[Net King] Imai Hospital 300 days

first day of admission

"Maybe you've seen me fall down in embarrassment, but please don't blink, because this is not the end."

——Excerpt from Yukimura Seiichi's diary

In Tokyo in September, it rained a little.

The pattering rain mixed with the sticky and humid air, and the gloomy sky seemed like an indelible stain.

He pushed the white-painted suitcase into the spacious and bright hall, and the muddy water splashed made the neat sneakers lose their beauty in an instant.The hustle and bustle of people made the humid air stickier.

He stood here, his calm eyes under the milky white hair band seemed to be out of tune with the hustle and bustle.He sat quietly on the silver-gray plastic armchair, waiting for his name to be spoken.

"Number 25, Mr. Seiichi Yukimura, Mr. Seiichi Yukimura, please go to the information desk."

Yukimura stood up, quietly pushed the suitcase, and stopped beside the busy service desk.

"Sorry for the long wait, are you Dr. Tono's patient? Yesterday, Dr. Tono has arranged for you to check in. Single ward [-], turn left, there is an elevator to the third floor, go out The first room on the left is your ward."

Yukimura nodded and smiled politely: "I'm sorry."

Then he turned around and walked to the ward according to the nurse's arrangement.

Ward [-] is on the west side of the hospital. Open the window and you can see the small garden behind the hospital. Many long-term patients are resting and chatting there. The atmosphere is as harmonious as if this is an ordinary nursing home.

Yukimura carefully drew the curtains, opened the window to let the room breathe, and finally opened the suitcase and started to pack his things in a hurry.

In fact, I didn't bring many things, the most precious ones were only the tennis bag on my back and the two photos on the bedside table.

One photo is a family portrait taken by the whole family at the opening ceremony when my younger sister Harumi was promoted to Nanshonan Elementary School.

The other photo is a group photo of all the members of the Lihai University Tennis Club who won the championship after the final of this year's national competition.

Yukimura washed the towel and wiped the neat photo frame again, the polished mirror looked radiant.

"Good morning, Mina-san."

Probably because today is the monthly inspection and acceptance of Imai Hospital, both doctors and nurses are busy, and a large number of people in the inpatient department have been transferred to the emergency department and logistics.

Yukimura, who had just been admitted to the hospital, seemed to have been slightly forgotten. The nurses forgot to bring him a brand new hospital gown, so he had to go get it himself.

Fortunately, there was still a little nurse staying behind in the inpatient department. Hearing that Yukimura hadn't got the hospital gown, she immediately ran to the logistics office very sorry to get Yukimura's clothes and some odds and ends.

"So, Master Atobe, what do you think of the situation after the inspection?" The footsteps of a group of people came from the other end of the corridor.

Hearing the familiar surname, Yukimura turned around curiously.

"Atobe-kun." He raised the corner of his mouth, "Long time no see."

Keigo Atobe stopped in his footsteps, and the cold expression on his face instantly turned into a familiar smile: "I didn't expect to meet you here, Yukimura-kun." As soon as the words fell, the little nurse hurried back from the logistics office He quickly handed the hospital gown to Yukimura: "I'm really sorry, Yukimura-kun, but I have to trouble you to pick it up yourself."

"It's okay." Yukimura smiled softly.

Only then did Atobe realize his slip of the tongue just now, and the atmosphere instantly became much more embarrassing.

The leader of the hospital who accompanied Atobe wiped the sweat from his forehead, and couldn't help but look at the handsome young man in front of him. His eyes wandered between the two handsome young men, and he was secretly relieved. He must have met an acquaintance. Master Atobe is much easier to talk to.

Sure enough, Atobe immediately turned his head and said to him: "I am very satisfied with the basic situation of Imai Hospital. The Atobe Foundation is very happy to have such an excellent partner. The details of the cooperation content need further discussion. The representatives of both parties will discuss it later." Let’s arrange another time to discuss further.”

After listening, the leader of the hospital nodded winkingly: "Thank you very much for your appreciation of our hospital." Then he left in a mighty manner with a group of people.

Atobe stepped forward.

"It feels very different from Atobe-kun on the field." Yukimura leaned against the front desk of the inpatient department, tilted his head and looked at Atobe warmly with a smile, "I always feel very attractive."

"Huh?" Atobe looked at Yukimura, and the astonishment in his eyes instantly turned into confidence. He snapped his fingers proudly, "My grandpa's gorgeousness dominates the audience all the time."

"That's right." Yukimura nodded secondarily.

"So, is it an honor for me to invite you to lunch?" Atobe naturally changed the subject.

It was meal time, and the hospital was becoming more and more crowded.

According to Uncle Atobe's taste, he naturally looks down on places like hospital cafeterias that are rich in dark dishes.However, there are few elegant and high-end restaurants near the hospital.Of course, under normal circumstances Atobe is always the one who makes the impossible possible.

This time is no exception.

The handsome waiters on both sides stepped forward to tie napkins for Yukimura and Atobe who were sitting on both sides of the long table.

Butler Shibasaki, who was standing in the middle, stepped forward, gently put his hand in front of the exquisite candlestick, and pressed the switch, and the candle started to burn automatically.

