Pushing open the bedroom door, Miyashita Kita bowed to Yeshan Tomokyo before stepping in
There was a strong smell of Chinese medicine in the bedroom, but I couldn't smell what medicine it was. However, Akamoto was actually using Chinese medicine, which was quite strange.
A double bed made of iron that can be shaken in the bedroom is placed near the window. When Miyagi Kita walked in, Akamoto, who was too fat, was leaning against the head of the bed. A woman in a white coat and long hair was sitting by the bed, carefully feeding him something.
Seeing Miyashita Kita coming in from outside the door, Akamoto's fat cheeks trembled, waved his hand to block the spoon that the woman had sent to his mouth, and smiled: Miyashi is coming down, is the matter in Sapporo finished?
It's already done, Miyashita Kita said respectfully, Everything went smoothly, and I was able to fly after the matter was done
Well, Akamoto nodded and smiled, sit down and talk
Miyashita Kita bowed and then walked to a seat beside the bed and sat down
How is your condition? As soon as his butt fell on the chair, he asked, "Are you not a doctor who is in charge?" Why is it still so serious?"
Haha, when people get older, they will inevitably have problems of one kind or another. Akamoto folded his two fat hands on his chest and said with a smile, some problems cannot be solved by asking two doctors to accompany them.
I think you should hire a nutritionist to adjust your diet. Miyashita Kita said, your disease may also be closely related to excessive obesity. If you lose weight, these diseases should be much less likely to be reduced now.
Hearing what he said, the woman standing by the bed shook her hands and quickly turned her head to see Akamoto on the bed. As Akamoto's caregiver, she knew very well this person's temper. He hated others' issues in front of him, such as ugly and fat. Every time at this time, he would be furious, and once he was furious, someone would often die.
But strangely, Akamoto didn't mean to get angry at all this time. On the contrary, he seemed quite happy. A fat big hand patted the belly full of fat. He smiled and said: It's Ah, it's time to find a way to solve the problem of these fats. Without these guys, I might be able to live a few more years.
Remember to listen to the doctor's advice. Miyashita Kita smiled and continued, Don't always face the doctor with a fierce look, which makes people dare not say anything, but you are the one who is suffering.
Do I usually look fierce to you? Akamoto looked at the female doctor beside him in amazement, and asked in a strange tone.
What can the female doctor standing by the bed say? She could only smile awkwardly and said: Mr. Akamoto is still... still very kind
This is not true. Miyashita Kita sighed and said
Hahaha... Hearing that he said, Akamoto raised his hand and rubbed his head and laughed
Okay, you go out first, I have something to say to Miyashi-kun. After laughing, Akamoto waved his hand to the female doctor and said
The female doctor hesitated for a moment, then bowed to Miyashita and said: Mr. Akamoto needs more rest now, so Mr. Miyashita should talk to him as little as possible, as it is best not to exceed ten minutes.
I remembered it, Miyashita Kita stood up, returned the greeting to the female doctor, and said
Watching the female doctor walk out of the bedroom, Akamoto said: Let’s talk, how is the matter of the Water Resources Development Group doing?
Kita Kita did not hide it, and briefly described the achievements he had made during this period of time with Gao Xiuxiuxin.
Since the doctor said that the conversation should not be more than ten minutes, Miyashita Kita simplified the narrative as much as possible, for about six or seven minutes. After he told Akamoto to rest, he said goodbye and left the ward.
When Miyashita Kita came out of the bedroom, there were more people in the living room outside. In addition to those just now, there were four or five more middle-aged people who looked well-dressed.
Miyashige-kun, Yeshan Tomokyo was originally sitting on the sofa and talking to a middle-aged man. When he saw Miyashige-ki come out, he hurriedly got up and greeted, "How are you doing, sir?"
The gentleman has already fallen asleep. The middle-aged man next to Yeshan Tomokyo, the North Korean Miyashi nodded and said, "He is not in good spirits, don't bother him."
Yeshan Tomokyo nodded and turned to the people gathered in the living room and said: Everyone, Mr. Akamoto has already fallen asleep. Please come back first. When Mr. Akamoto wakes up, I will bring you your thoughts.
After saying that, he bowed to everyone again
These people should not be important people. Seeing Yeshan Zhijing bowing to them, everyone returned the gifts, and then put down the gifts they brought and left quietly.
