To be honest, despite the loss and being kicked all over, Miyashita Kita was not very annoyed. On the contrary, he even felt very excited when fighting.
From this point of view, the influence of his predecessor on him still exists. There are still a large number of violent factors hidden in his body. Compared to spending all day in social circles, he prefers to solve problems with straightforward violence
However, not being annoyed does not mean that this matter can be let go easily. For things like this, he must take an attitude and tell everyone that the consequences of provoking him will be serious.
Otherwise, he will lose his prestige. In the circle of people like him, a good-tempered image cannot be established, otherwise he will be regarded as a soft persimmon.
The volunteers in Youtian Temple obviously couldn't continue to do it, and several monks who had always watched did not dare to let him sweep the snow down again.
Just changed his clothes in the car, Miyashita Kita went straight back to the Toda Affiliated Hospital
Akamoto's ward has been moved to the 5th floor. The sterile ward here is better, but the conditions in the room are not that good.
When Miyashita Kiyoshi returned to the hospital, Akamoto was still sleeping. He is now 24 hours a day and spends most of his time sleeping.
The hospital prepared three emergency medical teams and stared at him 24 hours a day. The doctor was also experts drawn from various hospitals in Tokyo, two of whom were foreigners invited from the United States.
In addition to these emergency Western medicines, Akamoto's main treatment methods have now been replaced by traditional Chinese medicine. The three doctors were specially invited from China, and it is said that they have used a lot of relationships.
In the living room of the ward, Miyashita Kita stood at the window outside the sterile ward, looking at Akamoto lying on the hospital bed through the cold glass window
Compared to the same month ago, the old man lost more than a circle. The wrinkles on his face were very obvious. His skin color was no longer pale, but a faint light blue color.
Even while sleeping, he frowned tightly, and his sparse eyebrows made his original majesty disappear.
After staring at Akamoto for a while, Miyashita Kita suddenly felt a little sour in his nose. He instinctively sucked his nose, but his face felt a little cool. He reached out to touch it and found that he had cried at some point.
Destiny is so dramatic. It only takes two or three months for a person to change from terrible to pitiful.
A window passed by, the dying old guy on the sickbed was once a young man who was unwilling to be ordinary. He gave everything and gained glory for nearly thirty years. The wealth he had was unimaginable to ordinary people.
But what about now? The disease easily defeated him, leaving him with the ability to lie on the sickbed and wait for death without any power to fight back.
What exactly do people seek in their lifetime?
A hand holding a silk hand came to the right, and Miyajima Kita turned his head to see it was Yukiko Matsuura
Thank you, Miyashita Kita took the handkerchief and said casually, then wiped it at the corner of his eyes. Has he been sleeping all the time in the afternoon?
Wake up at 3:10, Yukiko Matsuura took the handkerchief back and whispered, asking for Mrs. Lika's ultrasound picture for a while, and went to bed again at 4:40.
People say that the colder a person is, the more fragile he is when he is about to die, because he will feel lonely and more afraid that he will be even more lonely once his eyes can no longer be opened. Compared to ordinary people, he knows the terribleness of loneliness.
This seems to be true, because it has been perfectly interpreted in Akamoto
Mr. Yukiko Matsuura continued, Mr. Wilson said that his current sleepy state is very beneficial for prolonging his life. He is persistent in fighting the virus and is a warrior.
Miyashita Kita felt his nose hurt again. He raised his head, said nothing, turned around and walked out of the ward
In the corridor outside the ward, Yeshan Tomokyo, dressed in black, stood by a trash can, watching the wall smoking. He was very focused, as if there was something amazing on the wall.
Miyashita Kita never saw through Yeshan's man. He was like Akamoto's shadow, always smiling, but he handled a lot of affairs for Akamoto. The role he played was much more important than a secretary.
Since Akamoto's coma last time, Yeshan Tomokyo has been staying in the hospital. His face, which used to be shaved, has now become unshaven, and he looks a little embarrassed.
In the heart of Miyashiki Kita, he had always been afraid of Yeshan Tomokyo. He was worried that after Akamoto left, he would not be able to control this person because the other party was much more familiar with Akamoto's affairs than him.
In fact, if Akamoto chooses his heir, Yeyama Tomoke is the best choice, and Miyashita Kita himself must admit this.
