Natsume-kun just wants to live

Chapter 91 Peeking
The meeting lasted for a long time, and Natsume was asked many things.

"What do you usually like to eat?"

"Bread, three meals a day."

"What time do you sleep?"

"Twelve o'clock."

"Do you have any hobbies?"

"Does sleep count?"

"Yes, the work and rest are very healthy." A certain doctor gave a thumbs up.

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Most of the questions were serious, and occasionally there were a few things that were not right, which were all prevaricated by Natsume.

The night was getting dark and it was scary, but the doctor who entered the state not only did not feel sleepy, but the more he chatted, the more energetic he was
If this was not a hospital, they would definitely have a drink before talking.

It looked...his illness seemed promising.

Natsume Zehei yawned a few times, glanced at Nishizaki Yusuke who was frowning in thought, and quietly went out the door.

He stood outside and looked at the night scene for a while. Except for the moon being very round, there was nothing special about it.

It should be very dark at home, and I don't know if Sayuri has a job, and if he thinks about some messy things, Natsume Zeping goes back leisurely.

After three hours of long discussion, not only the doctors were tired, Natsume was also a little tired.

"Natsume-kun, it's ready."

"Already ready?"

"No, I don't need you for the time being. We will discuss it in the second half of the night. We need to go to rest first."

"It's not easy being a doctor."

"Yes. Natsume-kun, see you tomorrow."

"I'm going to Missi Missi, Mr. Nishizaki, do you want to come together?" Natsume Zehei made a gesture of eating.

"Before the break, I have to meet with the eldest lady and report some things."

"Can't you call the minister over?"

".Natsume-kun really likes to joke, the lady is very busy."

"I can't tell, she usually sleeps longer than she wakes up."

".Natsume-kun, there are some things you can't say nonsense."

Nishizaki Yusuke glanced left and right and whispered, "Missy will know."

"Is that so?"

Natsume glanced at the monitor, showing a thoughtful expression, and raised a middle finger again.

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"Seems to be all right," he said.

Nishizaki Yusuke smiled, waved to him, and hurried out.

Seeing that he had nothing to do, Natsume Zeping decided to go back to his room.

The room was warm, probably from the heater.

He took a closer look and found that the room was not bad.

There is a separate bathroom inside. The bathroom is about the same size as your own living room. The inside is not so much a bathtub as a bath.

There is also an LCD TV and a computer in the room. There are a few tea bags on the table under the TV, and a few bouquets of lilies on the bedside. It looks like it should be Ji Baihe.

Perhaps because he heard his complaint just now, the hospital has prepared dinner.

Not long after returning to the room, a nurse knocked on the door and pushed the dining car in.

A bowl of thick white soup, a stack of side dishes, and a box of milk.

Natsume was silent for a while, and looked up at the nurse. Is she the staple food?
It's not bad, white and clean. The face is also cute.

"This is an appetizer, please wait for a few minutes." The nurse noticed his doubts and smiled.

"I see."

Natsume Zehei nodded, took a sip of the milky white soup, it tasted good, and the business of this hospital diverted to a restaurant should not be bad.

After a while, the nurse brought some plates containing some hot dishes, which looked good and tasted good.

While he was eating, the nurse didn't leave, but just stood and watched.

"Do you want to go together?" Natsume shared the chopsticks.

".Need not."

"Don't be so polite, I can't finish eating so many dishes, it's not good to waste."

"Patient, there is really no need."

"Mate Natsume, what are you doing?"

At the door, a woman leaned against the wall, looking at Natsume quietly.

Yu Gonghui folded her hands on her chest, with a bad expression on her face.

"As soon as I came in, I saw you molesting the nurse."

"It's too much to say it's molesting." Natsume Zehei thought for a while, "It's more appropriate to describe it as communication."

"You go out."

Yu Gonghui said to the nurse, and walked over slowly.

"How was the result?" Natsume raised her eyes to look at her.

"I don't know."

"You don't know either? Then what did Mr. Nishizaki ask you to talk about just now?"

"Talk about your middle finger."

Amamiya Hui picked up the chopsticks and poked his forehead, "Does Natsume have any opinion on me?"

"No."

Natsume Zehei shook his head.

"Then what are the doctors doing after discussing so much?"

"You can't talk about what to eat after get off work."

"Makes sense."

Yu Gonghui served a little rice for herself, not much, and it seemed that a few mouthfuls could solve it.

"Did the minister not eat?"

"Two apples, I ate another one after you left."

"How about some soup?"

"can."

Yu Gonghui nodded slightly, and asked again: "How do you feel?"

"How do you feel if you haven't started treatment yet?"

"I didn't ask about the body."

"Psychologically, it's okay. When people have nothing, suddenly there is such a little possibility, but it's a little more relaxed."

After Natsume Zehei finished speaking, he glanced at Amamiya Kei cautiously: "Minister, I won't sell myself to pay off my debts."

"I'm not interested in your body, and you won't be able to make money back if you go out to be a cowherd."

"That's good"

After finishing speaking, Natsume Zehei felt that something was wrong again, "That's the weird analogy."

Yu Gonghui blew on the spoon, sipped the thick white fish soup and smiled without saying a word.

"Remember to pay me back in the future."

"Of course." Natsume Zehei nodded, and then calculated again: "Face-to-face consultation, medicine, hospitalization fees, and possible future operations. How long will it take?"

"Don't look at me, I don't know either." Yu Gonghui wiped her mouth gracefully.

"Forget it, it's not suitable to talk about such unlucky things during dinner."

Natsume Zehei sighed and took two mouthfuls of rice.

After eating, Yu Gonghui didn't leave immediately, but sat on the sofa and closed her eyes slightly.

"Is the minister still not going back?"

"There are still things to deal with at night, let's rest for a while."

"Is there anything left to deal with?" Natsume Zehei glanced at the time, "It's ten o'clock now, and I guess it will be morning when the minister finishes his work."

"It's almost two o'clock." Yu Gonghui snorted softly.

"Tsk tsk, is this the trouble of capitalists?"

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Yu Gonghui opened his eyes, "You talk a lot."

"I live alone, and I don't talk too much at night, so I'm in trouble." Natsume Zehei smiled, "There will be strange people coming to the door."

"Are you the hero of a tragic drama?"

"No one likes such an aggressive actor."

Natsume Zehei looked around, "Speaking of it"

"what?"

"Is there a change of clothes here?" Natsume Zehei tugged at his cuffs, "The heating in the meeting room was too high just now, and it was uncomfortable to sweat a little."

Megumi Amamiya thought about it and called Yusuke Nishizaki.After the latter understood, he immediately arranged for someone to bring over the changed clothes.

Natsume Zeping took the clothes and looked back: "It seems that the bathroom here is not locked."

"It's not locked, it's to prevent the patient from having an accident inside, and it can't be opened outside."

"I mean"

Natsume Zehei shook his clothes, "The minister won't read it?"

"will not!"

Yu Gonghui glared at him.

　Thank you for your recommended tickets, monthly tickets.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)