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After walking around the hall, they continued walking inside. At the deepest part of the hospital, there were several buildings whose decorations were obviously much more luxurious than those outside.
After checking their identities at the security office, the few of them went upstairs. Li Muzhi looked around and it was different from the hospitals he usually entered.
There is no unique smell of disinfectant, and the sunlight shining through the spotless glass gives people a vibrant feeling.
They soon came to a room inside. Qin Jie opened the door and nodded to Hanayama Yuzuru. It was obvious that this was her mother's ward.
Hanazono Yuzuru was extremely anxious. He took Li Muzhi's hand and walked into the room.
The ward was a single room, extremely spacious, with a bed in the middle and someone lying there. Their face could not be seen due to the angle of view, but there was an obvious bulge at the front, obviously a woman. There was a circle of instruments around them, and several doctors in white coats were standing by and talking.
"Mom?!" Yuzuru Hanayama let out a soft cry, finally let go of her hand, walked forward, squatted beside the bed, and looked at the woman lying on the bed with an anxious look on his face.
But the woman was in a coma, lying quietly on the hospital bed, with no signs of waking up.
Li Muzhi also took a step forward and glanced at the woman on the bed. His expression froze. She looked 80% similar to Yuzuru Hanazono. Although her eyes were closed, it was still difficult to conceal her powerful aura. Her bright red lips and perfect figure could not be covered up.
There is no doubt that this is the queen I met in my dream.
Now the answer is obvious. Yuzuru Hanayama's mother is definitely not a human being. When she attacked him in the dream, he was careless and hit her weak spot twice.
Finally, by chance, I was severely injured by a blow from the strange fox's tail. Now I am lying here, and it is definitely related to that blow from the tail.
The three doctors in white coats standing nearby immediately ended their conversation when they saw Hanayamain Yuzuru come in, walked over and asked carefully, "Excuse me, are you Miss Hanayamain Yuki's family?"
"Yes." Yuzuru Hanayama looked at his mother who had her eyes closed. When he turned to look at the doctor, his expression had calmed down and he said, "Hello, I am her daughter, Yuzuru Hanayama. May I ask how my mother is doing?"
"Hello, hello." The leader was a white-haired old doctor wearing a pair of reading glasses. He was very polite when he saw Hanayama Yuzuru. He bowed his head slightly and said, "From a medical point of view, Ms. Yuki, all body functions are very normal. Yes, even healthier than the average person. She is just a little tired. She should be able to wake up after a good sleep. However, for safety reasons, we need further equipment for examination."
"Okay, then I'll leave it to you." Yuzuru Hanazono hurriedly bowed his head.
"You don't have to be so polite." The white-haired old doctor seemed a little flattered and waved his hand quickly: "Huashanyuan Group provides a large amount of funding to our hospital every year. If the young lady has any requests, please feel free to ask."
Li Mu was stunned by this scene. This Huashanyuan Youfei was definitely not a human being. Could it be that modern medicine could not find out anything abnormal?
And looking at Yuzuru Hanazono's expression, she seemed to be unaware that her mother was not human.
Li Muzhi originally thought that he had figured out the truth, but what happened today made the whole incident confusing again.
Soon, several doctors were sent away, and Qin Jie, the assistant, also went out. It was said that she had to deal with the urgent matters left behind by You Fei's sudden collapse.
Li Muzhi and Hanayamain Yuzuru were the only ones left in the room.
After hearing the doctor say his mother was fine, Hanayama Yuzuru was obviously relieved. He stood up and walked to Li Muzhi, saying softly, "Thank you, Mr. Li. If it weren't for you, I would have panicked."
"Actually, I didn't do anything." Li Muzhi glanced at the senior sister who was standing close to him. The sun was about to set and the light in the room was not very good, which made Hanayama Yuzuru want to wear a red gauze.
The two of them were so close to each other that Li Muzhi could smell the faint fragrance emanating from her.
"No..." Yuzuru Hanayama said, and suddenly leaned forward. While Li Muzhi was stunned, his head was already resting on his arms: "With you here, I really feel that there is nothing to be afraid of."
"Um..." Li Muzhi raised his hands and looked down to see only Hanayama Yuzuru's black hair and slender shoulders. He was just about to hug this beautiful senior sister in black stockings.
Yuzuru Hanayama had already stood up straight, the weak expression on his face had disappeared, replaced by his usual gentle smile: "By the way, to thank Mr. Li, I can do something for you within my ability~"
"Is anything okay?" Li Muzhi asked with a smile.
Hanayama Yuzuru seemed to have thought of something, his cheeks turned red, and he said, "H things are not allowed~"
"Well, okay." Li Muzhi nodded: "Then please let me see your belly button!"
"Ah?" Hanayama Yuzuru's expression froze for a while before he blushed and said, "Li Jun, don't think about H. No girl will like that."
"No, you misunderstood." Li Muzhi said seriously, "I am just looking at it from an artistic perspective. It has nothing to do with H. Do you think that those masters' paintings are all H's?"
