The geisha mother, whose face was covered in white makeup, sent Fuuma off. As she left, she didn't forget to express her gratitude. "Thank you so much. We had no other choice but to come to you. You're the only one who's willing to come and treat them."
"Pay attention to their diet, take their medicine on time, and don't drink alcohol or wear makeup. They'll be fine in a few days."
Kazuki Fujen massaged his temples. He didn't expect it to be so late already, and when he thought about the eight o 'clock meeting tomorrow, he felt hopeless.
"Okay, okay, I'll remember that. Don't drink or wear makeup, can you …"
She raised her eyebrows as she spoke and paused tacitly. Just as Fujen was about to turn around and leave, he almost dropped his first aid kit on the ground when he heard this. "This is a sexually transmitted disease, and they need to take good care of their bodies. What do you think?"
Doctors were benevolent, and that was probably the attitude that all doctors in the world had toward ignorant patients.
"I'll definitely let them rest well, don't worry." Seeing how anxious he was, Fujen hurriedly corrected himself.
"You have to take care of their bodies, or else their lives will be over." Fujen couldn't stop worrying, and he kept reminding Seiji before he left, "You have to take care of their bodies, or else their lives will be over."
After the woman in kimono left, he got into the car. Suddenly, something reached out and pressed against his waist. After he sat down, he smelled the stench of blood in the car.
A low, husky, and rather sexy voice came from behind him. "Don't move, or I'll kill you."
"Miss, you're injured. If you don't treat your wound, you'll lose too much blood. You'll definitely be in front of me."
"Start the car."
Fujen obediently started the car and asked tentatively, "Hospital?"
The woman probably saw the first aid kit in the passenger seat. "You're a doctor?"
He nodded discreetly, wondering if she wanted him to punish her. As soon as the thought appeared in his mind, he heard the woman say, "Drive to your house. I'll pay you if you treat me. If you don't listen to me, I'll shoot you with a bullet."
Fujen wasn't afraid at the time. He didn't know why, but it was as if there was a voice in his heart telling him that she wouldn't kill him.
When he arrived at the apartment he lived in, he carried the girl behind him up. When he was ready to check the wound, he realized that the girl's injury was much more serious than his. It wasn't because of the cut on the skin and excessive blood loss, but because there was a bullet in the shoulder.
After testing the scalpel for a while, Fujen finally gave up. "I can't remove the bullet. I need to cut open the skin. I'll take you to the hospital."
The girl lying on the tatami was covered in sweat. Her long hair was stained with blood. She had red lips, almond-shaped eyes, and a gentle face. Her gaze was fierce and domineering with a hint of coquettishness. Especially in her weakened state, she looked even more charming.
"What, you're not confident?"
"The place where you were shot avoided the fatal point. You know your blood type, and I have a spare blood bag at home. There won't be any major problems with the surgery."
The girl became weaker and weaker. She raised her hand and tugged at his sleeve. "Then why did you send me to the hospital?"
"I told you that the surgery needs to cut open the skin, but there's only a little anesthetic left at home. Can you handle it?"
Hearing this, the girl laughed out loud like a poppy flower blooming in the night. "I've been like this since I was young. There's no pain I can't handle. Come on."
Fujen was stunned by her smile just now. He obediently lowered his head and fiddled with the medical instruments. As if he suddenly thought of something, he turned around and walked into the room. He took out a sponge pad and handed it to her. "Put it in your mouth. It won't hurt your teeth."
She obediently took it, and the surgery officially began.
As a surgeon, Fujen had performed many surgeries, and this one was undoubtedly the most intense. He knew that if he moved the scalpel even slightly, the girl lying on the tatami would suffer double the pain.
The girl was probably afraid of disturbing his emotions. She gritted her teeth and didn't make a sound during the whole process. Her entire body was drenched in sweat.
The procedure lasted for more than ten minutes. Fujen felt that this was the cleanest surgery he'd ever had. He stitched up the wound, applied the medicine, and tied the gauze. After a series of actions, he finally relaxed. He sat down on the tatami and asked, "How do you feel?"
The girl spat out the sponge pad in her mouth and looked up at him. "Thank you, doctor. Thank you."
He wiped the sweat off his forehead and smiled. "You're welcome. My name is Kazuki Fujen."
"Sakai Sakura."
Sakura remembered that when she went to assassinate a district mayor, he had a lot of bodyguards around him, and he was also related to a certain cult organization. The assassination process was very dangerous, and the mission was successful in the end, but when she escaped, she was shot in the shoulder.