Standing in front of the ward, hesitated for a while, Miyashita Kita finally walked over. He stood beside Yeshan Zhikyi, took out a cigarette and lit it, took a sip, and said: Go and rest for a while, I'll watch here tonight
Yeshan Zhikyo turned his head, looked at him, smiled, and said: No, you must meet the people from Hatoyama family tonight. This is what the gentleman specifically advised him.
Miyashita Kita had a headache. He really didn't want to go to this meeting tonight, but it was really not OK if he didn't go. Just as Yeyama Tomoki said, this is something Akamoto values very much
For this meeting tonight, Akamoto also specially prepared a gift for him. It was a letter from Sari Fujiwara, a famous calligrapher of the Heian era. It was definitely a national treasure-level cultural relic. I don’t know where Akamoto got it, but it was actually used here.
According to Akamoto, Ishihashi Daikaku loves calligraphy and has been collecting all kinds of books throughout his life. Using this thing as a gift will definitely please him.
As for Shoujiang Ishihashi, he was the second daughter of Ishihashi Daikashi. He graduated from the Department of Home Affairs of Japan Women's University and specialized in children's studies. Just look at the major she studied, you will know that Ishihashi Daikashi's family education is very traditional.
In the Japanese aristocratic circle, Ishibashi Shoue is also quite famous. It is said that she is very beautiful and talented, so she is called Ono Komachi of the Reiwa era.
In the minds of Japanese people, Komachi Ono is like Xi Shi in the minds of Chinese people. For such a woman, Miyashita Kita really has no desire to pursue, because he knows that he cannot pursue it, not that he lacks confidence, but that he has self-knowledge.
Go, you have to take this step. Yeshan Tomokyo seemed to see what he was thinking, but just smiled and said, Ishihashi Daikashi had a strong personal relationship with his husband, and in many aspects, he was also indispensable to his husband's support, so you don't have to have too many concerns, just treat it as a political marriage.
I got it, Miyashita nodded
Yeshan Zhikyo also stopped and did not persuade him anymore. He turned his head and continued to stare at the wall in a daze.
After smoking a cigarette, Miyashita Kita didn't say anything, turned around and left on his own, took the elevator to the 9th floor
Although Akamoto's ward was moved to the 5th floor, the ward on the 9th floor was still left, mainly for resting for Miyagi Kita and others.
Pushing the door and walking into the ward where I live, the light in the living room without lights was a little dim. Near the window, a figure stood there quietly, which was Mika Nakamura.
When Miyagi Nishita pushed the door open, she turned her head and looked downstairs outside the window.
Without turning on the light, Miyashita Kita took off his coat. When he walked over, he threw the coat on the sofa, and then walked straight behind Mika Nakamura, stretched his arms out of her armpits, and hugged her tightly into his arms.
I like the snow scene in Tokyo, Mika Nakamura said softly, especially when it snows heavily, everything is white and looks so pure, and all the dirty things are hidden under this layer of purity, you can feel it, but you can't see it
Kita Kita didn't say anything, moved his hands up, holding the two full balls on her chest, and holding them tightly
He used a lot of force, and Mika Nakamura moaned in pain, but soon laughed out loud again
Why, are you in a bad mood? She asked with a smile, because of Akamoto's affairs?
Miyashita Kita still didn't say anything, but his hands were let go
Mika Nakamura turned around and stood face to face with him. She first reached out and stroked his face, then said: I can feel it, you feel a lot of fire in your heart. If you can't hold it in, you can vent it on me.
Miyashita Kita spit out a turbid air and grabbed her hand that reached her crotch.
It seems that you have not lost your calmness yet, Mika Nakamura said with a smile, In fact, you should not consider Akamoto's issue anymore. What you really should consider is Yeyama Tomoke and Hanoi Jun
Shin Hanoi? Miyashita Kita was stunned. This was the first time he heard of this name
Doesn't it feel very strange?
Nakamura Mika smiled and said, So, you don’t have to be too emotional about Akamoto’s death, because he never thought of giving everything to you when he was still alive.
Miyashita Kita frowned and asked: Who is Hanoi Yoshino?
Akamoto has two dogs. Mika Nakamura raised two fingers and gestured in the air, saying, "One is tied to the yard, everyone can see it, the other is free-range. The one that likes to hide in the shadow is Yeshan Tomokyo, and the one that is free-range is Shan Shan, and the two dogs that can bite people to death. However, the former just simply bites people to death, while the latter can eat people.