"This..." Hanayama Yuzuru showed a very strange expression on his face. After a while, he turned his head away, blushed, and nodded: "Then you can only take a look..."
Chapter 31 Patterned Birthmark
Yuzuru Hanazono's face blushed, and she looked extremely charming under the red reflection of the sunset.
Of course, he didn't want to take the opportunity to do something strange, but to check whether there was a red patterned birthmark on Yuzuru Hanayama's body similar to the one in his dream.
Yuzuru Hanayama felt his gaze and his body trembled. He lowered his head and slowly unbuttoned the outermost piece of his school uniform. He was wearing a white shirt underneath, the hem of which was tucked into his short skirt. His figure was not that good for his age, and it pushed the white shirt up high.
The waist is very thin, which makes the front look more prominent. Continue to unbutton the first button at the collar, revealing a piece of white skin, and through the gap you can see the beautiful collarbone.
At this time, her face was so red that it seemed like blood was about to drip out, but her hands continued to move, unbuttoning the second and third buttons.
As more and more skin was exposed, Li Muzhi saw the style of the front, which was more ordinary than he had imagined, just the most common white lace, but because of its size, it could only support the lower half, still revealing a large area of snow-white.
"Is it okay now?" Yuzuru Hanayama covered his face with his hands, trying to cover half of it, and turned his head away, not daring to look him in the eye.
"Well, just stay like that." He turned his head to take a look. The birthmark he wanted to see was located in a sensitive position, but now he was stopped. He said, "I'll just touch it. I promise not to do anything else."
Hanayama Yuzuru's body trembled noticeably, and after hesitating for a few seconds, he finally released his right hand that was covering his body, and lowered his head even lower: "Then... you are only allowed to touch me."
"Of course, I promise." He nodded. He had discovered that this senior schoolmate would not refuse any of his requests. He stretched out his hand. Although he had tried it many times in his dreams, this was the first time in reality.
"Hmm..." Yuzuru Hanayama immediately made a suppressed sound, but immediately covered his mouth with his hands. He turned his head to the side and didn't dare to look here at all, as if he would let him do whatever he wanted and endure it silently.
Taking advantage of the moment when she turned her head, he quickly exerted force and opened it, looking towards the place where the birthmark appeared in the dream.
On the fair and delicate skin, a dark red birthmark was extremely eye-catching. It was not accurate to call it a birthmark, but more like some kind of pattern. Reflected in this position, it had a tradition of attracting people to take a second look.
After confirming his guess, he quickly reached out and put it back in, straightened it, put the white shirt together, fastened the unbuttoned buttons, and even carefully straightened the collar of the shirt.
The whole process was smooth and flowing. In just a moment, Yuzuru Hanayama's clothes were completely restored.
"Is it okay..." The blush on Hanayama Yuzuru's face had not yet faded. He nodded and looked at his shirt that had been straightened out without any wrinkles. He then looked up at Li Muzhi who had a serious face, with an expression of indescribable surprise.
"Well, I have seen it with an artistic eye." He gave a thumbs up: "No matter the shape or the fat distribution, it is an extremely perfect work of art."
"Wait..." Yuzuru Hanayama's expression suddenly turned cold, and the shy smile disappeared from his face. The air in the room seemed to drop by more than ten degrees at this moment.
The sudden change caused him to involuntarily take a step back. His heart beat noticeably faster and his body instinctively sent out danger signals.
"Why is Li Jun so skilled in wearing girls' clothes?" A smile appeared on Yuzuru Hanayama's lips. Although he was smiling, people instinctively felt that he was extremely dangerous.
The first time I saw the gentle senior sister, she revealed such a terrifying aura. This senior sister was definitely not as harmless as she appeared.
As for why she is so skilled, of course it is because my aunt often gets drunk and sometimes I need to help her change clothes. After doing it many times, she naturally became skilled.
But her instinct told her that if she told the truth now, something bad would happen. She swallowed her saliva and said with a dark face, "Actually... I have the habit of secretly wearing women's clothes."
The room seemed to have been paused, and it became completely quiet for a moment.
"Puchi..." Yuzuru Hanayama suddenly couldn't help laughing, and the atmosphere in the room instantly relaxed: "Haha, what do you think, you're scared, right?"
"Ah?" Li Muzhi stared at Hanazono Yuzuru in a daze. Because the atmosphere had changed so much, he still hadn't come back to his senses.
"That must be your reaction after discovering your boyfriend is cheating on you." Yuzuru Hanayama smiled and blinked his eyes: "I told you, I will try my best to act like a good girlfriend."
"Uh... I was just pretending." Then he breathed a sigh of relief: "Senior really scared me just now."
"But..." Hanayama Yuzuru suddenly blushed and whispered, "I didn't expect that my junior brother actually has such a habit."
Having said that, she paused for a moment, then looked up at Li Muzhi and said softly, "Do you need me to lend you some clothes?"
