Chaoguang

Chapter 67
A few days later, when Sanada Ling's strong request to be discharged from the hospital was ruthlessly rejected again, she wandered boredly in the corridor of the hospital with a hanging bottle in her right hand.

Those who go to school go to school, those who go to work go to work, there are a lot of things at home and outside the house, and it is impossible to wait in the hospital all day, but one nanny was left behind, but she was annoying and asked to go back.

Slowly pushing the bottle forward, she was going to sit by the skylight for a while.

A probing voice came from behind, "Yes, Sanada-san?"

Sanada Ling's footsteps stopped stiffly in an instant, and the left hand holding the pole was cold inch by inch, so hard that the veins on the back of the hand could be clearly seen, the blood rushed into the heart, and Sanada Ling seemed to fall into silence.

The surrounding area is empty, the eyes seem to have lost their sight, and there is a vast expanse of whiteness, only the sound of a powerful beating can be heard coming from the heart, bang!boom!boom!
The pitch-black pupils dimmed, and the black mist was dense, unable to shine a ray of light.

Fujimoto, Kiichi.

The visitor walked a few steps from the back, stood opposite Sanada Ling, and breathed a sigh of relief, "Great, I did not admit the wrong person, Sanada-san, are you in good health?"

Looking at the girl who was a little dazed, as if she hadn't reacted, Kiichi Fujimoto frowned slightly, his eyes were full of worry, "Sanada-san?"

Sanada Ling seemed to have come to his senses suddenly, a blush of embarrassment appeared on his face, "I'm fine, Fuji, why is Fujimoto-senpai here?"

The left hand without infusion seems to be casually behind the back. If the palm is not tightly clenched, even because of too much force, the joints will be blue and white, and the place where the fingernails touch the skin of the palm will faintly flash red.

Takaichi Fujimoto smiled slightly, "I haven't seen Sanada-san in school for a long time, and I thought you had some accident, but I didn't expect you to be hospitalized. I heard from King Ni that you were in the hospital. I came here with the attitude of giving it a try, I didn’t expect to meet you, I’m really lucky.”

Sanada Ling, "I made the senior worry. It's not a big deal. I accidentally got injured. I should be discharged from the hospital immediately."

Yes, right away, going out.

Takaichi Fujimoto said worriedly, "Why are you so careless, you should pay more attention usually."

"what."

"Sanada-san, do you mind if I say too much? I'm sorry, because I was too worried, so I unconsciously said more. If there is any offense, please forgive me, Sanada-san."

Takaichi Fujimoto said apologetically, his warm jade-like eyes became a little more nervous, as if he was afraid that the person in front of him would reject him.

Sanada Ling shook her head, "How could that be, the senior said that because he was worried about me, so why would I mind?"

Takashi Fujimoto laughed for a moment, "That's great, as long as you don't mind, this," he said, pushing the thermos bucket that he had been carrying in his hand forward.

"This is the chicken soup I made myself. I heard that it is the most nourishing for injured people. It's just that I came late. Don't be disgusted. I have been cooking for a long time." Jokingly said the last sentence .

"I won't dislike it, the senior can cook, it's really amazing."

It's amazing, I've been your girlfriend for so long without knowing that you can cook, and now you can.

Is it because you haven't achieved the goal you want, so you put down your body to do these things?

Sanada Ling looked at the pink thermos in front of her, the shadows in her eyes popped out with fangs and claws, and she would be torn to pieces if she didn't pay attention.

"Bed No. 8, you should change the dressing." The nurse came over with a tray and said.

"Okay, Sanada-san, don't you want to lead the way? It's time to go back to the ward."

Sanada Ling pushed the bottle bar and walked back, "This way."

With a quick glance, Takashi Fujimoto held onto the pole one step ahead of her, "Go ahead, just leave it to me."

Sanada Ling exerted more force on her knuckles, "Trouble, senior."

Back in the ward, the nurse changed the medicine bottle, "This is the last bottle of medicine, the family members should pay attention, just ring the bell when the infusion is almost finished."

"Yes, I understand, please excuse me."

The corner of the nurse's mouth under the mask slightly raised, the polite young man said, "It should."

Takaichi Fujimoto sat on the chair, "Sanada-san, I just wanted to ask, why are you alone in the hospital, where are your brother and the rest of the family?"

Sanadaling's eyelids trembled slightly, avoiding his gaze, and said vaguely, "They are busy."

It looked extraordinarily absent-minded, like a little white flower beaten by Shuang, at least someone believed it, for example, some people.

"How could this happen!" Takashi Fujimoto's face was full of anger, but he suppressed it again, "There is no parent who doesn't worry about their children, and the club is not so busy at all. They, how could they leave you alone Hospital!"

Sanada Ling's eyes flickered slightly, and she looked at him with surprise and a touch of emotion, "Senior."

"Sorry, Sanada-san, I lost my composure and made you laugh. I'm just, just a little worried about you."

"No, I am very grateful to the senior for coming to see me, and thank you for worrying about me." Sanadaling suddenly smiled softly.

Takaichi Fujimoto scratched the back of his head and said shyly, "No, there's no need to do this, I'm the one who wants to come here."

"Take good care of your wounds in the hospital. Don't take the gossip and gossip at school seriously. They are all caused by boring people with nothing to do. Don't pay attention to them."