What is the reason for the sir to be admitted to the hospital this time? When there was no one in the living room, Miyashita Kita asked in a low voice
Mr. Akamoto has always had type 2 diabetes. Before Yeshan Tomokyo spoke, a woman's voice came from the door of the living room. It was Akamoto's female doctor. He was in a serious condition. He did not pay attention to controlling his diet and did not like exercise, so he caused multiple endocrine diseases. Now, Mr. Akamoto's lower limb blood vessels are very serious. If it is not controlled, it may cause paralysis of the lower limbs.
This is the husband's caregiver, Miss Yukiko Matsuura. After the woman finished speaking, Yeshan Tomokyo introduced it.
Hello, Miss Yukiko, Yukiko, the Miyashita Matsuura Yukiko bowed slightly and said, So, what measures can now relieve Mr. Akamoto's condition?
We provided Mr. Akamoto with a health protection plan a long time ago. Yukiko Matsuura took a notebook and handed it to Miyashita Kita, saying that it was mainly a health protection plan to control diet and strengthen fitness, but Mr. Akamoto never followed the implementation.
Miyashita Kita took the book, opened it and looked at it
As Yukiko Matsuura said, this plan is just a dietary restriction. In the three meals a day, almost no food contains sugar. As for the so-called exercise, it is also very simple. It is stipulated for less than two hours a day to take a walk.
The two-hour walk time is also separated, basically 20 minutes each time. Of course, for Akamoto's body shape, he couldn't hold on at first, even though he had been walking for too long at first.
I would suggest that Mr. Akamoto follow the implementation and return the book to Yukiko Matsuura, Miyashita Kita said
Haha, this is a good idea. Yeshan Tomokyo smiled and said, Mr. Akamoto has a bad temper, and even I dare not mention obesity in front of him. If Miyashita comes forward to persuade him, I believe it will be effective.
Yeshan Zhikyi's words contain multiple meanings: Akaben is a person with a serious suspicion. If others ask for weight loss in front of him, he will suspect that others are mocking him and insinuatingly calling him ugly
But it's different from the Miyagi Kita. He is also an ugly ghost, even more ugly than Akamoto.
In addition, Akamoto has already made Miyashita Kita Deed as the only beneficiary of his inheritance. Others advised him to stay healthy, and he might think more, but if Miyashita says, then he should be sure that he is good intentions, because according to the current situation, the earlier Akamoto dies, the earlier Miyashita Kita Deed will benefit from Miyashita, the earlier he will benefit from Miyashita.
The three of them chatted for a while. As time was about to be midnight, Yukiko Matsuura went to the bedroom to take a look. Akamoto was already asleep and snoring soundly
The meaning of Miyagi Kita is to let Yeshan Tomokyo go back and rest, and he will guard it here.
However, Yeshan Zhijing refused his kindness and instead advised him to go back and take a night off, take a shower, change his clothes, and come here to replace him tomorrow
After accepting Yeyama Tomokyo's suggestion, Miyashita Kita left the ward
Outside the ward, the corridors of the entire special care ward area were as quiet as death. Apart from a few bodyguards, there was no one else to see.
When I took the elevator downstairs, Miyashita Kita was thinking: Although Akamoto is in a high position and has huge energy, he is actually quite pitiful. When he was seriously ill, he didn't even have a real relative around him.
Those who have nothing to ask for will not come to see him at all, but those who come to see him are all with some purpose. In this life, one will eventually live to this extent is actually a kind of desolation.
Sir, where are you going? In the car, the bodyguard in charge of driving asked
Where to go?
Miyashita Kita thought about it. If he returned to his residence at this time, he would have to tossed up several women. He never brought the keys to his house. After all, there were people at home at any time.
Go to Minatoi, the company's dormitory, and after thinking about it, Miyashita Kita said
More than half an hour later, Miyashita Kita appeared at the door of the dormitory where Aso Chiho was housed. The room card was obtained from the administrator and it was the total card.
With a beep, I opened the door and walked in.
There is no light on in the living room, but the TV is on, but there is no program playing, and the screen is full of snowflakes
On the long sofa facing the TV, a man was curled up on the sofa, covered with a thin blanket, and he was sleeping soundly
Without turning on the light, Miyagi Kita took off his coat, hung it on the clothes hanger at the entrance of the entrance, and took off his shoes, and then quietly walked to the front of the sofa.
It was Aso who was asleep on the sofa. She obviously took a shower before going to bed, with long hair still wet
On the coffee table in front of the sofa, some snacks and some books are placed in mess. Take it up and read it. These books are all about clothing design. It seems that this girl is interested in clothing design. She is learning by herself.
Without disturbing her rest, Miyashita tiptoed into the bathroom, put a basin of hot water, and stripped himself up. Just as he was about to lie in, he heard footsteps outside the bathroom door.
