When Yukimura woke up, he could smell the faint smell of disinfectant water on the tip of his nose, and the white ceiling came into his eyes. He turned his head slightly, and when he tried to support his body to sit up from the bed, he found that his arms were numb and weak. It took a long time It takes strength to sit up straight.

The door clicked and was pushed open, Yukimura was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at the door, and saw Nana sneaking in sneakily, and then closed the door again.

She frowned slightly: "...what are you doing?"

Not knowing that Yukimura had woken up, Nana was taken aback by the sudden voice behind her, and then breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm awake... are you okay?"

"...Ah, it's okay," Yukimura looked down at the hospital gown on his body, "Maybe I haven't rested recently, okay, who sent me here?"

"A member of the Tennis Club of Lihai University," Nana blinked, and walked slowly to his hospital bed. "Your family members are also here, talking to the doctor outside."

"Talk? There's no need for that, right? I'm not sick." Yukimura sighed slightly, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed. When he was about to walk out the door, his legs suddenly went limp, and he lost his support and suddenly regained his stability. Seeing that the situation was not good, Nana quickly stepped forward to support him, which saved him from falling.

"...What's going on?" Yukimura looked at his legs in a daze, then stretched out his hand and tentatively opened and closed his five fingers. If the numbness at the beginning was due to poor blood flow just after waking up, it has been so long I still feel a little numb and weak, plus his legs...

An ominous premonition suddenly appeared in his heart.

"Let me go...I want to go out." Yukimura pulled her hands off her arms, her delicate brows were tightly frowned, and then walked slowly towards the door while leaning on the wall.

Nurses and doctors hurried past in the aisle of the hospital. Seeing Yukimura coming out of the ward in hospital gown as if he had difficulty walking, the nurse couldn't help reminding him to go back to the ward to rest, but he refused.

He walked slowly to the door of the doctor's office, and soon heard the doctor's words: "... If patients with acute radiculitis undergo surgery, there is no guarantee of a 100% success rate. There are also examples of failure, and even A successful operation may leave sequelae, and there is a possibility of recurrence...By the way, I heard that your son plays tennis, right? It is better not to engage in such intense sports in the future."

Yukimura's pupils shrank suddenly, he staggered back two steps, and then slowly slid down against the wall, the light in his eyes had already dimmed.

"But brother, he likes tennis so much..."

He heard his sister's flustered and bewildered voice, but the doctor just picked up the medical records on the table and handed them to his family: "Go and persuade him to comfort him. Compared with tennis, your body is more important, and I suggest you accept it as soon as possible." Surgery, if the disease is delayed for a long time, it will be more difficult to treat."

There was silence in the office for a while, and the Yukimura couple looked at the medical records in their hands with their mouths tightly pursed. They could only take their daughter and walked out. As soon as they went out, they saw Yukimura Seiki sitting on the ground with a dejected face, and they were stunned. He said: "Jing, Jingshi...why are you here? What you said just now..."

"...Ah, I heard," Yukimura seemed to want to laugh, but the corners of his mouth could not be bent, "...Sorry."

**

In the evening, Yukimura's family had already left the hospital. He lay on the hospital bed and looked at Nana sitting on the windowsill: "Aren't you going to Kyoto today?"

"...Well," Nana turned her head to look at him, "I'll be with you, okay?"

"..." Yukimura's eyes moved, and then he looked back at the ceiling with a dazed expression, "The attending doctor said that I can no longer play tennis."

"No, you will be fine, you will still stand on the field," Nana jumped down from the windowsill and walked to the bed, lowered her head and stared at him very seriously, "I didn't lie to you this time, I am very Confident."

Yukimura froze for a moment, shifted his gaze slightly to meet her eyes, the azure blue that looked like the sky during the day turned into a dark blue like the night sky at this moment, as if something was flowing slowly, he could even see the flickering inside. of brilliance.

"...Yum." Yukimura couldn't help but slightly curled his mouth, but his tone was full of bitterness.

Nana took a deep breath, then stretched out her hand and handed it to him. He glanced at the hand that was almost touching the tip of his nose, and asked with some doubts, "What's wrong?"

"Give me your hand," Nana said, frowning. Seeing that he didn't respond, she forcibly reached into his quilt and fumbled to hold his hand, "Jingshi, make a wish to me, and I will give you a healthy baby." Body, absolutely."

Wei Liang's hand held him tightly, Yukimura stared at her blankly, but his eyes gradually widened, and in his eyes: "...is it okay?"

