[True luck] My young taming is too lax!

Yukimura saw a pair of golden cat eyes in the darkness.

Not long ago, he once met a petite black cat on the roof garden of the school.

Whispering so softly that people couldn't help feeling distressed, Yukimura put down the shower in his hand, took off his gloves, and hugged the little animal in his arms.It looks like it has only been a few months old, but its limbs are somewhat deformed, as if it was born with a disability and was abandoned by its mother, and it is so thin that there is not much flesh.

"Poor child..." He brought the medical kit from the department to clean the kitten's blood-stained wound. After that, he would see the child nestling obediently at his feet while taking care of the plants.

There are also a few wild cats in the school. Yukimura once saw some girls get together to see them. They have healthy bodies and beautiful hair.Yukimura couldn't tell whether it was luck or misfortune for an individual who seemed to be exiled by the group to be able to enjoy the sunshine and the fragrance of flowers alone on this roof.

He never named the kitten, but he heard him call it "Xiaoxue" when he came to the roof to laze a few times.

At that time, I asked him why he chose such a contradictory name, but that guy Nioh was a little dazed.

"I can't say it, but it feels a bit like you."

Yukimura stared at the pair of golden pupils in front of him.In the dark, they shine with a deep light.He couldn't see anything, he couldn't hear anything, he couldn't feel anything, those eyes locked him here, and he couldn't move.

"……come over."

A familiar voice sounded in my mind.A voice that gradually brought him back to consciousness kept calling in his ears.

"wake up!"

He flung his eyes open.The white ceiling was right above him, and he smelled the long-lost smell of disinfectant, his limbs were weak, and the needle on the back of his hand was being infused.His body was lying flat on the bed, covered with a quilt.On the legs that gradually regained touch, someone else's hand was placed, tightly holding his ankle.

The tall boy sat on the chair beside the bed, staring at himself without blinking.

Yukimura and his eyes met, for some reason, neither of them could make a sound.

"What's wrong with me?"

The unprecedented powerlessness made Yukimura a little uneasy, he slowly remembered all the things before, even if he had a bad cold, he shouldn't faint.

"...The doctor is checking up. I informed my uncle and aunt. My uncle is picking up Yui home. My aunt just went out to make a phone call." Sanada looked at him heavily, "We called the ambulance after you fainted at the station, here It’s the nearest Kanagawa No. [-] Hospital, which has already made an emergency diagnosis, and the doctor didn’t find any problems, just now they have drawn blood and are testing, and when you wake up, please notify the nurse.”

He paused, and still conveyed what the doctor said before, "If you still can't find out the cause, I'm afraid you'll have to make an appointment with a higher-level general hospital for a full set of examinations."

Yukimura froze.

He thought it was just a small question, but when he got such an answer, his head swelled for a while and he couldn't understand the current situation.Waiting for a full set of checkups means that my recent minor illnesses are not common colds and fevers?He stared blankly, not knowing how to react.

The door of the ward was knocked twice.The gentle woman saw the boy sober, with a joyful expression on her face.

"Seiki!" She held a paper bag in her hand and walked quickly to the bed. Yukimura noticed that the hand of the friend who hadn't moved when he spoke just now let go of his foot quietly. wrist.

"How is it? Is there something wrong?" She frowned worriedly, and reached out to touch Yukimura's forehead, "I didn't have a fever or a cold, and the doctor didn't say why I fainted. Do you have any thoughts?"

"No, I don't know either. Except for the lack of strength, everything else is the same as just waking up." Yukimura thought about the strangeness before he fainted, looked at the relieved mother, and didn't say anything.

If you must tell, it is better to tell the doctor than to tell the mother directly.The woman was arranging things on the bedside table, Yukimura and Sanada who stood up looked at each other and looked away.

Notified the doctor Yukimura to wake up, not long after, there were a few strange faces standing in the ward.Sanada helped him raise the head of the bed so that he could sit up and talk, and several people also got bad news from the doctor.Although I learned from Sanada that Yukimura had been sick for several months, just a cold and fatigue did not produce these phenomena that puzzled the doctors.Among them is a doctor who is engaged in brain research, but the level of this hospital itself is not enough to carry out more tests, so they recommended Yukimura to make an appointment with a hospital that is famous for its brain department. For this young man, it may be possible to check as soon as possible Treatment will be more beneficial.