Since he was hiding in the shadow, how did you see him? Miyashita asked expressionlessly
You will know, Nakamura Mika smiled and said, but not now
From this point of view, the influence of his predecessor on him still exists. There are still a large number of violent factors hidden in his body. Compared to spending all day in social circles, he prefers to solve problems with straightforward violence
However, not being annoyed does not mean that this matter can be let go easily. For things like this, he must take an attitude and tell everyone that the consequences of provoking him will be serious.
Otherwise, he will lose his prestige. In the circle of people like him, a good-tempered image cannot be established, otherwise he will be regarded as a soft persimmon.
The volunteers in Youtian Temple obviously couldn't continue to do it, and several monks who had always watched did not dare to let him sweep the snow down again.
Just changed his clothes in the car, Miyashita Kita went straight back to the Toda Affiliated Hospital
Akamoto's ward has been moved to the 5th floor. The sterile ward here is better, but the conditions in the room are not that good.
When Miyashita Kiyoshi returned to the hospital, Akamoto was still sleeping. He is now 24 hours a day and spends most of his time sleeping.
The hospital prepared three emergency medical teams and stared at him 24 hours a day. The doctor was also experts drawn from various hospitals in Tokyo, two of whom were foreigners invited from the United States.
In addition to these emergency Western medicines, Akamoto's main treatment methods have now been replaced by traditional Chinese medicine. The three doctors were specially invited from China, and it is said that they have used a lot of relationships.
In the living room of the ward, Miyashita Kita stood at the window outside the sterile ward, looking at Akamoto lying on the hospital bed through the cold glass window
Compared to the same month ago, the old man lost more than a circle. The wrinkles on his face were very obvious. His skin color was no longer pale, but a faint light blue color.
Even while sleeping, he frowned tightly, and his sparse eyebrows made his original majesty disappear.
After staring at Akamoto for a while, Miyashita Kita suddenly felt a little sour in his nose. He instinctively sucked his nose, but his face felt a little cool. He reached out to touch it and found that he had cried at some point.
Destiny is so dramatic. It only takes two or three months for a person to change from terrible to pitiful.
A window passed by, the dying old guy on the sickbed was once a young man who was unwilling to be ordinary. He gave everything and gained glory for nearly thirty years. The wealth he had was unimaginable to ordinary people.
But what about now? The disease easily defeated him, leaving him with the ability to lie on the sickbed and wait for death without any power to fight back.
What exactly do people seek in their lifetime?
A hand holding a silk hand came to the right, and Miyajima Kita turned his head to see it was Yukiko Matsuura
Thank you, Miyashita Kita took the handkerchief and said casually, then wiped it at the corner of his eyes. Has he been sleeping all the time in the afternoon?
Wake up at 3:10, Yukiko Matsuura took the handkerchief back and whispered, asking for Mrs. Lika's ultrasound picture for a while, and went to bed again at 4:40.
People say that the colder a person is, the more fragile he is when he is about to die, because he will feel lonely and more afraid that he will be even more lonely once his eyes can no longer be opened. Compared to ordinary people, he knows the terribleness of loneliness.
This seems to be true, because it has been perfectly interpreted in Akamoto
Mr. Yukiko Matsuura continued, Mr. Wilson said that his current sleepy state is very beneficial for prolonging his life. He is persistent in fighting the virus and is a warrior.
Miyashita Kita felt his nose hurt again. He raised his head, said nothing, turned around and walked out of the ward
In the corridor outside the ward, Yeshan Tomokyo, dressed in black, stood by a trash can, watching the wall smoking. He was very focused, as if there was something amazing on the wall.
Miyashita Kita never saw through Yeshan's man. He was like Akamoto's shadow, always smiling, but he handled a lot of affairs for Akamoto. The role he played was much more important than a secretary.
Since Akamoto's coma last time, Yeshan Tomokyo has been staying in the hospital. His face, which used to be shaved, has now become unshaven, and he looks a little embarrassed.
In the heart of Miyashiki Kita, he had always been afraid of Yeshan Tomokyo. He was worried that after Akamoto left, he would not be able to control this person because the other party was much more familiar with Akamoto's affairs than him.
In fact, if Akamoto chooses his heir, Yeyama Tomoke is the best choice, and Miyashita Kita himself must admit this.
Standing in front of the ward, hesitated for a while, Miyashita Kita finally walked over. He stood beside Yeshan Zhikyi, took out a cigarette and lit it, took a sip, and said: Go and rest for a while, I'll watch here tonight
Yeshan Zhikyo turned his head, looked at him, smiled, and said: No, you must meet the people from Hatoyama family tonight. This is what the gentleman specifically advised him.