Sanada Ling looked up blankly, "What rumors, is there any rumor about me in school?"

"Don't you know, it was said in the campus forum, no, I misunderstood, nothing happened." Fujimoto Kiichi stiffly changed the subject.

"Senior?" Sanada Ling looked at the person even more strangely.

Kiichi Fujimoto avoided talking about it, "Sanada-san, did the doctor say when you will be discharged from the hospital?"

As expected, Sanada Ling's eyes were diverted, "It's almost here, it's almost healed."

"That's good. Sanada-san has been living in the hospital, and I'm still worried. Hearing what you said, I finally feel more at ease."

"Really?" Sanada Ling's fingers curled up by her side twitched slightly, "Senior, please always miss me, thank you so much, I'm so happy."

Yes, very happy, so happy that I wish I could kill you.

Fujimoto Ki pursed his lips and smiled, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, pure and harmless.

After a while, Takaichi Fujimoto got up and left, telling her not to move and pay attention to her body before leaving.

Sanada Ling sat in the same position as he wished and watched him leave. After the door of the ward was closed, Takaichi Fujimoto cast a backward glance and laughed silently.

Also, nothing more than that.

Sanada Ling stood up, staring at the scenery outside the window.

The window faces east, facing the gate of the inpatient building. Because the floor is low, she can clearly see the people passing by.

Looking at the main road coming and going, there are scattered figures, but their bodies are motionless, like zombies.

After a long time, the young man with chestnut hair who had a familiar back came out slowly, and he was particularly eye-catching among the hurried doctors and family members of the patients.

Sanada Ling stared at his back, the color of her eyes gradually deepened, with a lot of hostility, and her whole person became gloomy.

With a loud bang, Sanada Ling raised her hand and pulled the infusion stand to the ground regardless of the needle on the back of her hand. Bleeding out, but these slight pains were not enough to wake up Sanada Ling from her anger.

Sanada Ling panted heavily, her whole body was going to be blown up, and the anger in her chest kept rolling.

Kiichi Fujimoto!

This bastard, he, he dared to appear in front of her in such a majestic manner, as if nothing had happened, to comfort her and care about her!

fuck it!

coincide?Coincidentally, your uncle!
If he hadn't intervened in this matter, Fujimoto Kiichi, he would not have known about it, and she, Sanada Ling, twisted her head off.

These two people, Miyahara Rou and Fujimoto Kiichi, really thought she lost her temper, right?

How dare you appear in front of her again and again, you bastard!

Kicking on the edge of the bed, creaking -- the screeching sound of the foot of the bed rubbing against the ground would only make her angrier!
Moving his eyes slightly, he saw a blue thermos bucket.

Oh, this is chicken soup made by Takashi Fujimoto himself, really, well-intentioned.

Walked over barefoot, grabbed the thermos bucket and slammed it on the ground.

Touch——the body of the bottle shattered instantly, and the soup dripped all over the floor, full of rich meaty aroma, which whetted the appetite.

But this taste will only make Sanada Ling feel uncontrollably nauseated and have a spasmodic throbbing pain in his stomach.

Give her chicken soup to nourish her body, heh!

She was also afraid that something unclean and dirty would be put in it, not to mention that he made it with his own hands. He has touched everything with his own hands. It's disgusting. Just thinking about it makes people sick!
Also fucking Nioh Masaharu told you that she was in that ward, the dog, where did she get the face.

To Miyahara Rou and the others, Kondo Tonyasu was already a useless chess piece, without any use value.

She believes that for useless people, Miyahara Rou will definitely push away and never take a second look.

Needless to say Fujimoto Kiichi, he won't get into unnecessary trouble for a waste.

But, she, she doesn't want to continue playing with them anymore.

Could it be that these two people thought she was a white mouse in that cage, being played and applauded by a fool.

Then let's see, who is the guinea pig being toyed with!

Sanada Ling smashed another vase with her hands, exhaled deeply, with an extremely conspicuous impatience on her face.

Her patience was exhausted, and she had no leisure for those little children's tricks.

Wait a little longer, be patient for a while, wait for her to leave the hospital, wait for her to pass the observation period, and definitely deal with these two beasts with her own hands.

Don't let your family members find out your hands and feet because of impulsiveness. The Sanada family has been a policeman for generations. There are many capable people in the clan, and none of them is a fool. Don't put yourself in it. Let her think about what to do next .

But, fuck, I can't fucking swallow this breath!

He kicked the hospital bed resentfully, still not relieved.

Boom, knock on the door.

"Get out!"

Sanada Ling didn't even have the time to turn her head to see who it was, so she leaned on the edge of the bed and let out a low growl.

Keigo Atobe outside the door froze in mid-air when he knocked on the door, holding a bouquet of white roses in his left hand.

The sound insulation of the ward is good, but it is just an ordinary ward, and the movement from inside can be faintly heard.

Atobe Jingwu's eyes darkened slightly, and he tentatively turned to the doorknob. The door was unlocked, and he slowly opened the door. What he saw was a mess.

Until Keigo Atobe saw Sanada Ling stepping on the ground with bare feet, a few red spots were burned on the instep, and a bloodstain snaked down the back of the hand.

(End of this chapter)