Yukimura looked at the sky, the rain stopped for a while, but the sky was still gray. The damp and muddy smell in the air lingered in his nose, but it was immediately washed away by the aroma of delicious food.

"Although it's daytime, it's interesting to have a candlelight lunch." Yukimura gracefully picked up the knife and fork on the right.

Atobe was not embarrassed at all: "This uncle is unique."

Yukimura lowered his eyes, noncommittal, and began to enjoy the delicious food contentedly.He has never paid much attention to appetite, but thinking of the long time he will spend in the hospital, it may be difficult to enjoy such delicious food again, so the movements of his hands can't help but slow down a bit.

"Yukimura-kun." Atobe cleared his throat.

"Just call me Yukimura."

"Yukimura." Atobe said kindly, "What's your phone number?"

Yukimura opened his eyes wide open without any trace, his surprise was clear at a glance.

Butler Shibazaki standing by the long table looked slightly embarrassed.Master, the progress is too fast...

Unexpectedly, Yukimura thought for a while, then took out the mobile phone from his pocket, and was about to pass it to Atobe, but found... the distance of three meters in front of him seemed a bit far away.

Fortunately, the considerate and considerate housekeeper Shibazaki stepped forward immediately: "Leave it to me, Master Yukimura."

Then he walked to Atobe and handed Yukimura's cell phone to Atobe.

Atobe turned on Yukimura's mobile phone and said while operating it: "I have a very good software to share with you."

Yukimura looked at him with interest: "What kind of software is it?"

"Communication software." Atobe paused after finishing speaking, "I have added my number to your mobile phone contacts."

"Is it a software like Line?" Yukimura laughed.

"The software exclusively developed by the Atobe family is naturally not that simple." Atobe raised the corner of his mouth, "This is a software specially designed for the ice emperor 200-person tennis club, and it will definitely not let you down."

Yukimura nodded: "I believe in you."

Atobe smiled smugly: "Hmph, you'll like it."

Yukimura blinked: "But what is the original intention of the design?"

"This... the phone bill is too expensive."

Seeing such a nonsensical answer from Atobe in a serious manner, Yukimura couldn't help laughing. It wasn't until later that Atobe answered very seriously that he responded thoughtfully: "Call 200 people at the same time. Sending text messages on the phone is really tiring. Even if it is Line, the group chat limit is only 100 people.” So, is it true that Atobu is not planning without preparation?

"Well, that's what I think." Atobe nodded with satisfaction, "Tailor-made is my style."

The lunch ended very happily, when Yukimura took back his mobile phone from Atobe's hand, his finger movements inadvertently paused.

The keen Atobe found out almost immediately, but didn't say anything.

"I'm looking forward to meeting you again on the field." Atobe stretched out his right hand, "You are one of the few opponents that I recognize, Yukimura." So you won't fall down easily.

"Yes." Yukimura smiled and stretched out his right hand to shake Atobe, "But Atobe... your opponent should be Genichiro."

Back in the ward, Yukimura took out his mobile phone and curiously activated the software that Atobe specially downloaded for him.Although it is a bit abrupt, the software recommended by Atobe must be very good, Yukimura thought.

The usage of this communication software called "Touch" is similar to that of Line, and Yukimura quickly got used to it.But currently the address book is empty, only the name of Atobe.Well, he has occupied all the pages of the address book by himself, he really deserves to be the emperor of the King's Landing Ice Emperor.

Yukimura thought so, curiously opened Atobe's personal application platform.Yukimura likes this unique personal setting very much, and there are many audio, video and picture files in Atobe's personal sharing.

Yukimura couldn't make a choice for a while due to the overwhelming number of files. He didn't open it until he saw the file name "Solo Show".

"Atobe! Atobe! Atobe! Atobe!"

The majestic cheers from the 200-man tennis team immediately flooded into our ears.

Yukimura raised his eyebrows, and what appeared on the phone screen was Atobe's clean serve. "Already confident enough not to fear that shared files will be used to collect data?"

Amidst the shouts of "Atobe" and the screams of "Atobe SAMA", Yukimura struggled to watch the entire video, and smiled helplessly with his right hand propped on his chin. It turned out that this is what the one-man show meant.

... The whole picture is only the figure of Atobe, which can't be more cruel.

The author has something to say: I showed the article to my friends, who commented that the writing style has improved slightly, but there are still serious problems.Daily self-summarization is two points, the erratic style of writing stuck between the drama and light joy and the description of Baishi without love.So although it was difficult, I decided to overturn it and start over.

I didn't think luck was my life before, but it seems that only this pair of CPs makes me feel cute.

My sister is very worried that if I write the same CP, it will make people feel aesthetically tired, but I will strive to write different thoughts in each article.

Tiantian is relatively fragile now, if you want to make a brick, please pat it lightly.

Deputy CP Fujitsuka, whether he likes it or not, there will not be too much description, Tezuka is probably playing soy sauce.

Then, the student who wrote Bai Xing who was worried about running into trouble can not worry anymore... Hee hee.

☆, the fifth day of admission