Tokyo: Let the wicked women pay the price!

Everything seems to be back on track.

After chatting with Nadeshiko last night, it's that damned Monday again.

As usual, Fujino dragged his half-dead body along with Professor Kasai on rounds.

After the event, he went straight to the ward to visit Lemon.

The mother and daughter inside seemed to be talking about something interesting, and they were both giggling.

Oh, and there's another outsider.

Saki Wakaba, a caregiver, is catching up on sleep in her hospital bed.

Fujino gently knocked on the door and entered the room. When he got close to Saki, he tapped her hard on the head and sat down directly next to Lemon's hospital bed.

A scream like a pig being slaughtered erupted behind him, and Fujino asked with a warm smile, "Lemon, how are you feeling today?"

"Fujino-san, I'm fine. Aren't you going to turn around and look?"

Lemon's little face was full of worry.

"Fujino! You bastard!"

Saki's face was filled with the rage of a shattered dream, but she paused in her steps toward Fujino, her expression becoming somewhat unnatural.

She saw Fujino shaking his phone, looked a little embarrassed, and licked her lips: "Well, I'll let it go this time, just tap softer next time."

"Next time?" Fujino scoffed. "Don't let me see you sleeping in the ward again, Ms. Saki, the caregiver!"

"Hehehe." Lemon and Nadeshiko chuckled gently, watching Fujino's playful antics. "We never expected the usually serious Fujino-san to have this side to her."

"Alright, enough chit-chat." Fujino said seriously, clearing his throat. "As a psychiatrist, I need to give a diagnosis of Lemon Sauce's current condition."

Hearing Fujino get down to business, Lemon and Nadeshiko looked serious and widened their eyes. Even the usually carefree Saki didn't dare to act rashly and stood behind Fujino.

"If we're talking about pedantry, stressful events can be categorized into two types: 'destructive stressful events,' which refer to events that instantly and directly destroy one's mental defenses, and 'cumulative stressful events,' which are the result of layers of accumulated stress."

"To put it bluntly, it's because things piled up and the brain couldn't handle it. That's how Lemon developed her depression."

"On one hand, there are objective factors such as further education and leaving the club, and on the other hand, there is the pressure caused by Ms. Nadeshiko's anxiety disorder," he winked at Nadeshiko, this was the result of their discussion last night, "The last straw that broke the camel's back was the lesion in her brain."

After all, Nadeshiko didn't have time to get tested, so Fujino could only judge from experience that she had anxiety disorder.

There's no need to tell Lemon about Himegami Ayame's matter. Fujino suggested that Nadeshiko share the information with Inspector Ukyo, offering to act as a go-between.

Seeing the somewhat displeased look on Lemon's face, he continued, "So, Lemon Jam, I think your diagnosis is also comprehensive."

"The lesion has been removed; now the problem is your mother."

"Do you want to separate from Nadeshiko?" he asked sincerely. "You're about to turn 18, and under these circumstances, you can apply to change your guardian."

Nadeshiko gripped her skirt tightly, unable to look at Lemon and Fujino.

Lemon pursed her lips, not speaking immediately.

"Hey! Changing mothers is just too outrageous, isn't it, Fujino-kun?!" Saki waved her hand in front of him, lowering her voice, "Hey! How could you suggest something like that? Aunt Nadeshiko also loves lemons. If the method is wrong, you can change it. Saying things like that is too hurtful."

"Can you just randomly claim to be someone's mother?"

Fujino was about to stop Saki when Lemon spoke up: "Yes, Fujino-san, Saki is right. A mother shouldn't be something you can choose."

Hearing Lemon speak those words in a gentle voice, Nadeshiko suddenly looked up, her eyes brimming with tears, and buried her face in Lemon's lap, sobbing, "I'm sorry, Lemon, I'm so sorry, Lemon..."

Lemon nodded, looking calmly at Fujino: "Fujino-san, thank you for your help too. You've been doing your best to help me these past few days."

"But thank you for your kindness anyway. I...didn't you say that my mother is also suffering from illness?"

