Days as a Reincarnator in Yokohama

Three days later, the restaurant downstairs of the Butei Club.

The test tubes containing fresh medicines are neatly arranged on the table, the cleaned knives reflect cold light on the shelf, and the room is filled with a faint fragrance of lemon, mixed with a kind of stimulation like lightning and thunder.

In front of the cold workbench, a thin and frail figure seemed to be extremely tired, leaning quietly on the marble table with his arms propped up, his long blue hair loosely draped over his shoulders.

He tilted his head slightly, his brows were furrowed as if exhausted, and his red lips lost their color.

In the past few days, a large amount of radiant potions have been produced from here and shipped to all parts of the world.

However, only Hirakawa Yaji was responsible for the preparation of the medicine. The light of [Light Bamboo], the thunder of [Thundering Onion], and the electricity of [Shuma Lemon] are all essences that can only be extracted by very delicate operations, so This job requires him to devote 100% concentration and patience without any distraction.

Relying on the Regenerative Research Institute's speed ratio for a few days, and the continuous influence of the strange pollution on his body, the current state of Hirakawa Yaji is really not good.

After finally disposing of all the mature light bamboos, he wanted to lie on his stomach for a while, but he didn’t know when he was half asleep and half fainted, and his consciousness was drowsy, as if stuck in a swamp, unable to sink or wake up Come, a stone was pressed against his heart, and he couldn't breathe.

Gradually, a strange cyanosis appeared on the lip nails.

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A certain city, Department of Critical Care Medicine.

The doctors were wearing sterile gowns around a hospital bed. On the bed was a small figure with a small chest rising and falling rapidly and deeply. The monitor beside the bed was continuously beeping alarms, making people panic.

"Is there any other treatment?"

A look of unbearableness flashed in the eyes of a younger female doctor. This child was too young, so small that it made them worry.

The gray-haired chief physician shook his head: "I've used everything that can be used, the weird pollution can't be removed, and all treatments can't achieve a positive effect. The child is too young, and the body functions can't resist at all."

"Mother……"

The child who was awakened by the discomfort was as weak as a kitten, crying and looking for his mother.

The female doctor hurriedly coaxed: "Baby, don't cry, we can see mother when we recover, take a big breath."

There is also a girl of the same age in her family, and as long as she thinks that one day her child will cry for her like this, but she can't do anything, she can't help crying.

"Director, is there really no other way? What about the ability users, is there no way to invite one over?"

The old director sighed, stared at the little girl for a while, clenched his fists and said, "I'll figure out a way! Get rid of this old face!"

……

Shizuoka Prefecture, quarantine area.

A few days ago, the isolation area, which was like howling ghosts and howling wolves, is much quieter now, and from time to time, laughter that seems to be crying and laughing suddenly spreads across most of the corridor.

It has been four days since that strange incident. The lightly wounded have been transferred to a specialized hospital after treatment. Most of the other wounded have been howling so much that they can’t speak. Some of the manic ones were given drugs by the doctor and fell asleep peacefully. .

From time to time, new patients came in, and old patients went out lying down.

A man in his forties was pleading with the doctor: "Doctor, do I really have to amputate my limbs? I have an old child and a young child. I lost my leg. What should I do at home?"

Although the doctor was very sympathetic, he still firmly said: "It must be amputated. Now the pollution has not yet penetrated deep, and you can still save your life after the amputation. If you drag on, when the pollution and infection are thoroughly deepened, you will have no chance to amputate. First Saving your life is the number one priority, and now the prosthetic is perfect, after a while it will be no different from your original leg."

"I... I'll think about it again."

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In the dark night, a capable person covered his wound with pain, and staggered to lead the strangeness to the uninhabited area.

Under his hand was the cut abdomen, and the wet and slippery organs were mixed with blood and leaked out along the wound.

"Call for support, there is a C+ level weirdness in Hongye Plaza in Shizhong District, in a spirit state."

···

Hirakawa Yaji overdrawn the radiance potion produced by the energy, and urgently shipped it to various places. Although it is as small as a drop of water in the sea for the huge demand, each one is used wisely——

"What, is there a new drug against weird pollution?"

The old director who was bowing to beg for help slowly straightened his back.

A few-year-old girl survived.

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"I have good news for you. You don't need to amputate your leg. It says that a new medicine will be sent. You are so lucky."

In the operating room, the patient who had already begun to disinfect the operating area stretched his neck with disbelief on his face:

"I don't need amputation anymore? Doctor, is this true? I'm not hallucinating, am I?"

The pillars of a family did not fall.

·

The ability user with scars all over his body fell to the ground, unwillingly watching the strangeness of killing him bit by bit like a cat teasing a mouse.

"Fuck, if I hadn't been from the physics department, I'd f*ck you a hundred times. I'll do it again after I'm dead!"

The fat ability user who muttered that he would not admit defeat used his last bit of strength to "pooh" at Wei Wei.

A slender ghost shadow enveloped him, and on his faceless face, the black hole-like mouth grew bigger and bigger.

