"If you don't want to say it, forget it." Mi Zhikui suddenly sat up straight, and the oppressive feeling just now disappeared instantly: "Sometimes a man wants to do something, and he doesn't need too many reasons."
"I want to have a serious relationship with her." Shirakawa Xia said, even without the APP, Hashimoto Arina's superficial strength, gentleness, and understanding, or her private mischievousness during a date, and her weak side that makes people want to protect , all attract him.
"I will help you continue to investigate her." Yazhikui picked up the manuscript, and suddenly said seriously:
"But you also need to be mentally prepared. That woman is not as pure and flawless as you seem."
Shirakawa Natsu frowned. Hashimoto Arina gave him a feeling of great pressure during yesterday's date, and he also cared about it:
"Why do you say that, you just started the investigation yesterday, did you find out the news so quickly?"
"The director of this hospital has a 19-year-old daughter who is studying at Tokyo Medical College." Yakuru said.
"She has something to do with Hashimoto Yucai?" Bai Chuanxia's mind has already begun to appear in the mind of the plot of the seven o'clock ethical drama.
"No." Yazhikui shrugged: "I met her last night, and she told me some rumors about Arina Hashimoto, but they were mostly false rumors."
"However, there are no waves without wind, I will tell you after I confirm the authenticity."
After Mi Zhikui finished speaking, he stood up, waved his hand at him, and left gracefully.
Bai Chuanxia looked at her back, and felt a lot of troubles in her heart, and she didn't know where to spit it out. This forced her to pretend.
The magical app has found the wrong host. If it appears on Mizhikui's phone, it will take off.
As for the rumors about Arina Hashimoto, he didn't care. The reality is not a Korean drama. Because of a misunderstanding, the two could separate and reunite. There were several episodes. Mature adults would quietly observe the truth before drawing conclusions.
With Mi Zhixiu's fighting power, after a while, it is not surprising that he came to tell him about the beautiful doctors and young female nurses who had visited the whole hospital.
"Don't waste precious experience on meaningless things." Bai Chuanxia picked up the brush and sketches, found a comfortable position on the hospital bed, and began to paint quickly.
While the illness brought him pain, it also brought him endurance beyond ordinary people.
After accepting the pain, his willpower became stronger, allowing him to focus on nothing else and quickly enter a state of concentrated flow.
The sketches under his pen seem to be a passage leading to another world, allowing readers to peek into another world on this side of the paper.
It is not unreasonable that the authors of many masterpieces handed down from generation to generation completed them while suffering from illness.
He continued to draw until evening, when the setting sun outside the window cast a red veil on the sky, when he was interrupted by a phone call from Yayuki who had taken away the drawing.
"Fan briefing? Because the interruption time is too long, so I have to open a press conference to apologize!" Bai Chuan Xiali said confidently:
"I'm capable of breaking the update, why should I apologize, don't go, resolutely don't go, if I have the ability, let them not publish it!"
After Bai Chuanxia finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
"Puff." A chuckle suddenly came from the side.
It was Arina Hashimoto. She was wearing a doctor's uniform, holding a bento box in her hand, and standing beside the hospital bed.
Come in when he is answering the phone, and listen to the whole conversation between him and Yayuki.
When Bai Chuanxia hung up the phone, Hashimoto Arina tapped him on the head with his hand, and said angrily:
"Really, it's clearly your fault, but you say it so confidently, I apologize to your fans."
"I don't have anything like fans." Bai Chuanxia shrugged: "They're all black fans."
"Furthermore, manga readers are very easy to be satisfied. They care more about the quality of manga than waiting for it. As long as the story is exciting enough, they will still scold the author for being an old thief and honestly pay for it. "
"It's just a lot of nonsense." Hashimoto Arina showed an expression that he couldn't explain him, and handed over the bento box in his hand: "Here, lunch."
"Hey, do you have Sister Cai's love bento?" Bai Chuanxia put the bento box on the bed table in front of him with a look of surprise, his eyes lit up:
"Sister Youcai is too versatile. Could it be that Sister Youcai is the perfect heroine in the comics, she is beautiful, strong at work, and good at housework."
"Slick tongue." Hashimoto Arina touched his head: "Eat quickly, there is still time to go for a walk outside at night."
"Yeah." Bai Chuan was already tired of eating the hospital's food every day in the summer, and now he felt a sense of excitement about opening the blind box.