"Ahem... no need." He waved his hand hastily and turned to look at the bed in the middle of the room. Then he remembered that he had just done those things in front of her unconscious mother. He felt a bit weird for no reason. He coughed twice and said, "Senior sister's mother?"
"Don't worry." Hanayama Yuzuru also turned his head to look at the bed, with a bit of worry on his face: "This is not the first time that mother has encountered such a situation. It's probably because she is too tired from work. After all, we are an orphan girl and a widow. But I often help mother with family business matters, so it's good for her to have a rest, so you don't have to worry about me, junior brother."
"Yeah." He nodded. He really couldn't help with the affairs of such a big chaebol, but he didn't expect that senior sister Yuzuru Hanayama, at such a young age, had already started helping with family affairs. The senior sister was stronger and more independent than he thought.
I turned my head and looked out the window. The sun had already set completely. Various lights began to shine in the evening. Even at night, Kyoto was still as lively as ever.
"I'm sorry for making Li Jun accompany me for so long." Hanayama Yuzuru was very considerate. He glanced out the window and said, "I'll let Sister Qin take Li Jun away."
"No, it's faster to take the subway during this time." He shrugged: "Then I'll go first, senior sister, you don't have to see me off."
At this moment, Hanayama Yuzuru suddenly leaned towards him. Li Mu was stunned and quickly reached out to catch him.
"Thank you." Hanayama Yuzuru whispered a thank you in his ear, then stood up straight and restored his warm smile: "See you tomorrow, Mr. Li."
"See you tomorrow, senior." After waving and saying hello, he left the ward. Although everything that happened today was still a little sudden, after spending time together in the room, his relationship with the senior seemed to have become much closer.
Just as I lowered my head to think, I bumped into a soft body.
Chapter 32: Aunt, are you hiding something from me?
Chapter 33 No one knows reasoning better than me
"Little Leo~ Why don't you help me to bed~" Cangchuan Qingshui blinked her charming eyes, stretched out her hands with a smile, and made a gesture of waiting for a hug in the air.
"Okay, Your Majesty." She smiled and shook her head helplessly. Every time my aunt got drunk, she became very clingy, completely unlike her usual mature and domineering image.
He stretched out his hands skillfully, passed one hand through her knees and the other hand through her aunt's slender waist, and easily picked her up in a princess hug.
Cangchuan Qingshui's face was still drunk, her cheeks were slightly red, and she exuded the unique fragrance of an adult woman. She skillfully stretched out her arms and hugged Li Muzhi's neck.
Li Muzhi sank his hands. Cangchuan Qingshui weighed about 50kg. After all, an adult woman would have more fat in some places. Because the two of them cooperated very well, she didn't seem heavy when she was held in her arms.
It's like a lot of postures, the more coordinated the two people are, the less effort they'll have.
My aunt's room is very simple, with a few teaching plans on the table and nothing extra. Her wardrobe is not like other women's, with many different styles of clothes. In addition to a few work uniforms, there are only a few ordinary home clothes.
There were still a few pairs of clothes that had not been washed and were scattered randomly on the floor and chairs.
He threw his aunt in his arms onto the bed, helped her take off her coat, got her into position, turned the air conditioner to a suitable temperature, covered her with a thin quilt, picked up the clothes scattered on the floor, then closed the door and left.
Just as the door closed, Aokawa Qingshui on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, his face panicked, he threw back the quilt and stood up.
He placed his hands on his waist, pulled the edge of the stockings, pulled them all down, and looked down.
"Really..." Cangchuan Qingshui was annoyed: "It's the most troublesome to wash."
But being angry was useless. Cangchuan Qingshui was like a bereaved mother. He put his clothes back on. The whole experience of the two of them just now came to his mind. He rolled around in bed for a few rounds and found that he couldn't fall asleep. He thought for a few seconds: "I have to take a shower anyway."
On the other side, he casually threw the clothes he took out into a special cloth bag beside him. Cangchuan Qingshui was very lazy and often washed them together after they had accumulated for several days.
The moment he threw it into the cloth bag, Li Muzhi glanced at a pair of black stockings on the surface and reached out to pick it up. Cangchuan Qingshui didn't have many styles of stockings, all of which were black translucent styles that matched the uniforms. This pair was the one she was wearing when her aunt suddenly ran into her room two days ago and asked to sleep together.
He remembered that he noticed at that time that the color of the black silk stockings at the toes was obviously darker, but he just glanced at it at that time and didn't pay much attention to it. But now, holding it in his hand, he felt it was getting more and more strange.
When I put my fingers on it, I felt a hard touch on my skin. Although it is easy to make people think too much, a closer look will show that this is definitely not the solidified trace of some strange thing. I checked the other parts of the stockings carefully and found them to be very clean. No other similar stains were found.
All the spots are concentrated on the thumb and index finger at the tips of the toes, and the positions above and below are almost the same. It is obviously abnormal, and there must be some secret hidden in this.
He has been smart since he was young, otherwise he would not have been able to get into an aristocratic school like Lark Hill High School with his excellent grades. Through the existing clues and bold reasoning, he already has a definite answer in his mind.