There was a strong smell of Chinese medicine in the bedroom, but I couldn't smell what medicine it was. However, Akamoto was actually using Chinese medicine, which was quite strange.
A double bed made of iron that can be shaken in the bedroom is placed near the window. When Miyagi Kita walked in, Akamoto, who was too fat, was leaning against the head of the bed. A woman in a white coat and long hair was sitting by the bed, carefully feeding him something.
Seeing Miyashita Kita coming in from outside the door, Akamoto's fat cheeks trembled, waved his hand to block the spoon that the woman had sent to his mouth, and smiled: Miyashi is coming down, is the matter in Sapporo finished?
It's already done, Miyashita Kita said respectfully, Everything went smoothly, and I was able to fly after the matter was done
Well, Akamoto nodded and smiled, sit down and talk
Miyashita Kita bowed and then walked to a seat beside the bed and sat down
How is your condition? As soon as his butt fell on the chair, he asked, "Are you not a doctor who is in charge?" Why is it still so serious?"
Haha, when people get older, they will inevitably have problems of one kind or another. Akamoto folded his two fat hands on his chest and said with a smile, some problems cannot be solved by asking two doctors to accompany them.
I think you should hire a nutritionist to adjust your diet. Miyashita Kita said, your disease may also be closely related to excessive obesity. If you lose weight, these diseases should be much less likely to be reduced now.
Hearing what he said, the woman standing by the bed shook her hands and quickly turned her head to see Akamoto on the bed. As Akamoto's caregiver, she knew very well this person's temper. He hated others' issues in front of him, such as ugly and fat. Every time at this time, he would be furious, and once he was furious, someone would often die.
But strangely, Akamoto didn't mean to get angry at all this time. On the contrary, he seemed quite happy. A fat big hand patted the belly full of fat. He smiled and said: It's Ah, it's time to find a way to solve the problem of these fats. Without these guys, I might be able to live a few more years.
Remember to listen to the doctor's advice. Miyashita Kita smiled and continued, Don't always face the doctor with a fierce look, which makes people dare not say anything, but you are the one who is suffering.
Do I usually look fierce to you? Akamoto looked at the female doctor beside him in amazement, and asked in a strange tone.
What can the female doctor standing by the bed say? She could only smile awkwardly and said: Mr. Akamoto is still... still very kind
This is not true. Miyashita Kita sighed and said
Hahaha... Hearing that he said, Akamoto raised his hand and rubbed his head and laughed
Okay, you go out first, I have something to say to Miyashi-kun. After laughing, Akamoto waved his hand to the female doctor and said
The female doctor hesitated for a moment, then bowed to Miyashita and said: Mr. Akamoto needs more rest now, so Mr. Miyashita should talk to him as little as possible, as it is best not to exceed ten minutes.
I remembered it, Miyashita Kita stood up, returned the greeting to the female doctor, and said
Watching the female doctor walk out of the bedroom, Akamoto said: Let’s talk, how is the matter of the Water Resources Development Group doing?
Kita Kita did not hide it, and briefly described the achievements he had made during this period of time with Gao Xiuxiuxin.
Since the doctor said that the conversation should not be more than ten minutes, Miyashita Kita simplified the narrative as much as possible, for about six or seven minutes. After he told Akamoto to rest, he said goodbye and left the ward.
When Miyashita Kita came out of the bedroom, there were more people in the living room outside. In addition to those just now, there were four or five more middle-aged people who looked well-dressed.
Miyashige-kun, Yeshan Tomokyo was originally sitting on the sofa and talking to a middle-aged man. When he saw Miyashige-ki come out, he hurriedly got up and greeted, "How are you doing, sir?"
The gentleman has already fallen asleep. The middle-aged man next to Yeshan Tomokyo, the North Korean Miyashi nodded and said, "He is not in good spirits, don't bother him."
Yeshan Tomokyo nodded and turned to the people gathered in the living room and said: Everyone, Mr. Akamoto has already fallen asleep. Please come back first. When Mr. Akamoto wakes up, I will bring you your thoughts.
After saying that, he bowed to everyone again
These people should not be important people. Seeing Yeshan Zhijing bowing to them, everyone returned the gifts, and then put down the gifts they brought and left quietly.
What is the reason for the sir to be admitted to the hospital this time? When there was no one in the living room, Miyashita Kita asked in a low voice
Mr. Akamoto has always had type 2 diabetes. Before Yeshan Tomokyo spoke, a woman's voice came from the door of the living room. It was Akamoto's female doctor. He was in a serious condition. He did not pay attention to controlling his diet and did not like exercise, so he caused multiple endocrine diseases. Now, Mr. Akamoto's lower limb blood vessels are very serious. If it is not controlled, it may cause paralysis of the lower limbs.