Just as he was about to swallow the cursing fat man in one gulp, a sword gleaming with gold and silver pierced the night, passed through the black hole-like mouth of the slender ghost, and nailed it firmly to the ground. He twisted his body, but couldn't escape, he was stabbed into many pieces by the sword little by little, and dissipated in the air.

"Wow, brother QAQ, thank you for your kindness, thank you, thank you, thank you brother for saving my life. Brother, why is your sword so powerful? What kind of sword is it? Why can it touch a spirit body?"

The physics department finally has a way to fight against incorporeal weirdness.

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Yokohama Hospital.

Hirakawa Yaji leaned back on the pillow, looking at the good news collected from various places, he couldn't help showing a slight smile on his pale face.

Then I felt two thumps on my forehead.

Kunikida put his hands on his hips, with a grumpy expression on his face: "You are still in the mood to smile after exhausting yourself until your old injury recurs? If it wasn't for Chi, who also found out that something was wrong, and went to us for help in time, you..."

He exhaled heavily.

Hirakawa Yaji touched his forehead embarrassingly, and argued: "This time it was an accident. I know it well. This time is the reason why the strange curse has not been removed. I..."

"NO, don't explain, I won't listen to any reason."

"In short, Scepter4 has issued an order to suspend the production of the Radiance Potion before you leave the hospital, so that you can recover from your injuries. Also, Miss Nakiri and Soma Kohei, please come here."

Kunikida Doppo stretched out his hand and called a pair of boys and girls to him, patted their shoulders and said:

"After you are discharged from the hospital, you are responsible for teaching the two of them how to handle the three special ingredients. You cannot complete all the processes. Of course, the formula is yours, and the final preparation can be done by you, but that kind of overdraft Everything you do with your body is not good!"

He made a big X in front of Hirakawa Masaki, very serious.

He found that his younger brother has a posture of working desperately, how many times has he overdrawn himself?

This time, the old injury recurred, and he was exhausted directly to the hospital. If You Chi hadn't discovered it in time, he still didn't know what the consequences would be. Thinking about it, he was afraid.

Hirakawa Yaji lowered his head lower and lower, almost buried under the quilt.

Chi also arched into his arms, gently licking his fingertips with her pink tongue, but when he wanted to hug Maomao, it nimbly slipped out and refused to be hugged by him, its ruby-like eyes seemed to say "This is the lesson."

"Your task now is to rest well."

Kunikida Doppo poured him a glass of water, said in a gentle tone, and tapped his terminal by the way.

Hirakawa Yaji huddled under the quilt sleepily, it was boring because he couldn't do anything.

Even though he was thinking this way, when he lay down, he felt drowsy within a short while.

Physical exhaustion, mental exhaustion, recurrence of old injuries, and the effects of some drugs, his state is really worrying.

After he fell asleep, Kunikida Doppo frowned and walked out of the ward with Fukuzawa Yukichi.

"Yaji's condition is getting worse recently. The doctor said that he needs a heart transplant now, otherwise he doesn't know when he will relapse next time."

When sent to the hospital, examination showed heart failure and myocardial ischemia.

"The problem is that he has a special physique, and other people can't match him."

The two sighed at the same time.

"It's not as bad as you think."

Edogawa was eating potato chips in a random manner, strolled over, saw the president's uneasy expression, and muttered.

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Edogawa swallowed the potato chips in his mouth in disorder, and took out his glasses from his pocket.

"Extraordinary power - super reasoning!"

He opened his emerald green eyes and looked at Hirakawa Yaji in the ward.

"Yaji Sauce is already being prepared and does not need other people's matching. But we may welcome a few special guests."

·

Special guests are on base.

"Xiaoliu, your san value has been adjusted almost, let's go to Yaji for the next step."

Panzhou Tianji was a little excited.

Bi Shuiliu said calmly: "I'm afraid not, Mr. Pingchuan is in the hospital now."

"Eh? What happened?" Mr. Pan suddenly raised his mind.

"Tired until old injuries relapse."

An intrusion interface appeared on the virtual screen in front of Bishuiliu. Somehow he hacked into the hospital's intranet, and Pingchuan Yaji's medical records appeared in the center of the screen.

At the same time, there is also a surveillance video, which shows the three of Kunikida Doppo discussing at the door of the ward.

Bi Shuiliu looked at it expressionlessly, and then saw the surveillance video, the young man in the detective suit looked straight at the camera as if he felt something.

"However, it shouldn't be long." He whispered.

Pan Zhou was puzzled.

"This is my deal with Mr. Hirakawa. He helped me regenerate my heart, so that I no longer need to rely on the energy of the king to maintain my life. Similarly, after I can freely use the energy of the king, I will help him when he regenerates his heart. provide energy."

The energy of the king is the energy from the cornerstone of the world, and it is an energy that can supplement the cells of gourmet food.

Prior to this, after Hirakawa Masaki's energy was exhausted, he would regularly go to Tokyo's Zhenme Town to find the Red King Zhou Fangzun to supplement, but this time it was regeneration. The flame of the Red King can burn everything, and it is not friendly to regeneration, so he , Choose to use the relatively mild energy of the Green King.

It's the best of both worlds.