Yukimura looked at his mother and the doctors in silence to thank him, with a gentle and calm expression on his face. His calmness gradually made everyone feel relieved. After all, it does not seem to be good news at the moment. If you can face it calmly, everyone will be happy. Will feel more at ease.

After Yukimura's infusion ended, his body had completely returned to normal.He changed into his school uniform and put his tennis bag behind his back.The father and sister have already returned home, and they can go home and wait for the notice of the scheduled inspection time after this end.Although both mother and Sanada looked worried, Yukimura did not feel any discomfort.Until now, he didn't have the slightest feeling that he was sick, and even the strangeness before fainting disappeared.

Did he really suffer from some incurable disease?

Obviously just fainted, maybe too tired and a little hypoglycemia, or malnutrition during the growth period, is it normal that such things cannot be detected?

As he thought about it, he saw a well-disguised worry on his mother's face.Although it was just a little speculation, he was still a little uneasy about the previous symptoms.No matter how much he deceived himself, he also knew that as an athlete, numbness, tingling and weakness in limbs from time to time, or even sudden fainting is not good news.

In the dream that was so real that he resisted, the golden cat pupils were still clearly reflected in his mind.

For the first time, he felt how terrible it is to have an uncontrolled body.

In late autumn and early winter in November, there is a chilly sea breeze in the air.After Yukimura fainted, he was banned from daily training by everyone in the tennis club. Several people present that day watched him appear on the sidelines in horror.After escorting Yukimura to the ambulance with Sanada, they were asked to go home immediately, so they were even more disturbed when they learned from Sanada that the test results could not be found.

If they could tell what the disease was, they wouldn't feel terrible, but when they heard that they were going to a hospital in Tokyo for a full set of checkups, they began to worry. The minister whose family has always been said to be a monster turned out to be stronger than them. Also young and will need to take care of children.

This fact finally made their complexions increasingly heavy.

Yukimura made an appointment for inspection on the first Saturday in early November.He originally insisted not to let his parents accompany him alone, but although Yukimura's father did not persuade him to let his family follow him, he forced Yukimura to bring Sanada who appeared in Yukimura's living room early in the morning.

"Mom knows that you want to be strong, and you don't want to worry your family, and you don't want to affect your father's work, but Seichi, don't refuse your family's company, this is also a way for us to share for you." Yukimura's mother tidied up his clothes Collar, smiled and patted Sanada on the shoulder standing at the door, "Xianichiro is like a child in our family, at least let him accompany you, okay?"

Yukimura pursed his lips, and he twitched the corners of his mouth for a while to reveal a not-so-good-looking smile, "Okay, it's nothing serious anyway, don't worry too much, Mom."

He bid farewell to his family, hugged his unhappy younger sister, and went out with Sanada to the nearby tram stop.

"Why do you have to follow?" Yukimura looked at his friend with a sullen face, "Shouldn't you supervise the training in the ministry?"

"It's the end of the semester now, and we'll always return to normal training intensity. It's enough to have Renji watching." Sanada replied uncompromisingly, "Who is the most worrying thing at the moment, you should also have some awareness."

Yukimura stared at him sideways, "I said it was just an ordinary inspection, don't you believe me?"

"Compared to you who never told me about your physical condition, I trust the hospital's machine more." Sanada looked at the slowly stopping tram, took Yukimura's wrist to get on the train, walked to the empty seat and sat down.Yukimura, who couldn't break free from that iron fist from the beginning to the end, frowned and glared at his friend.

"What's the matter with you?" He shook off the hands that restrained him, and looked at the person beside him who was pulling him with concern. "Is this taking care of me like a glass bottle? Sanada, you know I hate this."

Since we knew each other since childhood, when I first got sick, Sanada was trained by me several times for being too cautious. Seeing that nervous Sanada appear again this time, the fire in Yukimura's heart gradually ignited. Notice how he calls his friends.

A shadow flashed in Sanada's eyes, and he sat silently on the side without responding.Yukimura is in a bad mood now, if he gets angry and quarrels with him, neither of them can calm down.He just folded his arms and looked at the electronic screen of the station name, allowing Yukimura to calm down slowly.

It was four or ten minutes later when the two got off the bus at the station. They were silent without saying a word, and they resumed their conversation when they reached the gate of the hospital.

"I'm going to visit the doctor who made an appointment, and you just need to help me get some good things."

