired boy, shaking them like dancing black butterflies from time to time, and the upward curve of the corners of his lips full of surprise.

He must have heard the excellent news. Genichiro Sanada's gloomy mood became a little clearer, and then he concentrated on picking up alcohol cotton and gently collecting the blood that had begun to darken due to oxidation.

The Central Plains will also be happy and crazy!

He looked at the time and address recorded just now, and ripples appeared in his blue eyes, and he combed the hair that had been scattered in front of his eyes to the back of his head to better expose his cheeks.

He never thought that the search process would be so short. Finding a person whose name and identity are unknown is like finding a needle in a haystack. Zhongyuan Zhongye was already prepared for a long-term battle.

He even wants to use that terrifying and dark organization that doesn't know what the purpose is, but the tip of the iceberg can be vaguely glimpsed from the current events.

"Just wrap it up casually. I don't pay much attention to it. Don't you still have to look at your friends?" Nakahara Nakaya held down Genichiro Sanada's arm with his backhand, and he slightly raised his jaw, indicating that he could move faster .

The young man's ending sound was rising, and there was a sense of indifference in his tone, and his good mood was integrated into Qingyue's voice, as if nothing happened to make him unhappy from the beginning to the end.

The floating dust in the air seemed to be still, although it would be separated at the touch of a touch, but the momentary stay on the arm still made Sanada Genichiro feel the temperature of Nakahara Chuya.

The small piece of skin on the elbow seemed to be ignited, which was obviously hot beyond the normal range.

"What are you dawdling for?" Zhong Yuanzhong also widened his eyes, the window was not closed, and the wind blowing over made him feel slightly comfortable, but he was a little dissatisfied that the person who came to help did not move for a long time.

The increased sound volume echoed in the ward, Nakahara also turned around abruptly, the violent movement caused the chair to rub against the ground, and then he frowned and took the bandage from Sanada Genichiro's hand.

That guy from Atobe will be back from school!

The boy's cheeks became more vivid because of the inexplicable urgency. The light leaking from the window sill reflected his pupils as transparent, and his lips were pursed into a straight line without ups and downs.

His eyes were clear, and it was a normal reaction. If it wasn't for the bright red under the corners of the eyes, which looked like a layer of rouge, Genichiro Sanada paid close attention, and he could still feel the burning breath coming out of Nakahara Nakaya's mouth when he spoke.

"You have a fever!"

It's not difficult to draw conclusions. Genichiro Sanada almost used a positive tone, and his face, which was not so good, turned dark again in an instant, as if he was scolding an ignorant child.

Reflexively, he wanted to reach out to touch the temperature on the forehead of the ochre-haired boy, but he was blocked as soon as he touched it.

Nakahara was also a little slow, so that he knocked Sanada Genichiro's hand off a little later, and then he attached the place that was touched just now, and felt that the temperature was a little high, but it was not to the point where it was worth making a fuss about.

Maybe it was because of the cold wind when he went out, and because he was in a state of injury, he had a fever that was rare in a hundred years... Zhong Yuanzhong also secretly cursed his current weak physique.

He turned a deaf ear to the worries expressed by Genichiro Sanada. Anyway, he had almost dealt with it before, and Nakahara Nakahara started to carry out the final bandaging by himself based on the principle of throwing it away after use.

Sanada Genichiro looked at the empty hands, then stood up and walked towards the door, his voice was a little muffled, but it did not reduce the authenticity of his words, "I'll call the doctor."

This is no longer a situation that can be concealed. I don't know if it is due to the fever caused by the infection of the wound. Letting the red-haired boy go down will undoubtedly lead to a catastrophe.

Zhong Yuan was blown up as soon as he heard it. He did so much to hide the matter of going out, and now it is even more impossible for people other than the two of them to know about it.

Good guy, this stinky brat directly broke his old background, and it was at the most critical time.

"If you want to be beaten, tell me sooner!"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also like a ferocious beast that was lazily eating but was irritated, showing sharp and vicious fangs, he clenched his teeth, the veins on his forehead were exposed, and the icy blue eyes were like sharpened knives just tempered Filled with uncontrollable rage.

I don't know if it was because the atmosphere was too tense, or because the sun was blocked by the dark clouds after sunrise, the whole room was darkened, filled with a damp atmosphere, and there seemed to be great danger lurking in the shadows.

Nakahara Chuya straightened his arms, expressing how angry he was with practical actions. He pulled Genichiro Sanada and forcibly prevented him from taking half a step out of the door.

Sanada Genichiro felt that he felt as helpless as he was facing his nephew. In his opinion, Nakahara Nakaya's behavior of sneaking out of the hospital and not daring to reveal it was really immature.

If it was his member, he would have punished him with an iron fist long ago. He tugged at his arm, but he didn't waver at all.

"... Sanada? Why are you here?" Are you still arguing with Chuya?