Miyashita Kita had a headache. He really didn't want to go to this meeting tonight, but it was really not OK if he didn't go. Just as Yeyama Tomoki said, this is something Akamoto values very much
For this meeting tonight, Akamoto also specially prepared a gift for him. It was a letter from Sari Fujiwara, a famous calligrapher of the Heian era. It was definitely a national treasure-level cultural relic. I don’t know where Akamoto got it, but it was actually used here.
According to Akamoto, Ishihashi Daikaku loves calligraphy and has been collecting all kinds of books throughout his life. Using this thing as a gift will definitely please him.
As for Shoujiang Ishihashi, he was the second daughter of Ishihashi Daikashi. He graduated from the Department of Home Affairs of Japan Women's University and specialized in children's studies. Just look at the major she studied, you will know that Ishihashi Daikashi's family education is very traditional.
In the Japanese aristocratic circle, Ishibashi Shoue is also quite famous. It is said that she is very beautiful and talented, so she is called Ono Komachi of the Reiwa era.
In the minds of Japanese people, Komachi Ono is like Xi Shi in the minds of Chinese people. For such a woman, Miyashita Kita really has no desire to pursue, because he knows that he cannot pursue it, not that he lacks confidence, but that he has self-knowledge.
Go, you have to take this step. Yeshan Tomokyo seemed to see what he was thinking, but just smiled and said, Ishihashi Daikashi had a strong personal relationship with his husband, and in many aspects, he was also indispensable to his husband's support, so you don't have to have too many concerns, just treat it as a political marriage.
I got it, Miyashita nodded
Yeshan Zhikyo also stopped and did not persuade him anymore. He turned his head and continued to stare at the wall in a daze.
After smoking a cigarette, Miyashita Kita didn't say anything, turned around and left on his own, took the elevator to the 9th floor
Although Akamoto's ward was moved to the 5th floor, the ward on the 9th floor was still left, mainly for resting for Miyagi Kita and others.
Pushing the door and walking into the ward where I live, the light in the living room without lights was a little dim. Near the window, a figure stood there quietly, which was Mika Nakamura.
When Miyagi Nishita pushed the door open, she turned her head and looked downstairs outside the window.
Without turning on the light, Miyashita Kita took off his coat. When he walked over, he threw the coat on the sofa, and then walked straight behind Mika Nakamura, stretched his arms out of her armpits, and hugged her tightly into his arms.
I like the snow scene in Tokyo, Mika Nakamura said softly, especially when it snows heavily, everything is white and looks so pure, and all the dirty things are hidden under this layer of purity, you can feel it, but you can't see it
Kita Kita didn't say anything, moved his hands up, holding the two full balls on her chest, and holding them tightly
He used a lot of force, and Mika Nakamura moaned in pain, but soon laughed out loud again
Why, are you in a bad mood? She asked with a smile, because of Akamoto's affairs?
Miyashita Kita still didn't say anything, but his hands were let go
Mika Nakamura turned around and stood face to face with him. She first reached out and stroked his face, then said: I can feel it, you feel a lot of fire in your heart. If you can't hold it in, you can vent it on me.
Miyashita Kita spit out a turbid air and grabbed her hand that reached her crotch.
It seems that you have not lost your calmness yet, Mika Nakamura said with a smile, In fact, you should not consider Akamoto's issue anymore. What you really should consider is Yeyama Tomoke and Hanoi Jun
Shin Hanoi? Miyashita Kita was stunned. This was the first time he heard of this name
Doesn't it feel very strange?
Nakamura Mika smiled and said, So, you don’t have to be too emotional about Akamoto’s death, because he never thought of giving everything to you when he was still alive.
Miyashita Kita frowned and asked: Who is Hanoi Yoshino?
Akamoto has two dogs. Mika Nakamura raised two fingers and gestured in the air, saying, "One is tied to the yard, everyone can see it, the other is free-range. The one that likes to hide in the shadow is Yeshan Tomokyo, and the one that is free-range is Shan Shan, and the two dogs that can bite people to death. However, the former just simply bites people to death, while the latter can eat people.
Since he was hiding in the shadow, how did you see him? Miyashita asked expressionlessly
You will know, Nakamura Mika smiled and said, but not now
![[Historical fiction] Meat cushion (return to circle, judging after the Zen) - Good writing, classic](/templates/nvshen/themes/img/thumb_1.png)