Sanada nodded and followed him all the way to the door of the doctor's office.When Yukimura entered, he stood in the corridor leaning against the wall, staring blankly at several examination rooms not far away, and remembered what happened when he was a child.

When he was 5 years old, Yukimura was not such a domineering child. He was at the age when he hated hospitals and was afraid of injections.Once he didn't come to the club because of a fever and asked for leave. When Sanada followed Yukimura's mother to the hospital to see Yukimura, he hid at the door and watched the boy with tears in his mouth and eyes because the infusion needle stuck into his skin.

That was the first time that Sanada felt the same antipathy towards hospitals as Yukimura did.

He didn't want to see Yukimura suffering, and he didn't want him to show that expression.

But now, he faintly heard the conversation between Yukimura and the doctor in the room, and his nose was full of Yukimura's most disgusting smell, and Sanada's mind was gradually filled with a sense of powerlessness.

Even though everything was going so smoothly, he thought that Yukimura already had the most perfect body and would never cry because of illness again.

Yukimura followed the doctor out of the office, and when Sanada was about to follow, he was stopped by his arm.

"Wait for me here, Genichiro, I'll go to the next inspection by myself." Yukimura smiled and handed him his tennis bag, "Maybe it will take a while, if you have something to do, you can go first. "

"No, it's nothing, I'll wait for you in the lounge here." Sanada carefully observed Yukimura's expression, and didn't see any embarrassment, "Tell me what projects you want to do, and I know where to find you if you have anything to do .”

Yukimura hesitated for a moment, the doctor beside him smiled and comforted him, "Kun Yukimura, there are all the items in this list, so your friend can feel at ease, let him handle the procedures, how about it?" Handed over a document bag, Sanada took it, bowed to him and entrusted him to take care of Yukimura, and watched them leave.

When he went to go through the fee procedures, he felt a little uneasy when he saw the sympathetic expression of the nurse.

"Excuse me, is there anything wrong with these items?"

"Ah, I'm sorry, did my reaction worry you?" The nurse responded hastily, "The main reason is that there is a check that is not common, but it is not dangerous. Please rest assured." She turned the list and pointed to Sanada said, "This gadolinium-enhanced MRI is an ordinary brain scan, but the cerebrospinal fluid examination will make the patient a little uncomfortable."

Sanada looked at the few nouns she didn't know, and asked what they meant.

"Generally speaking, these are neuritis inspection items, but the cerebrospinal fluid inspection is usually used for special items suspected of intracranial hemorrhage, central system problems, or coma and paralysis with unknown reasons." She glanced at the boy's school uniform , A trace of sympathy flashed in his eyes, "It is your friend who made an appointment for the examination today. His attending physician is our brain director, please rest assured."

She didn't tell the teenager how painful it was to have a CSF test, and it was all the more distressing to be dealing with those as a teenager.She hadn't been working for a long time, and she wasn't used to the heavy feelings of the family members of these patients, so she showed something on her face, but she didn't want it to affect the boy's state.

Sanada suddenly remembered the description he saw two days ago.After knowing that Yukimura might be suffering from a neurological disease, he searched for information on some diseases with high probability and examination and treatment, and no matter which one, the word movement disorder was clearly written.In the photos that were scanned, there was a picture of a patient lying on his side on the bed, and the doctor inserted a long needle into his spine.

That was the cerebrospinal fluid test, which terrified Sanada just for diagnosis.

It was the first time in his more than ten years of life that he came into contact with such medical methods, but he never expected that today, on Yukimura's body, these examinations are being carried out one by one.

He finally knew why Yukimura didn't allow anyone to accompany him. In such an embarrassing situation, wouldn't even his family want them to see him in pain?Knowing all of this, and understanding Yukimura's choice, did Yukimura's parents, who let Sanada go with him, also be very aware of the inspection their son would face?

Sanada realized for a moment how cruel he was to forcefully follow Yukimura.And along the way, he has been complaining about Yukimura's wayward self in his heart, so why should he force the other party to respond to him calmly and calmly when he knows these items?

Sanada lowered her head and buried her body in the lounge chair.The tennis bags of the two were leaning against each other at their feet, he held Yukimura's windbreaker coat and scarf in his arms, buried his face in the man's clothes, his eyes were stingy.