"Once she's cured, she'll love me just like before, right?"

Fujino gently shook his head.

"wrong."

Lemon's smile froze.

Saki tugged at Fujino's arm, trying to cover his mouth.

Even Nadeshiko, who was lying on Lemon's lap, looked up with teary eyes... "That's not what you said yesterday."

Fujino took Lemon's hand in one hand and Nadeshiko's hand in the other, and handed them to each other.

He said softly, "Miss Nadeshiko, although the method was wrong."

"But my love for you is absolutely true."

"Don't ask me how I know."

"100% authentic".

That's incredibly true; the success rate of subconscious implantation speaks for itself.

"Waaaaah, Fujino, you scared me to death!" Saki grabbed Fujino and kept hitting his arm. "I thought you were going to say something amazing! You're such a mystery guy!"

Lemon and Nadeshiko stopped crying and smiled, then gently embraced each other.

"As for Lemon, she should be able to be discharged after about three days of observation." Fujino stood up, one hand in his pocket, his other arm still being pulled by Saki. "This time we can really think about where to go for fun."

"I've already decided, Fujino-san!" Lemon's face flushed with excitement. "I want to go to the Ocean Park!"

"Ocean Park, you want to see orcas?"

"No, they're penguins!"

Nadeshiko covered her mouth and chuckled, adding, "I remember it's because Fujino-san looks like a penguin, right?"

"Oh dear, Mom!"

"Why do I look like a penguin?"

"Lemon Jam said you looked like a big penguin in your black shirt and white lab coat, hahaha."

Saki laughed so hard she clutched her stomach, unable to stand up straight: "Big penguin, hahahahaha. Cluck cluck cluck!"

......

Even after leaving the family-friendly ward, Fujino still had a smile on his face.

Finally, he gave Saki a few more instructions, telling her to make sure Nadeshiko came to the clinic for her medical appointments on time, and then left the ward.

Instead of returning to his workstation, he sat on a bench in the corridor outside the psychiatric ward.

Patients passing by would greet him from time to time, and he would respond with a smile.

This was the moment he truly felt his own existence.

It was also the moment that contrasted most sharply with his cold and aloof past profession.

At first, he disliked the troublesome and unpredictable nature of mentally ill patients.

Even now, looking at these patients, some are expressionless, some are moody, some behave strangely, and some seem normal.

It's still incredibly diverse and bizarre.

But when he actually managed to restore the expressionless lemon to its adorable state, he felt a great sense of accomplishment.

He remembered what Mr. Nagano had said to him when he was educating medical trainees in his VIP ward.

Mental illness is like a cold.

The cause is a weakened immune system.

The symptoms are similar, sometimes present and sometimes absent, recurring repeatedly, and sometimes not taking medication has little effect.

"But it feels really good to see everyone smiling from the bottom of their hearts."

buzzing-

Fujino took out his phone; it was a text message from Saki.

[Wakaba Saki: Fujino, Lemon, and Nadeshiko are discussing how much of a thank-you gift to give the doctor.]

He certainly understood that this meant unplanned income.

A surgeon performing such tumor removal should generally pay no less than 30 yen.

Although internal medicine costs less, it is generally no less than 20.

He glanced at his own panel.

[Name: Kazuhiko Fujino]

Total Assets: ¥330,113 (-¥3,662,017)

[Props: The patient's electrocardiogram (hypnosis, subconscious implantation)]

Skills: Micro-expression observation (proficient), Telepathy (beginner)

The images of lemon and Nadeshiko's smiles flashed through my mind.

He took out his phone and quickly typed a reply.

She stood up and walked towards the examination room.

[Kazuhiko Fujino: My suggestion for surgery is around 30 RMB, but if your family is on a tight budget, 20 RMB is also acceptable.]

[Kazuhiko Fujino: The internal medicine rate should be lowered accordingly, by 10 yen compared to surgery.]

[Fujino Kazuhiko: As for me, never mind.]

[Kazuhiko Fujino: I've received the thank-you gift. :)]