Ms. Quan, who is male

"Ahem." Nakahara Chuuya coughed and cleared his throat, trying to change the subject, "How is your grandfather's condition?"

As soon as this was mentioned, Quan's mood dropped.

"The doctor said it was caused by overwork, and I must take a good rest from now on."

Zhongyuan Zhongya said strangely: "Isn't there no big problem? Why do you look unhappy?"

Quan's left index finger repeatedly poked the chair beneath him, and said in a muffled voice, "But seeing grandpa lying on the hospital bed so weak makes me feel very uncomfortable."

What a childish temper.

Zhongyuan Zhongya muttered in his heart.

"and……"

"and?"

"Grandpa went to the hospital because of me." Quan looked gloomy, not at all as energetic and happy as before.

"Huh? What's going on..." Before Nakahara Chuuya could finish his words, the door of the ward was opened from the inside.

The nurse came out briskly and said to Quan, "The patient is awake."

"!Really?"

Izumi's eyes lit up and he was about to stand up, but Nakahara Chuuya reminded him: "Your feet."

"...It should be okay if I walk slower, right?"

"If you walk slower, you won't put pressure on the wound?"

"..." Quan was speechless.

The nurse glanced back and forth between the two of them and suggested, "How about I push a wheelchair?"

Zhongyuan Zhongya nodded: "Okay." He made the final decision without giving Quan a chance to speak.

Of course, Quan had no objection to this and accepted it calmly.

Before the nurse pushed the wheelchair over, Izumi thought about Mizuno Nagataro in the room, turned his head and rushed into the door to speak: "Grandpa, the nurse has gone to help me push the wheelchair. I'm at the door. Please wait a moment."

The old man's hoarse and weak voice came from inside: "Okay..."

Quan frowned upon hearing this.

Seeing him poking his head, looking like he was eager to get into the ward, Zhongyuan Zhongya folded his hands in front of his chest and said, "Shall I take you in?"

As he spoke, he controlled his supernatural power, making Quan float in mid-air without gravity.

Quan waved his hands quickly: "No, no, it will scare grandpa!"

Nakahara Chuuya: "..." OK.

Fortunately, not long after, the nurse came over with a wheelchair.

After Nakahara Chuuya made a decision for Izumi just now, she naturally thought that the two of them were in the same boat. So after pushing the wheelchair over, she went to do other things.

Quan didn't think much. After pulling the wheelchair over, he prepared to step on the ground and change the direction to sit in it.

But before his feet touched the ground, he was already floating in the air and landed lightly on the wheelchair.

"Thank you, Mr. Chuuya!"

"Little things."

Just sitting in a wheelchair does not mean that you can enter the house smoothly.

Quan, who was riding this thing for the first time, did a little research on how to push the wheelchair. Unexpectedly, before he could get started, the wheelchair started to move on its own.

Quan looked back in surprise.

Zhongyuan Zhongya seemed to have not noticed the gaze falling on him, and pushed him into the ward without squinting or changing his expression.

Also surprised was Chotaro Mizuno, who was leaning on the lift bed.

Firstly, he didn't expect Zhongyuan Zhong to appear here; secondly, it was a bit unexpected. The relationship between the other party and Quan seemed to be better than he imagined.

"Grandpa, how do you feel now? Are you uncomfortable anywhere else?"

As soon as Quan saw him, he hurriedly asked.

Mizuno Chotaro sighed and said, "I'm fine, I made you worry."

The old man who used to feel windy when walking is now leaning weakly on the hospital bed with an oxygen mask on, his eyes are cloudy, and it seems as if all the energy in his body has been sucked away.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but overnight, the wrinkles on his face and the white hair on his head seemed to have increased by three points, and he looked older, completely losing his usual energetic look.

Quan felt extremely distressed when he saw it. After being pushed to his bedside by Nakahara Chuuya, he held his hand that was not receiving the intravenous injection.

The hand was rough and cold, with thick knuckles, and the palm was covered with thick calluses. There were also some small brown round spots on the back of the hand, with folds stacked up like dry old tree bark.

His hands were really ugly, in stark contrast to Quan's white, slender, boneless hands.

But it was these hands that supported Mizuno Quan's home and protected her from wind and rain for more than ten years. Even if the conditions were difficult, he did his best to let her grow up healthily.

He has paid too much for this family, so it is understandable that when he finally lost Mizuno Spring, he would be directly hit to the point of becoming unconscious and mentally abnormal.

Except for being a little anxious at the beginning, Izumi behaved normally afterwards. He chatted with Mizuno Chotaro for a while, picking up funny and interesting stories to tell him, so Mizuno Chotaro was in a pretty good mood afterwards.

good.

Not long after he spoke, Mizuno Chotaro's upper and lower eyelids began to fight. Seeing that he was tired, Izumi gently patted his chest, coaxing him to sleep like a child.

As soon as Mizuno Chotaro fell asleep, the smile on Izumi's face fell.

Nakahara Chuuya, who was leaning against the wall next to the door, leaving room for his grandfather and grandson to talk, heard that there was no sound in the room. When he walked in, he found that Mizuno Chotaro had fallen asleep.

And Quan... was shedding tears silently.

There are people in this world who look good even when they cry.

His skin is white, and the redness at the corners of his eyes is particularly obvious, as if he has been dyed with a light layer of eye shadow. His eyes are like black pearls soaked in water, black and shiny, clear and bright.

Two lines of clear tears silently flowed down, gathering at the chin, "pat, pat", falling on the back of the hand, splashing small water splashes.