In the darkness, the familiar scent of flowers that belonged to that person penetrated his nose from his clothes.This smell has healed itself countless times, but now, its owner does not know whether it can still take care of those beloved flowers and plants this winter.

It was two hours after Sanada received the notification from the nurse.When he followed the nurse to Yukimura's ward, the boy was slowly sitting up on the bed.He hurried over to hold Yukimura's arm, this time he was not thrown away.

"Thank you, Genichiro." The man held his hand tightly, so hard that Sanada was a little surprised.The pale man frowned, and even though he was asked to lie down to recover after the examination to prevent a headache, he was allowed to get up after waiting for a long time.After the frightening inspection, he only gradually put his heart back in place when he saw Sanada by his side.

It is very hard to fight alone when no one is with you.

He held Sanada's hand, and the warm palm continuously eased his own coldness.He raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, and looked at Sanada sitting next to him, and stretched his eyebrows and eyes.

The door of the ward was pushed open, and a serious doctor walked in with a stack of papers in his hand.

"Ah, Yukimura-kun's friend? It's just right. If you are here, I can talk." The doctor sat down by the table, put the stack of documents on the table, and took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose. "Although I hope you Your parents can be there, but I think you might prefer to hear the results yourself first, based on your performance during the examination."

He stared at the young man who was slowly sitting upright with a gloomy face, and a sigh gradually rose in his heart.

"Fortunately, based on the initial symptoms you described and the results of the cerebrospinal fluid examination, it is not the most dangerous disease we are most worried about, but the type of polyneuritis you suffer from is very similar to Guillain-Barré syndrome .Although it is not life-threatening and painful in itself, it requires a longer period of treatment."

He handed it to Sanada who got up to take the document, motioning for the two to read some treatment options.

"With the current domestic treatment conditions, we mainly recommend the combination of initial drugs and infusions. The symptoms will quickly worsen after two or three weeks of onset. Therefore, before that, we recommend that you be admitted to the hospital for observation. In the middle and late stages, according to the development of the disease, at least one treatment will be performed. Only surgery can heal, it will be effective and the recovery effect will be better.” He glanced at the patient’s information and looked at Yukimura’s figure, “Kun Yukimura is a tennis player, right? This kind of neurological disease has a great impact on sports , It takes a very strong will to recover." And the degree of recovery varies from person to person, the doctor swallowed the second half of the sentence.

"Therefore, no matter what you choose, it is the difference in recovery effect and speed. I think you'd better go back and discuss with your family before making a decision."

Yukimura, who remained silent from the beginning to the end, took the stack of papers and read it quietly. Sanada asked a few things in a low voice, wrote down the answers, and watched Yukimura silently.

"I see, sir." After a while, Yukimura raised his head and smiled gently.He stood up and dusted off the corner of his clothes, and after discussing the specific matters with the doctor, he and Sanada said goodbye to him and left.Although he didn't notice the abnormality on Yukimura's surface, Sanada knew how tolerant this person was.

Sanada finally saw Yukimura turning his head to look at him when he got on the train back to Kanagawa and was about to arrive at the station.

"Thank you for your hard work today, Genichiro." He bent his mouth and took Sanada's tennis bag from his back. "See you at school tomorrow."

"Seiki!" Sanada frowned at him dissatisfied, why are you still stubborn at this moment?

"I'm the head of the Tennis Department of Lihai University. Is there anything wrong with participating in the training?"

"Don't be brave, Jingshi. You know..."

"I'm still standing, Sanada." Yukimura's face sank, with a cold light in his eyes, "I can walk and move, and I have no disabilities."

"I won't be admitted to the hospital. I can take medicine and infusion, and I can accept surgery. But I will never lie in bed like a disabled person and wait for the doctors and nurses to treat me." He turned his head and looked at The city street scene flashed outside the car window, "I will spare you the preaching, you know I won't listen."

Sanada stared at his side face with wide eyes, "Seiichi, it will be too late to do anything after you faint again. Don't let the condition get worse!"

"Sanada!" Yukimura stopped him sharply, and closed his eyes tightly, "My body, let me decide for myself."

He couldn't stop anymore, and once he stopped, he would never be able to run ahead of others, and he would never have the courage to go back on that road again.

Once he stops, he'll be, afraid to hold the racket.

The golden pupils flashed in his mind, like a curse.

After playing tennis for ten years, he finally truly understood the five senses.

However, it is on myself.