This is the husband's caregiver, Miss Yukiko Matsuura. After the woman finished speaking, Yeshan Tomokyo introduced it.
Hello, Miss Yukiko, Yukiko, the Miyashita Matsuura Yukiko bowed slightly and said, So, what measures can now relieve Mr. Akamoto's condition?
We provided Mr. Akamoto with a health protection plan a long time ago. Yukiko Matsuura took a notebook and handed it to Miyashita Kita, saying that it was mainly a health protection plan to control diet and strengthen fitness, but Mr. Akamoto never followed the implementation.
Miyashita Kita took the book, opened it and looked at it
As Yukiko Matsuura said, this plan is just a dietary restriction. In the three meals a day, almost no food contains sugar. As for the so-called exercise, it is also very simple. It is stipulated for less than two hours a day to take a walk.
The two-hour walk time is also separated, basically 20 minutes each time. Of course, for Akamoto's body shape, he couldn't hold on at first, even though he had been walking for too long at first.
I would suggest that Mr. Akamoto follow the implementation and return the book to Yukiko Matsuura, Miyashita Kita said
Haha, this is a good idea. Yeshan Tomokyo smiled and said, Mr. Akamoto has a bad temper, and even I dare not mention obesity in front of him. If Miyashita comes forward to persuade him, I believe it will be effective.
Yeshan Zhikyi's words contain multiple meanings: Akaben is a person with a serious suspicion. If others ask for weight loss in front of him, he will suspect that others are mocking him and insinuatingly calling him ugly
But it's different from the Miyagi Kita. He is also an ugly ghost, even more ugly than Akamoto.
In addition, Akamoto has already made Miyashita Kita Deed as the only beneficiary of his inheritance. Others advised him to stay healthy, and he might think more, but if Miyashita says, then he should be sure that he is good intentions, because according to the current situation, the earlier Akamoto dies, the earlier Miyashita Kita Deed will benefit from Miyashita, the earlier he will benefit from Miyashita.
The three of them chatted for a while. As time was about to be midnight, Yukiko Matsuura went to the bedroom to take a look. Akamoto was already asleep and snoring soundly
The meaning of Miyagi Kita is to let Yeshan Tomokyo go back and rest, and he will guard it here.
However, Yeshan Zhijing refused his kindness and instead advised him to go back and take a night off, take a shower, change his clothes, and come here to replace him tomorrow
After accepting Yeyama Tomokyo's suggestion, Miyashita Kita left the ward
Outside the ward, the corridors of the entire special care ward area were as quiet as death. Apart from a few bodyguards, there was no one else to see.
When I took the elevator downstairs, Miyashita Kita was thinking: Although Akamoto is in a high position and has huge energy, he is actually quite pitiful. When he was seriously ill, he didn't even have a real relative around him.
Those who have nothing to ask for will not come to see him at all, but those who come to see him are all with some purpose. In this life, one will eventually live to this extent is actually a kind of desolation.
Sir, where are you going? In the car, the bodyguard in charge of driving asked
Where to go?
Miyashita Kita thought about it. If he returned to his residence at this time, he would have to tossed up several women. He never brought the keys to his house. After all, there were people at home at any time.
Go to Minatoi, the company's dormitory, and after thinking about it, Miyashita Kita said
More than half an hour later, Miyashita Kita appeared at the door of the dormitory where Aso Chiho was housed. The room card was obtained from the administrator and it was the total card.
With a beep, I opened the door and walked in.
There is no light on in the living room, but the TV is on, but there is no program playing, and the screen is full of snowflakes
On the long sofa facing the TV, a man was curled up on the sofa, covered with a thin blanket, and he was sleeping soundly
Without turning on the light, Miyagi Kita took off his coat, hung it on the clothes hanger at the entrance of the entrance, and took off his shoes, and then quietly walked to the front of the sofa.
It was Aso who was asleep on the sofa. She obviously took a shower before going to bed, with long hair still wet
On the coffee table in front of the sofa, some snacks and some books are placed in mess. Take it up and read it. These books are all about clothing design. It seems that this girl is interested in clothing design. She is learning by herself.
Without disturbing her rest, Miyashita tiptoed into the bathroom, put a basin of hot water, and stripped himself up. Just as he was about to lie in, he heard footsteps outside the bathroom door.
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