"Didn't you have a happy chat just now? Why are you crying again?" Zhongyuan Zhongya walked over helplessly, took a tissue from the cabinet next to him and handed it to him, "I don't dare to cry to your grandpa, because you know that I am

Annoying people in front of you? Huh?"

Quan wiped it casually and said with a choked voice: "I'm sorry, but I just can't help it..."

"Okay, okay, I've cried. I'll wipe it off quickly and take you to dinner."

"Eh?"

Quan looked at him with some surprise, and just as he was about to say something, his stomach made a growl, and it started to growl at the right moment.

"..." He held his stomach and lowered his head, his face flushed with embarrassment.

Zhongyuan Zhongya didn't laugh at him and pushed his wheelchair out the door.

Quan originally wanted to ask, what should his grandfather do when they went to eat? But as soon as he went out, he saw the nurse waiting by the door.

So he couldn't help but sigh: "Mr. Chuuya is really reliable..."

Zhongyuan Zhongya was almost immune to his compliments from time to time: "Okay, you can flatter me."

Quan looked back at him: "Are you Ma?"

There was a "boom" sound, and Quan suffered a loud brain collapse.

"oops!"

He covered his head and said aggrievedly: "Isn't that what you said..."

"You are getting more and more courageous. Can you open a dyeing workshop if you give me some color?"

"……snort."

Although Izumi's voice was low, Nakahara Chuuya's ears were not bad, so of course he heard everything. He raised his eyebrows, curled his fingers, and said threateningly: "You still dare to hum with me?"

"Don't dare!" Quan immediately blocked the place where he was hit just now with his hand, for fear of getting hit again.

"snort."

Izumi couldn't help but mutter: "Don't Mr. Chuuya also like to hum..."

There was a silence above the head.

Quan felt bad, so he quickly covered his head and shouted: "I'm wrong, I'm wrong, don't hit your head, you'll make me stupid!"

However, Zhongyuan Zhongya directly grabbed his face this time, pinched him twice, and said proudly: "How stupid can you be? How smart do you think you are?"

Quan pouted, looking unhappy.

Two people passed by in the corridor.

The nurse who had pushed the wheelchair to Quan was holding the case and passing behind them. She couldn't help but said to herself: "So they are a couple. It seems that Dr. Yamai is out of luck..."

At this time, there was a shutter sound of "click click" coming from the side.

"Oh oh oh~ I really took a good picture~"

The nurse looked back, crossed her waist, and said angrily: "Mr. Dazai, although you have washed your stomach, some toxins still remain, so please lie back on the bed and rest! Really, this month you will

This is the third time I have been hospitalized due to food poisoning!”

"Ah, this beautiful lady!" Dazai Osamu stepped in front of the nurse, held her hand, and said affectionately, "Please forgive me, because I can't wait to see you, so..."

The nurse said coldly: "You said the same thing to Nurse Morikawa last time, and the last time you said it to Nurse Kobayakawa."

"Ah ha ha ha..." Osamu Dazai was not embarrassed at all to be exposed. He raised a finger and defended, "Then it must be that the hallucination I had after being poisoned has not disappeared!"

"..."

Zhongyuan Zhongya took Quan to a nearby Western restaurant with a good reputation.

He called in advance to make a reservation, so when they arrived at the door, a waiter took them to their seats.

Quan has never eaten Western food, and many of the names of the dishes on the menu made him confused.

But he didn't show any timidity, he was just purely curious.

In fact, Zhongyuan Zhongya brought him here to eat, not to deliberately embarrass him. He just felt that Quan's right hand was injured and it might be more convenient to eat Western food. Seeing that he didn't understand many things, he simply asked his opinion and thoughtfully helped him.

Ordered.

After Izumi pushed the thick menu book to the waiter, he said with some embarrassment: "I know why Mr. Chuuya said I was stupid."

Zhongyuan Zhong also took a sip of water. At this time, he stopped attacking him and said, "You don't have previous memories, so it's normal that you don't know a lot of things. If there's anything here, just pick it up slowly."

"Um!"

After the steak came, Zhongyuan Zhongya cut his portion into small pieces that were easy to eat, and then exchanged it with Quan's portion.

"Thanks."

Quan picked up one of the pieces with his fork and as soon as he put it to his mouth, he smelled a strange aroma in the aroma of the food.

He didn't know why, but his face suddenly turned pale.

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't notice anything unusual about him. He had just cut a piece of steak for himself and before he could eat it, Quan, who was sitting opposite him, reached out and snatched away his fork.

Zhongyuan Zhong was also confused.

Quan, who looked ugly, sniffed gently, and sure enough, he had this one too.

Zhongyuan Zhong also felt something was wrong from his expression.

"What's wrong?"

"You can't eat it..." Quan threw away his fork and shook his head at him.

Hearing this, Zhongyuan Zhongye was shocked and asked: "What do you smell?"

Quan said hesitantly: "I can't tell what it is specifically. I only know that it is a kind of spices mixed together..."

Seeing that Zhongyuan Zhongya had no expression on his face, he thought he didn't believe it, so his voice became urgent: "I also know that this is not convincing, but..."

He was still trying to persuade Nakahara Chuuya, but the latter unexpectedly said: "I believe you."

Izumi was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up, and he seemed very happy because of Nakahara Chuuya's trust.

"You don't know anything else, so do you know what effect this spice has?" Zhongyuan Zhongye asked.

"..." Quan Lio swallowed his saliva and then spoke slowly.

"Cause.Fantasy."