The road of the house owner of the pig in the Chanyuan

Because he wanted to take Xiaohui to get vaccinated, he was worried that there would be too many people in the hospital, so Naoya got up early the next day, leaving Gojo Satoru who was still lying on the bed, got up gently by himself, changed his clothes, washed up, and went to the office in the restaurant.

What he didn't expect was that in the dining room, apart from Zhen Wang who was preparing breakfast, Xia Youjie had already sat at the table early and was eating breakfast calmly. I don't know if there was any psychological counseling Because of this, the gloomy emotion in the other party's eyes is much less than yesterday, and the brows and eyes are also fully stretched, no longer the vertical and horizontal ravines of yesterday.

"Morning, young master." Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Naoya standing in front of the restaurant. He didn't move for a long time. Zhenwang turned his head in doubt and asked softly, "Are you eating breakfast now?"

"Ah? Oh, um, almost," Naoya came back to his senses and looked at Zhenwang, but he still couldn't help squinting at Xia Youjie twice from the corner of his eyes, and asked with some concealment, "Where is Xiaohui, Haven't woken up yet?"

"It's still early, I'm going to wait for Xiaohui to sleep for another half an hour, and then I'll call him," Zhenwang said with a smile, "Young master, please sit down first, breakfast will be ready soon."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Naoya nodded, came to the table and pulled a chair to sit down, silent for a while, it was like chatting, looking at Xia Youjie across the table, and asked casually, "Jie, what are you doing?" Waking up so early?" As he said that, he glanced sideways at the clock on Qiang, and the time was only just seven o'clock.

"Probably because I went to bed very early yesterday, so I woke up earlier." Xia Youjie smiled slightly, "Besides, you are also quite early."

"Then did you sleep well?" Naoya asked with some concern, with a hint of apology on his face, "I was too busy yesterday because of those messy things, so I didn't have a good chat with you... "

"It's okay, you've helped me a lot." Seeing that Xia Youjie shook his head, he comforted Zhizai and said, "I lost my temper yesterday, so don't take it to heart." After finishing speaking, he never mentioned last night How is your sleep quality?

Naturally, with Zhizai's carefulness, he also noticed the evasion in Xia Youjie's words, and couldn't help pursing the corners of his lips helplessly for a while.

Although Xia Youjie himself seems to be very approachable, especially when standing with Wujo Wu, the aura exuding from his whole body can't help but make outsiders feel that the other party is much easier to get along with than Wujo Wu's jumpy personality.

But in fact, after a long time of real contact, you will find that there is not much difference between the two in essence. They have built their own hearts to be almost airtight, and it is difficult to truly accept others, especially Xia Youjie.

However, it's not all fruitless, Zhizai comforted himself in his heart, at least he could feel that Xia Youjie's attitude towards him was a little closer than when he was in the college.

"Stayed in our office for a day, how do you feel?" Seeing that Xia Youjie didn't want to discuss further on the topic just now, Naozai changed the subject and said with a hint of teasing in his tone, "Do you want to talk about it immediately?" The impulse to come here for an internship?"

"Your office is indeed very good." Knowing that Naoya was deliberately teasing, Xia Youjie smiled helplessly, but still said seriously, "To be honest, I never thought about it before. It is so complete and thoughtful in every aspect, not only has special guest rooms, but also supporting restaurants, and the taste is quite good.”

"These are all credits to Zhenwang. She helps me manage the office most of the time," Naoya said with a smile, without hiding his admiration and trust for Zhenwang. It is inevitable that Kyoto and Tokyo will not be able to take care of them."

"Thank you, young master, for your compliment," Naoya said as soon as Naoya's voice fell, and Zhen Wang came to Naoya with a steaming breakfast. It was still a classic Japanese breakfast, a three-piece set of rice, grilled fish, and miso soup, but there was an extra portion Strawberry Daifuku, with just the right amount of intimacy, smiled and said, "Your breakfast is ready, please use it."

"Strawberry Daifuku?" Naoya raised his eyebrows and looked at Mamoko, "Why did you suddenly think of buying this?"

"Young master misunderstood, I didn't buy this." Zhenwang frowned, covered his lips and smiled, "Master Gojo Wu specially asked me to hand it over to you this morning."

"I asked you to give it to me?" Naoya frowned strangely, looked at the Strawberry Daifuku in front of him, and then at Zhenwang, puzzled, "It's just a Strawberry Daifuku, why didn't he give it to me?"

"It's not because you have been avoiding me before."

