As soon as Kitagawaji arrived at the hospital, he saw crowds of people surrounded. Among the crowd, Nakajima Kokawa responded to the questions around him in confusion.

Why is Nakashima Kazuya not wearing a mask and sunglasses?

Kitakawaji frowned.

But there was no problem. He took out a large mask from his pocket and covered his face.

"Sorry." Kitagawaji relied on his strength to separate the crowd and came to the surrounded Nakajima Kokawa, and simply pulled him out.

"Kikikawa?" Nakashima Kazuya looked up, looked at the familiar figure, and subconsciously followed him.

The abortion was forcibly separated by him, and at the same time, the cold voice of Kitagawa Temple came:

"What the hell is wrong?"

“Someone got trucked because of me”

As soon as he heard this question, Nakashima's eyes turned slightly red.

She blamed herself a little. This matter had something to do with her, and the other party turned out to be like this to help her.

"Yeah?"

Kitakawaji looked at her empty behind her with thoughtfulness.

I see

"I have already understood the general situation. I have to pay the fee, right?" Kitakawaji asked completely, taking her out of the abortion.

"Yes." Nakashima Kazuka nodded her head dejectedly.

Kitakawaji looked at the crowd behind him who was about to catch up with him, and felt the trouble of the stars, so he said, "I'll pay the fee right away. Put on the mask and sunglasses and go home first. I'll handle the matter here."

If Nakashima Kazuya continues to stay here, it may cause a riot in the hospital, so it is better to send her home first. Kitagawa Temple has already received a deposit of 10 million from Nakashima Kazuya, so there should be no big problem with the payment.

This fee will definitely be provided to him later, and Kitagawaji is not particularly concerned about it.

"Okay" Nowadays, Kazuya Nakajima has an indescribable sense of weakness and obedience, which is completely different from the usual feeling of a big sister with a salted egg.

She put on her mask and sunglasses, and walked out with her head down in dismay.

Looking at the back of Nakajima Kazuya leaving, a black air flashed in Kitagawaji's eyes.

In some ways, this may be an opportunity.

"From the current situation, although the patient was barely rescued, the patient has not yet been out of danger. We have transferred him to the intensive care unit for intensive care and leave it to the subsequent situation. According to the current situation, the most serious case of the patient is brain trauma. If the subsequent condition is serious, the situation will not be optimistic."

After eight hours, the male doctor who had completed the operation handed over the girl's cell phone and other items to Kitakawaji. After giving many instructions, he yawned and left.

Kitagawa Temple responded um, but I felt relieved.

It's enough not to die completely.

Since you have not died, for the treatment of death, simple skin trauma and internal injuries are not a problem. It only takes time to accumulate treatment.

"Look for an opportunity to ask Miss Nakajima for specific situations"

Kitakawa Temple opened the blood-stained wallet and found a student ID from it.

The girl's name is Watanabe Sayuri, who goes to school at a nearby university.

Looking at the girl with short-haired hair with bright smiles in the photo, Kitagawaji thought of the scene just now.

The light golden figure floated behind Nakajima Kochi. If he was not mistaken, it should be this Watanabe Koshuri.

The other party's body has not died, but the spirit has already overflowed and formed a good spirit.

“This situation seems a bit complicated.”

Kitakawaji put his wallet into his pocket and rubbed his chin out of the hospital.

Kitakawaji has never tried whether Shanling can integrate into his body that has not yet died.

However, the most important thing at the moment is to stabilize the dangerous situation of Watanabe Koshuri, but Kitagawaji dare not do too much.

If you enter the ward and cure the other party directly, it would be too shocking.

He had a way to hide his identity, but what should he do if the healed Watanabe Sayuri?

Medical miracle? Being studied?

After thinking about it, Kitagawa Temple made a decision: first climb up to the eighth floor with bare hands, enter Watanabe Koshuri's ward, stabilize her most serious brain condition, and then spend time to repair her physical injuries bit by bit.

But climbed up to the eighth floor with bare hands

Kitagawaji looked back at the hospital where the lights were rising up, and couldn't help but mutter to himself: "I have to find an opportunity to talk to Miss Nakajima about the issue of remuneration."

Nakajima Kazuya sat beside the bed, looking dazed.

Just now, Kitagawa Eri received a call from Kitagawaji and came to comfort her, but it was useless.

"If the girl didn't ask me at that time and I didn't bother her, it wouldn't be a problem."

Nakashima Koka pulled her hair and sighed deeply.

She has now barely sorted out her mentality.

She could not have expected an emergency like the one just now.

But at the bottom of it, she felt that she had a reason, which was also the main reason why she blamed herself.

"I'm sorry, I'm such a bad guy."

She murmured to herself, just about to show a self-deprecating smile

‘Please don’t say that.’

A sound rang.

"who?!"

Nakashima Koka's nerves became tense, and she bounced from the bed and looked around.

The surroundings were empty, not even a ghost.

Could it be that I have auditory hallucinations because I am under too much pressure?

Nakashima Kazuya walked around the room nervously, but found nothing.

That's right.

She pinched her eyebrows.

It's already past ten o'clock in the evening, how could there be someone else in my room?

"It's impossible that there is a spirit that entangles me as Ying said, right?"

Nakajima Kohara forced herself to smile and joked

"I don't know what I am now, but if you say I am a spirit, you don't seem to be wrong."

The sound rang again.

This time the voice sounded clearly behind Nakashima Koka.

Nakashima's face changed suddenly, and her body stiffened and looked back like a leaking robot.

There was nothing behind me.

"I'm right behind you."

Before Nakajima Kazuya could rest assured, the voice rang again.

Nakashima Koha jumped, her mouth twitched, and her face turned pale.

She laughed twice at first, then rushed towards the door, put her palm on the door handle, and had not started to twist it yet.

Click.

The door opened itself.

Nakashima Kazuya looked stiffly at the door.

I saw a hideous doll lying at the door. She could even see the other person's very humane movement of moving buttons and eyes.

Nakashima Koka's whole body trembled. Today's fatigue and anxiety collide with her current extreme fear. She then took two steps back and fainted on the bed.

Um?

Nishikotsu jumped up from the ground pitifully and couldn't help but touch his little head with his round hands, as if he didn't know how to deal with the situation in front of him.

"Sorry, I seem to scare Sister Weihua."

A faint sound came from the air again.

Standing on the floor, Nishikojo, walking a clumsy step, made a gesture of "Remember to keep it secret" to the empty air, and a light golden air flow came out of his round hands.

Just like the last time I gave good thoughts to Mami Hitomi's mother-in-law, Tomoko Mami.

The spirit of a girl with short-haired ears gradually emerged from the light golden airflow.

She was wearing the same simple private clothes as she had before her lifetime and was suspended in the air.

Seeing that she finally showed up, Nishikotsu missed the transmission of good thoughts, and wiped her round arms with her doll's forehead that had not had any sweat. It seemed that her movements just now were exhausted.
To be continued...