The bento box was slowly opened, Bai Chuanxia saw the dishes clearly, he kept smiling, closed the bento box again, and opened it again.
"Don't look, eat quickly." Hashimoto Arina's face flushed slightly: "This is a nutritious dinner, and the main consideration is nutritional balance and matching."
"I have received Sister Youcai's wish." Bai Chuanxia picked up the chopsticks and began to pick them into his mouth.
Arina Hashimoto was holding her hair with one hand, peeking at his expression from the corner of her eyes, actually caring about his evaluation.
"I'm full." Bai Chuanxia put down his chopsticks with a happy expression.
"How is it, does it suit your appetite?" Hashimoto Arina turned her head away, not daring to look at his expression, her voice was very low.
Bai Chuanxia didn't answer right away, but organized his words in his mind for a while, and praised with high EQ:
"It melts in the mouth, light and healthy, and the food is mixed together, which can fundamentally solve the problem of picky eaters."
"Puchi..." Hashimoto Arina laughed, covered her mouth, and said angrily, "Nonsense."
He said he was blaming him, but he actually had a very happy smile on his face.
Hashimoto Arina packed up the bento box and walked out of the ward with him.
It is evening now, and patients who can get out of bed in the hospital will get out of bed at this time.
The two walked side by side, keeping some distance between them because they were in the hospital.
In fact, the attending doctor does not walk with the patient, this is the job of nursing.
But when the two walked together, no one suspected that they had an improper relationship.
One is a sunny and mature female doctor, and the other is a thin and weak little boy.
No matter how you look at it, there is no possibility of ambiguity. You can only think that Dr. Hashimoto Arina is gentle and kind, taking care of the bedridden child.
Bai Chuanxia is not short, with a height of 178 cm, but because she has been bedridden for a long time, she looks thin and small.
Hashimoto Arina warmly greeted patients and their families along the way.
She raised her hand again, smiled and waved to an old man.
"Sister Youcai, be careful." Bai Chuanxia said suddenly, and he saw a stone under Hashimoto Youcai's feet.
She was saying hello, so she didn't notice where she was going.
When Bai Chuanxia spoke, it was already a step late, and Arina Hashimoto stepped on the stone with the tip of her high-heeled shoes.
Bai Chuanxia reacted quickly, and when she shouted, she had already stepped forward, stood behind her, and reached out to catch her.
"Ah!" Hashimoto Arina had just exclaimed when she felt her body leaning against her firm and powerful arms.
Bai Chuanxia also staggered, but she reacted quickly, and quickly put her right foot back and hugged her with both hands.
The soft fragrance was in her arms, and only when she pressed down her clothes and touched her skin during the hug, did she realize the weakness of Hashimoto Arina's body.
At this moment, time seems to press the pause button, and only two people can understand the feeling.
Hashimoto Arina hurriedly got up from his arms, and stretched out her hand to straighten her uniform: "Xia, it makes people feel safe unexpectedly."
"Of course, I'm a man." Bai Chuanxia raised his arms.
Hashimoto Arina is about 1.7 meters tall. She usually wears high-heeled uniforms and flesh-colored stockings, and her white coat is propped up high on her chest to make her look big.
In fact, when you hold it in your arms, you can feel the slenderness unique to women.
Hashimoto Arina put on a smile and opened her mouth. Before she could speak, a little nurse suddenly ran beside her.
Shouted to Hashimoto Arina: "Doctor Youcai, there is a handsome guy with long hair looking for you at the gate of the hospital."
Chapter 10 unfolds and starts to get weird
Hashimoto Arina's smile froze for a moment, and she quickly covered it up, and nodded towards the nurse: "I see."
"Then I'll go back by myself." Bai Chuanxia didn't think he was the hero of a bitter drama, and if Hashimoto Arina didn't want him to know, he didn't intend to stalk him here to prove it.
If you want to know, you should secretly investigate the cause and effect before drawing a conclusion.
"It's okay." Hashimoto Arina turned his head away and looked away from him: "I'll be back soon."
"Okay." Bai Chuanxia didn't ask anything, walked to the side and sat down on a wooden bench.
Hashimoto Arina wore high heels and walked in a hurry. Usually when she left the ward, when she finally went out, she would turn her head and wave to him, but this time she didn't look back.