An all-too-familiar voice, even somewhat lazy, suddenly sounded behind Naoya, which made him startled for a moment. Looking back, he saw Gojo Satoru leaning against the door frame in his pajamas, with a hang on his face. With a few traces of drowsiness, only a pair of blue eyes, but still looking straight at Naoya.

"How can I avoid you..." Seeing the other person's eyes, Naoya turned back with some guilt, buried her head in finishing her own breakfast, and urged vaguely without looking at him, " Now that you're awake, let's have breakfast."

"Tch, if you say no, then there is no," Gojo Satoru let out a snort from his nasal cavity, and stepped over to Naoya's side in two or three steps, and after sitting down swaggeringly, he didn't forget to lean over and put his arm around Naoya's shoulders, and said casually He asked, "Why do you get up so early? Are you going out later? Do you want me to accompany you?"

"...It's not interesting to take Xiaohui to the hospital for vaccinations. Besides, shouldn't you go back to school to write a report?" Feeling the touch from his shoulder, Naoya paused In the end, he still held back and didn't dodge. After all, he only promised Wujo Wu last night. If he avoided it now, with Wujo Wu's personality and temper, he would turn his face on the spot and show him.

What's more... Naoya lowered his eyes. In the beginning, the cause was that he had a strange dream. On the contrary, it was Gojo Satoru who was deliberately hidden by him for several days for no reason. With the muffled words in his ears, Naoya felt that somewhere in his heart was inexplicably sore.

"What's there to write about this report?" Wujo Wu didn't notice anything, curled his lips, and muttered, seeing Xia Youjie who was quietly eating breakfast across the table, his eyes lit up, "Let Jie help me write the report. That's it!"

However, Xia Youjie only looked up at Wujo Wu, smiled inexplicably, and did not speak, and because of Wujo Wu's escaped words, Naozai got out of the previous guilt, with a full face With an expression of 'I knew you would say that', he gave Wujo Wujo a sideways glance, and after taking a sip of the salty miso soup, he said lightly, "I'm sorry, Jie wants to go to the hospital with me to get the medicine. I already told Teacher Yemo about this matter yesterday, so you can only go back by yourself."

Gojo Satoru: "..."

Damn, all of you are targeting me!

Gojo Satoru was so angry that he snatched the untouched strawberry Daifuku in front of Naoya, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed fiercely with his teeth gritted.

On the other hand, Zhizai and Xia Youjie, who saw it, looked at each other, and then they both raised the corners of their mouths helplessly.

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How did Gojo Satoru go back to the high school angrily to write that thought-consuming report by himself, not to mention for the time being, here, Naoya hugged Xiaohui, together with Xia Youjie, after breakfast, not long Then came to the gate of Mihua General Hospital.

It’s just that a hospital is a hospital after all, no matter how early they get up, the number of people who go here for treatment and treatment is not much less than usual, the smell of disinfectant is mixed with the endless stream of people coming and going, matching the early morning. The humid air soaked into Naoya's nostrils together, inexplicably making his mood a little depressed.

"You can go to the pharmacy next to the hospital with the receipt and the office's voucher to get the medicine directly, and you don't have to worry about the cost. They are all reimbursed by subsidies," Naoya sighed with relief, and looked at Xia You Jie, because he was holding Xiaohui, he could only lift his chin, pointed in a direction and said, "Here, it's over there, very close, but the pediatrics department is on the other side, you need to go get the medicine first, and then go to the Wait for us in front of the gate, or go to the pediatrics with me and Xiaohui first?"

"Then I'll go to the pediatrics with you first," Xia Youjie thought for a while, then smiled warmly, "It won't take much time anyway."

"Okay," Naoya nodded, looked down at Xiaohui in his arms, and coaxed, "I will get an injection later, if Xiaohui is afraid, you can hold my uncle's hand, okay?"

"I'm...not afraid." Xiaohui pouted her small mouth, slightly frowning her brows, she seemed a little unconvinced, turned her face away, and stopped looking at Naoya awkwardly , but his little hand tightly held Naoya's fingers very honestly.

Naozai was happy when he saw the situation, and his gloomy mood, which was infected by the atmosphere of the hospital, immediately dissipated a lot. After looking at each other and smiling with Xia Youjie, the three of them followed the guidance of the road signs and came to the Department of Pediatrics.

Compared with other places, the Department of Pediatrics obviously has more shrill cries that belong to young children, especially children's emotions are very easy to be infected, even children who can bear not to cry at first, will not cry when they see it. After the other children cried bitterly, the voice seemed to be opened by an invisible key, passing on the crying sound that lasted for almost three days.