Atobe Keigo didn't finish his sentence completely, he was facing Genichiro Sanada who was walking towards the door, for a moment, Atobe Keigo suspected that he had gone to the wrong ward.

He intends to discharge Chuya Zhongya from the hospital today. A detailed examination has been done yesterday. Except for the injury on the back and some small abrasions, there is no problem with the internal organs and bones, so he can be discharged after one night of observation in the hospital. rested.

Sanada's demeanor was as serious as ever, but his face, which had no other expressions in the past, was covered with a thin layer of anger. Keigo Atobe looked back again, and saw Nakahara Nakaya's bare upper body and tightly holding his hand. The hand of Genichiro Sanada's arm.

...What's going on?

"My uncle came to see if our tennis manager is feeling better today. By the way... what do you want to do to my cousin?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also had a pale face, and the word "Need to finish" was written in capital letters on his head.

Not only was it strange that he was holding this person and not letting him go, but the "criminal" tools just now hadn't been destroyed - the opened medicine box, the shirt he took off, and the wet hair.

Nakahara was also dumbfounded for a moment, he swallowed unconsciously, he let go of his hand, and the majestic aura just now languished in an instant, and the magnitude of the change made Genichiro Sanada speechless.

Nakahara Nakaya suddenly realized that he was showing weakness to Atobe, a middle school student. He obviously wouldn't blink before, so he clenched his fists in embarrassment.

Then he glared fiercely at Genichiro Sanada, who had his back turned to him. It was because this hateful person wasted his time that he was caught.

Of course Nakahara Chuya’s guilty conscience did not escape Atobe Keigo’s eyes. The cheeks of the ochre-haired boy were brighter against the slightly flushed skin, and the flushed eye ends reduced some aggressiveness, but the eyes were indeed loose. open.

This almost evasive attitude made Atobe Keigo narrow his raised eyes. He still couldn't reach Nakahara Chuya's line of sight, so he simply started to observe by himself.

The ochre-haired boy didn't wear a shirt and exposed his bandaged upper body. It was raining this morning and it wasn't hot enough to take off his clothes. Every strand of his hair exuded an unhappy breath. I don't know why the blush on his face was because Angry or shy.

Wait... shy? ? !

Atobe Keigo looked at Genichiro Sanada who stood in front of him again, his eyes were like knives fiercely trying to scrape something off, but he found nothing, he was relieved and didn't know what the inexplicable worry in his heart was.

"He went to the wrong ward, and I'm going to take him to the correct ward number." In order to prevent Genichiro Sanada from saying something that shouldn't be said, Nakahara Nakaya also worked hard.

He walked a few steps slowly, and moved his body to the most exposed bloody shirt. The bandages he replaced were in the trash can.

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't know that his every move now was tantamount to deception, and the more he tried to cover up some things, the easier it was for others to find out.

The newly opened bandages were piled up on the table in a mess because the people who used them didn't pay much attention, and one section fell to the ground. No matter how fast Nakahara Chuya moved, Atobe Keigo saw it without omission. A mass of heavily colored shirts.

The same scene reappeared, Atobe Keigo saw what was going on with that dress at a glance, he took a breath to warn himself to be gorgeous and not to be angry, and then saw the two people in front of him tense together with his gasping. Body……

Atobe Keigo had a bold idea in his head, and he cracked open.

"Minister, why don't you go in?" Akutagawa Jirou stretched out his index finger and hooked his face, looking curiously at Keigo Atobe who was blocking the door.

Originally, apart from Atobe, only Yushi Ninzu in the tennis club knew about Chuya Nakahara's injury. As a result, they were heard by Mukahidake during their inter-class discussion, and then everyone knew about the tennis club's main election.

He turned his head and looked into the room, and saw that the pupils of Genichiro Sanada shrank with a dark face. The radar of the small animal made him smell the dangerous breath of the arrow on the string, and the air seemed to become sticky.

He retracted his head again, and asked himself suspiciously, "Why is Li Haida's Sanada here?"

"Why don't you guys go in?" From Mukahiyake who went to buy the visiting bouquet together and was a step late, he poked Akutagawa Jiro's back.

Shinobu Yushi had nothing to fear, he was holding a bouquet of delicate lilies, he didn't hear Akutagawa Jirou's skeptical whispers, and slowly walked into the ward with a kind smile on his lips.

Then Xiang Riyueren witnessed the scene where the smile of his partner with a well-managed expression gradually solidified. If the atmosphere in the room was not really weird, he would have taken out his mobile phone to take a picture.

Genichiro Sanada bowed solemnly. He is not a character who can't dare to act. Although he doesn't know why Nakahara Chuya went out sick, but it is an indisputable fact that he helped Yukimura in time.

Then he looked at Keigo Atobe meticulously, with deep apology, "It's all our fault, I will take responsibility!"