She stumbled to get rid of the people following her. Only then did she realize that she was in Kabukicho. Her wound was bleeding. She was too big of a target, so she randomly pulled up a white car. Coincidentally, the owner of the car was a doctor.
She only remembered asking the doctor to treat her. Her whole body was in extreme pain. The kind of pain that went deep into her bones. There were several times when she couldn't bear it and almost fainted.
What else was there? What else? That's right, Kazuki Fujen. What a good name.
Things that happened when she was young. Her parents died. Her classmates and companions who never appeared again after seeing her for the last time. She started training and entered the Sakai family. Then, she killed someone for the first time. Countless little streams appeared in her mind.
She heard people say that when people die, there will be flashbacks in their minds. Could it be that she was about to die?!
Sakai Sakura suddenly opened her eyes. She instinctively wanted to escape from the fear of death. When she got up, she was gently pressed down by a pair of hands. She opened her eyes and looked at the person. Against the light, a delicate face, a white knitted shirt, and a gaze as soft as a pool of water.
She looked at the person in a daze. She had never seen such a gentle person before. "Kazuki Fujen?"
"Miss Sakai, you're finally awake? You've been having nightmares since noon. I called you several times, but you didn't wake up. I thought something had happened to you. "
She looked around the palm-sized apartment. It was clean and simple. There was even a hint of warmth. "Is this your home?"
"Yes. Last night, you forced me to come to my home with a gun."
Following his gaze, Sakai Sakura looked at the pistol on the bedside table not far away. The bloodstains on it had been wiped clean.
"Why did you save me?"
"You said that if I didn't save you, you would have killed me."
Sakai Sakura smiled and slowly relaxed her body in the warm sunlight. "I said, why are you taking care of me like this now? Just throw me away or call the police. After all, I'm a person who threatened you with a gun. I've already broken the law."
"You look good when you smile. You should smile more."
He might as well not have said it. Sakai Sakura retracted her smile and returned to her cold face. "The world I live in doesn't allow me to have so many expressions. It's good to be more serious."
"You're in my home now. This is my world. I hope you can smile more."
"Are you ordering me?"
Feng Jian looked at the unruly girl in front of him. She was like a rose with thorns all over her body. He couldn't help but have the idea of teasing her. "Yes. You can't move in bed now. The pistol is also in my hands. I can order you like I did yesterday. Come on, smile more!"
This time, Sakai Sakura was really a little angry. She frowned. "Are you afraid that I'll kill you after I recover?"
"At the very least, I'm safe until you're healed. What's more, dying under a peony is also romantic. "
She looked at him with disdain and asked, "How come I didn't realize that you were so glib last night?"
Feng Jian seemed to really not care about his life. He replied, "I also didn't realize that Miss Sakai is really a great beauty last night."
Sakai Sakura rolled her eyes at him and shrank under the quilt. The gentle sunlight and comfortable bed. The man's words were frivolous but very gentle. She had seen many men. This person's eyes did not have any desire or dirty things. They were clear, gentle, and appreciative.
She had to say that this was very useful to her.
Everything at noon was like a dream. It was like heaven after a person died.
Just as she was about to fall asleep, the person guarding the bed suddenly said, "You haven't eaten for a long time. Are you hungry?"
Before she could speak, her stomach grumbled enthusiastically.
Listening to the light laughter of the person next to her, Sakai Sakura's face inexplicably flushed. "Meat, vodka."
The other person's menu made Feng Jian grin. He rearranged it for him. "Century egg and lean meat porridge, chestnut pancake, and a glass of milk."
"I haven't drunk milk since I was three years old."
"Miss Sakai, be content. I even provided you with food for free. Do you know how much the medicine you have and the wages I deducted from my leave add up? For a beauty, I really put in a lot of money. "
Sakai Sakura cursed the stingy man in her heart. She said heroically, "I'll return the money to you. I don't lack money."
He smiled and said nothing. Then he stood up. "Stay here. I'll go cook for you. The house is very small. If there's anything, just shout and I'll come."
"Hey, you haven't told me yet. Why are you taking care of me?"
"You're my patient. I have to be responsible for you, at least until your body recovers."
She looked at his back view as he walked out of the door. Fresh black hair and a sweater. A loving couple living in a warm little house. She felt as if she had had a dream like this somewhere before. It was really not bad. If she could live like this …
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