Nana's hand clenched him unconsciously, and then trembled slightly: "Li Hai's dream of being a three-time champion... Maybe I can't help you realize it, but this, you can try to trust me... Trust me, okay! "

"..." Yukimura was silent for a while, then suddenly chuckled, and said helplessly, "Don't show such an expression... Nana, I believe in you, I have always believed in you."

If he didn't believe her, he wouldn't have investigated Echizen Ryoma's affairs.

After the blood fell, the wound on her finger began to heal quickly. Nana knelt on the edge of the bed and held his hand tightly, then slowly closed her eyes.

Soon, Yukimura felt something warm flowing down the palm of his hand, and then gradually spread to the whole body. He turned his head to look at Nana who was concentrating on muttering, and suddenly there was a feeling of fullness and sourness in his heart, just Even the eye sockets became sore and swollen.

The process of repairing the whole body is very long, so Nana knelt and sat on the ground until the repair of the last finger was completed, she finally stopped, and then slowly opened her eyes: "...It's over. "

Yukimura immediately tried to move his fingers, and the fingers that were numb just now were extremely flexible, even much better than before his illness.

The magic power in Nana's body was almost exhausted to complete the restoration magic. Without the magic power protection, the icy coldness on the floor penetrated directly into her body from her knees. She stood up slowly, and then I flinched consciously: "It's so cold..."

"Cold?"

Nana puffed up her cheeks and nodded, before she could answer, the hand that was held by her grabbed her wrist and pulled gently, and she was directly brought into a warm embrace.

Yukimura's slightly smiling voice sounded next to his ear: "Is this warm?"

"...Huh?" Nana was startled, subconsciously trying to push him away, "Jingshi?"

However, she didn't succeed, instead, she was hugged even tighter. Now that she had exhausted her magic power, she was just like an ordinary little girl, with almost no strength to resist.

"Don't get me wrong, I just want you to be warmer," Yukimura hugged her quietly, her hair rubbed against his chin, the itchy feeling made him curl up his mouth, and then he said very seriously, " Thank you, Nana."

Nana froze for a moment, then sighed silently: "The only thing I can do... is this. It's me who should say I'm sorry."

"No, that's enough," Yukimura lowered his eyes and looked at Nana leaning on his chest. She didn't know if it was because she was too tired. She half-opened her eyes and looked tired, as if she was about to fall asleep, " That's enough... Good night, Nana."

**

Not long after, Yukimura was discharged from the hospital. The doctors were all shocked when they checked that his body had returned to normal overnight, but they didn't know how to explain the sudden improvement in his body. Possibility of recurrence prevention.

After returning to the Tennis Department of Lihai University, the Tennis Department was also in shock. They had made up their minds to win the national competition all the way without the minister's presence, but the minister came back the next day? ? ?

And the body is still very good, it doesn't look like he is recovering from a serious illness, and he beat Kirihara 6:0.

Kirihara felt sad.

Although the loss was miserable, he was also happy from the bottom of his heart. No matter what, Li Haida was finally able to participate in the competition with a complete lineup.

However, even though the minister came back, he seemed to be in a bad mood, distracted from time to time, and more frequently asked their manager to investigate that Echizen Ryoma.

However, he doesn't seem to want to hear how Echizen's strength has grown, but rather loves to listen to the manager's talk about the scene where Echizen was talking about the air or quarreling. happy face.

...Minister, it is not good for a cured person to laugh at others who are not yet cured.

Smiling and laughing, Yukimura couldn't laugh anymore. After Nana healed his body that night, she disappeared from his side and never appeared again.

I used to give myself half a day, but now I don't have a minute to belong to him. Because my wish has been fulfilled, has it lost its use value?

"It's too much... Nana," Yukimura smiled and looked at Nana's favorite corner, but the smile gradually faded away, "Let's go to Qinggaku for a practice match sometime."

Members of Lihai University: Meow meow? ? ?

**

And here, Nana is also very internally hurt, because Echizen Ryoma never admits that she is a magician, and always thinks that she is a ghost, oh, or a ghost.

Completely ignoring the background of the magic world and the things about the magician that she told so earnestly, every time he told him about his wish, he would point at her with a racket provocatively: "Yes, I will tell you if you beat me." you."

"I'm serious, I can make you can't even touch the ball, believe it or not!"

"Okay," Echizen pointed his tennis racket at her, and said with high spirits, "Let's decide the winner!"

...this brat!

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