Bai Chuanxia sat on the wooden chair, closed his eyes, it is May and June when summer just came.
The weather in Dongguo is cooler, and occasionally in the evening, there will be a wind blowing from nowhere on the cheeks, which makes people feel peaceful.
Today's breeze did not take away his upset.
Various scenes began to appear in Bai Chuanxia's mind, for example, the heroine who often appeared in some novels was coerced into dating.
Or a family member is seriously ill and needs to ask the rich second generation to chip in.
"What the **** am I thinking?" Bai Chuanxia shook his head: "Reality is not a certain novel."
Take a few deep breaths and try to calm down.
I felt uncomfortable in the sitting position, so I changed the position again.
From time to time, I take out my mobile phone to check the time. Today's time seems to be extremely slow.
Feeling nervous, I clicked on the app, and saw that it was still 99% favorable, so I relaxed a little.
Half an hour passed, the night slowly dimmed, and street lights lit up around me.
I don't remember how many times I took out the phone and put it down, looked up, and saw Hashimoto Arina appearing in the field of vision.
"Sorry, Xia, for keeping you waiting." Hashimoto Arina held up one side of her hair with one hand, trying to squeeze out the usual sunny smile on her face.
But she obviously hasn't looked in the mirror, so she doesn't know how forced her smile looks, and her shoulders are still trembling slightly.
"No, I'm actually quite happy to be able to sit outside for a while." Bai Chuanxia took the initiative to reach out and grab her shoulder.
After he supported her, Hashimoto Arina's body trembling decreased significantly.
The two of them didn't talk all the way, Hashimoto Arina sent him to the ward, and wanted to help him make the bed.
The muscular brother Gui and the grandmother in the three-person ward have all been discharged from the hospital, and now it has become a single room.
"I want to rest early today." Bai Chuanxia sat on the hospital bed, smiled at her, and said, "Sister Youcai, please go home and rest earlier."
"Okay." Hashimoto Arina nodded, feeling a little dazed.
When she turned around, Bai Chuanxia suddenly said, "Sister Youcai, I like today's bento very much."
Hashimoto Arina was stunned for a moment, and seemed to have finally come to his senses, and patted his head with his hand: "Idiot brat."
After she finished speaking, she turned around and walked to the door of the ward, suddenly turned around and waved to him: "See you tomorrow."
The sound of high-heeled shoes on the aisle gradually faded away, and the sound was much lighter than when it came.
Bai Chuanxia waited for her to leave, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone, the favorability score on the APP was still 99%.
This is also within his expectation, it seems that breaking through to 100 must achieve a certain opportunity.
At the same time, I also breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, there is no strange display of six-digit decimal points after ninety-nine. It seems that the APP calculates the total score.
Looking at the aisle outside the window, it is still long before the nurses check in.
He used his mobile phone to send a video to Mi Zhikui, and after a few beeps, the video was connected.
Mi Zhikui appeared in the video. She was lying on the bed, holding the mobile phone in one hand, and the other hand slightly hanging out of the screen, as if holding something.
The point is that she has no clothes on, and the video only shows her below the collarbone, showing a little raised edge of her chest.
Although theoretically, the degree of exposure is not as much as some **** dresses, but it can give people unlimited imagination.
Mi Zhiku frowned slightly: "What is it?"
"I want to chat with you, is it convenient?" Bai Chuanxia looked impatient with Mi Zhikui, but he expressed high affirmation in his behavior when he got connected at the first time: "Why did you go to bed so early today?"
Yazhikui didn't answer, but patted something outside the screen with his other hand.
A woman's voice came from outside the screen, then the sound of getting off the bed and putting on shoes, and finally the sound of closing the door.
Only then did Yazhikui sit up straight from the bed, and casually picked up a thin blanket from the side to cover his body.
The blanket is thin and the bumps can be clearly seen.
Yazhikui put the mobile phone on his feet and straightened his hair with his hands: "Is it about Hashimoto Yucai again?"
"Yes, a handsome guy driving a Porsche came to the hospital to look for her today." Bai Chuanxia briefly told Yazhikui what happened during the day: "What do you think I should do next."
"There's no chance of winning, let's give up." Yazhikui tied his mid-length hair into a braid behind his head, and picked up his phone: "Let's not talk about whether you can be together, if you were Hashimoto Yuna, who would you choose? "