Tokyo host

Chapter 360 Pressure
The short-haired girl with a pale face was lying on the bed, and beside her was Sakuragawa Lili in pajamas, holding a stethoscope with a serious expression on her face.

"The body function should be somewhat disordered. This kind of sudden syncope is likely to be caused by cerebral ischemia. According to the current situation, it will not be too long...Of course, it cannot be ruled out that it is a heart problem." Sakuragawa Lili closed her spare Medical box, after she checked Suzuki Kaoru's condition with tools, she asked Makoto Futaba standing behind her,
"Has an ambulance been called?"

"Well, I called." Makoto Futaba nodded, but it still takes a while to come here.

Behind him, Chenchen Nana asked worriedly: "What happened, I seemed to hear Suzuki screaming just now."

"Well, I lost control of my emotions." Makoto Futaba looked at Kaoru Suzuki who was lying on the bed at this time, "After all, this guy has always been hiding something on his mind..."

It turns out that Ms. Sato was raped by Suzuki's brother.

She finally chose to end her young life, and Kaoru Suzuki acquiesced that she was a murderer because she knew it was her own fault. Police took away for investigation.

but……

Is the truth of the matter really like this?
Recalling everything that I and Gong Bai and the others sneaked into the dormitory to investigate, it seemed that this matter was far from being as simple as I thought.

But the remorse Suzuki Kaoru bears has always existed. For such a long time, no one may know her psychological pressure.

It's no wonder that I can't fall asleep every night, and even only in the daytime, I can barely sleep for a few hours.

She is afraid.

I was afraid that as soon as I closed my eyes, what appeared in front of my eyes was the pale and bloodless face of my old friend.

Futaba Makoto sighed deeply.

Gently brushing the hair on the girl's forehead with his fingers, Makoto Futaba sat on the edge of the bed looking at Kaoru Suzuki's face, waiting for the ambulance to arrive.

……

hospital.

As Sakuragawa Lili said, Kaoru Suzuki's body does not seem to be healthy on the outside. After being sent to the emergency department of the hospital, the doctor quickly judged that Kaoru Suzuki was suffering from a mental illness and had been suffering from a long-term illness. Irregular work and rest lead to very weak body and even affect the health of the heart.

"The initial judgment is depression, a coma caused by mood swings. Specifically, we have to wait for the patient to wake up before going for a depression process check to get a more accurate result." The doctor in a white coat said this to Makoto Futaba and the others. Said.

"Depression?" Makoto Futaba was stunned for a moment, "But... she doesn't usually look very sad, so it shouldn't be depression?"

"There are also some patients with severe depression who are usually very optimistic. It just depends on whether you can disguise yourself well." The doctor continued, "Depression cannot be easily judged by appearance, so a careful examination is needed to confirm the diagnosis. "

"Let the patient rest well first, and continue to do more detailed examinations after waking up."

"OK, all right."

"Also, only one escort is enough. You have too many people. If you have nothing else to do, please go back as soon as possible."

Before the doctor left, he did not forget to remind Makoto Futaba and the others in the ward.

At this time, the ward was full of people, and everyone was very worried about Kaoru Suzuki's situation, so apart from Futaba Makoto and the others who got into the ambulance, the others rushed to the hospital quickly.

"Go back, I'll stay and take care of Suzuki." Futaba Makoto looked at the girls behind him and said, "It's late now, go back and rest. If there is anything wrong, I will tell you of."

"This..." Nana and the others looked at each other in the morning, but knowing that so many people couldn't stay here, they nodded obediently and went back one after another.

"Ah Cheng, then take good care of Suzuki."

"Call for something."

"Skin."

"Senior, if you need to change shifts, tell me!"

……

The ward became quiet, Futaba Makoto was also thinking alone.

He didn't feel sleepy at all, and his gaze stayed on Suzuki Kaoru's body. At this time, the girl was like a fragile handicraft, which seemed to shatter with a light touch.

Although the doctor said that the preliminary judgment was depression, and it was not necessarily diagnosed, Makoto Futaba was not surprised at all.

After all, she had endured too much.

I'm afraid it was because I told my secret tonight, and then thought of some bad memories, that I fell into a coma because of losing control of my emotions.

And Makoto Futaba also knew that Kaoru Suzuki was actually not letting him go.Live entirely in self-blame.

As for whether you can come out.

"Oh." Makoto Shuangye sighed slightly, how could he get out.

This is not the plot of a novel. It is completely impossible for the female protagonist who has a heart disease to be redeemed with a single sentence from the male protagonist... This kind of thing.

In this way, Makoto Futaba kept looking at Kaoru Suzuki.

I don't know how long it took, but the girl seemed to have a reaction. She moved her stiff fingers, and then slowly opened her eyes.

"Are you awake?" Makoto Futaba's voice came from beside him, which also made Kaoru Suzuki turn his head on the hospital bed.

Her expression was very flat, even the same as usual, and she couldn't imagine the terrifying appearance of Kaoru Suzuki who lost control of his emotions just now.

"I'm in a coma?" Suzuki Kaoru was not surprised by the first sentence after waking up, but asked in a very ordinary tone.

"Well, you lost control of your emotions just now." Futaba Makoto said, subconsciously reached out and touched Kaoru Suzuki's forehead.

It was cold in the hand, as if there was no temperature at all.

"Out of control?" Suzuki Kaoru seemed to have thought of something, and became silent again.

Futaba Makoto just looked at her like that, and didn't make a sound to disturb her, as if he planned to just stay with her like this.

"Go home, I'm fine." In the quiet ward, Kaoru Suzuki finally sat up, as if planning to get out of bed.

Makoto Futaba quickly grabbed her wrist, and Kaoru Suzuki held her back, "No, you still have a lot of checks to do."

Kaoru Suzuki looked at Makoto Futaba behind him, stretched out his hand to pull his temple hair behind his ears, and said softly, "I'm fine, I know my body very well."

"I do not need."

"After all, this is what should be borne."

"fault."

Kaoru Suzuki lowered his eyes, and his emotions sank at a speed visible to the naked eye. Makoto Futaba, who realized that something was wrong, quickly hugged her tightly in his arms.

Futaba Makoto Suzuki Kaoru raised his eyes, he stretched out his hand to pinch Suzuki Kaoru's face, and then squeezed: "Stop, let's not talk about this!"

"Don't think about it!"

Suzuki Kaoru blinked, then frowned slightly: "It hurts."

"Sorry." Futaba Makoto let go of his hand.

Kaoru Suzuki lay in Futaba Makoto's arms, after a while, she suddenly asked softly:

"What...how do you see me?"

(End of this chapter)