Therefore, as soon as he entered the pediatric department, Naoya looked nervously at Xiaohui in his arms, fearing that Xiaohui would also be infected by this emotion, but he didn't want to, Xiaohui was still very calm, just like a little adult, pursing his lips, There was almost no extra fluctuation in the corners of the eyes and brows, if he hadn't felt the force on his fingers a little heavier, Naoya would have been deceived by Xiaohui's calm and indifferent expression.

"Xiao Hui is awesome, even braver than my uncle imagined!"

However, Naoya has never been stingy about praising Xiaohui from all aspects, and immediately rubbed Xiaohui's soft and sticky cheeks, making the child's face flush, and buried his face in Naoya's chest awkwardly, angrily This evasion can only be regarded as giving up reluctantly.

Seeing this, Xia Youjie on the side couldn't help but also smiled, then glanced around, paused, and finally understood, since entering this hospital, the sense of disobedience that has been faintly haunting in his heart, what is it? Where did it come from.

"This hospital... is very 'clean'." Xia Youjie said suddenly, looking back at Naoya, with a hint of curiosity in his expression, "Is it also because of the office?"

Regarding this seemingly endless question, Naoya just smiled lightly and said affirmatively, "After all, we have a certain cooperative relationship with this hospital, not to mention that there are people from the Metropolitan Police Department's Curse Countermeasures Division who will tell you." Regular inspections."

What Xia Youjie asked was naturally the mantra.

As we all know, curse spirits breed from negative emotions of human beings, and the hospital can be regarded as the master of negative emotions. Therefore, in addition to placing powerful and effective spells in the hospital that can expel most of the curse spirits, they will also regularly arrange conjurers. Check and remove.

Because the Mihua General Hospital is led by the government, it has considerable cooperation with the firm. Therefore, compared with other hospitals, there are almost no spells here.

"I see," Xia Youjie nodded, feeling a little emotional for a while, "I haven't seen such a clean hospital for a long time since I can remember..."

However, before Xia Youjie could finish speaking, a piercing yelling, accompanied by the muffled sound of bodies pushing and bumping, interrupted Xia Youjie's unfinished words and attracted the attention of the two of them.

"What do you mean! Tell me clearly!" Wearing a striped dark suit, a slightly fat middle-aged man is staring at a pair of slightly smaller eyes, wearing a mask by his side with one hand, and his face glowing. The abnormally flushed little girl stretched out her hand, pointed viciously at the nurse in front of her, and glared.

"My daughter is obviously just a common cold, why is it in your mouth that she seems to be dying, and you still spend so much money on messy checkups and prescribing a bunch of inexplicable medicines? Is your hospital deliberately trying to make money? Black-hearted money, do you still have a conscience!!!”

The man's increasingly high-pitched curses, accompanied by the spit of spittle flying from his mouth, attracted countless onlookers, and even the crying of the children around him was suppressed a lot.

The female nurse who was pointed at by the man was about thirty or so years old. Faced with the man's accusation and scolding, she had a calm face, and she just bowed slightly and said slowly, "Sir, I have already said, I am just conveying for the doctor. Your daughter is infected with seasonal influenza. Although the symptoms are not much different from the common cold, but for young children, seasonal influenza is likely to cause pneumonia or heart failure, endangering your daughter's life. Please also As directed by the doctor, I..."

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Maybe it was because he loved his daughter eagerly, maybe he was out of breath, or maybe he was simply venting his dissatisfaction. The man raised his hand furiously, and under the surprised eyes of everyone, he slapped the nurse in front of him fiercely, and let out a cry. There was a crisp sound, and the female nurse, who was caught off guard by the slap abruptly, fell to the floor in the blink of an eye.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, only the crying of some young children still lingered restlessly in the crowd. They either explored, couldn't bear it, or looked at the female nurse lying on the ground mockingly, but no one , wanted to go up to stop him, but just watched indifferently, without saying a word.

"How dare you curse my daughter, you deserve to be a nurse!"

As if he was still angry, the man raised his foot high, and was about to kick the female nurse who hadn't gotten up on the ground, even though his daughter, who seemed to care about her, had already closed her eyes at this moment , leaning against his legs with a face helpless, almost at any moment he might fall down on the cold floor like the female nurse.

"This uncle," but, before the man kicked his feet off, Naoya squinted his eyes, hugged Xiao Hui with one hand, and grabbed the man's back collar with the other, strangling the man's throat, almost choking him He picked it up and left the ground, and said coldly, "I advise you to calm down."