My transformation into a beautiful girl started with a hemorrhage.

Hui developed a habit of sleeping naked at home. After living with Kouta, she initially maintained some girlish reserve, but later completely let herself go.

At this moment, he looked at the unsuspecting Hui and swallowed hard.

He knew that he could do whatever he wanted to this beautiful body whenever he wanted, and the owner of this body would even cater to him.

However, he was not one to be driven by lust.

His hand gently brushed over Hui's body, creating the illusion that he wanted to drive, and then... he attacked Hui's armpit.

Hui remained lying there peacefully.

At this moment, even the slow-witted Kouta finally realized something was wrong. His heart tightened, and he felt as if the sky was about to fall.

"Hui, Hui! Wake up, wake up, don't scare me! If you wanted to scare me, you've succeeded. I give up, I'll do whatever you say! Please, wake up!" He shook Hui's body, his voice filled with anxiety.

"Hui! Hui! Please, please wake up."

"Hui, don't scare me, Hui!"

No matter how he shouted, Hui remained unmoved.

Kouta tried every method he could think of, but Hui still didn't respond.

Instantly, Kōta turned ashen-faced, feeling as if the sky had fallen.

His heart felt as if an invisible boulder was pressing down on it, making it hard to breathe. It pounded repeatedly, like a heavy pole ramming against a city gate, thump, thump, thump...

He was in a state of utter confusion, his mind racing with thoughts of what had happened to Hui.

Finally, he calmed down a bit and prepared to take Hui to the hospital.

He took off Hui's nightgown and looked at Hui's naked body. He had no time to think about such things. Without any emotional fluctuation, he dressed Hui in clothes, one by one, from her underwear to her outer cashmere coat.

Then he picked Hui up in a princess carry.

Hui's body was light and soft, and she smelled sweet, but he had no time to appreciate it. He quickly carried Hui down from the second floor to the first floor, and went out wearing only his underwear.

A steaming hot breakfast was left on the table.

Arriving at the road outside the courtyard gate, the environment here is secluded, and often not a car will pass by for an hour.

So, Kouta had no choice but to carry Kei and run all the way to the neighborhood.

Along the way, he naturally encountered several neighbors who greeted him, but Kouta had no time to pay attention to them.

The neighborhood has become much more bustling, and there are more taxis now. Kouta hailed one at random.

As soon as he got in the car, he anxiously said to the driver in the front seat, "Go to the nearest hospital! The sooner the better! Money is no object."

The driver, who looked to be in his late forties, saw Kouta's anxious expression in the rearview mirror, as well as the woman in Kouta's arms.

However, because Hui's coat was fluffy and had a hat that covered her beautiful face, he couldn't see her specific appearance clearly. He could only judge that she was a beautiful girl from her hair and figure.

Upon hearing Kouta's words, the driver asked, "Is the nearest hospital from here Miyamori Hospital, okay?"

"Miyamori? How's her skill level?"

"The skill level is undoubtedly the best in the city, but..."

“Let’s go there,” Kouta interrupted.

"Okay, okay." The driver paused for a moment, then started the engine and drove towards Miyazaki Hospital.

What he didn't finish saying was that Miyazaki Hospital is a private hospital, and it's the most expensive private hospital in the city.

Of course, while the price is high, the service, doctor quality, medical standards, environment, etc. are also the best.

Everyone in the city knows that the hospital never served ordinary people like them, but rather the local wealthy and powerful.

The driver naturally assumed that Kouta knew this.

After driving for more than ten minutes and covering ten stops, the car entered the area of ​​Miyazaki Hospital.

Why is it described as a range?

Because the buildings of Miyamori Hospital are located in a park.

The park covers hundreds of acres and has flowers, grass, a lake, and even two mountains.

The park is surrounded by a metal fence, and the entrances and exits are equipped with gate devices to restrict the entry and exit of motor vehicles.

The two security guards, who had worked here for several years, had never seen a taxi come here before. So they stopped the taxi and asked, "This is private land. Do you have a reservation?"

If Kouta were in a luxury car, they wouldn't have asked any questions and would have let him pass directly.

The driver rolled down the back window, gesturing for Kouta to answer.

Kouta was very annoyed and said impatiently, "Is it not okay if I don't have an appointment? Huh?"

In the past, he might have felt a little guilty coming to a place like this, but ever since he single-handedly slaughtered the entire Shibamiya family in Aomori City...

His mindset has already changed.

It's just money, isn't it?

Money is something he can easily take from a baby now.

When the old man from the Chai family offered up their family's accumulated wealth of hundreds of years, he didn't even glance at it.

The two security guards were intimidated by Kouta's imposing manner, but more importantly, they caught a glimpse of Hui in Kouta's arms.

Although it was just a fleeting glimpse.

However, they had only ever seen that noble and pure quality in their own young lady.

In an instant, they became respectful, bowed their heads, and replied, "No appointment is necessary, please go ahead!"

They quickly let them pass.

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Chapter 420 Hospitalization

The two security guards watched the taxi leave, assuming that the person inside was a servant from a wealthy family bringing a young lady to see a doctor.

After a few more minutes of driving, a cluster of buildings came into view.

A short while later, the taxi stopped in the parking lot in front of the building.

The yellow taxi stood out in this parking lot filled with luxury cars, attracting curious glances from passing tycoons.

After paying the fare, Kōta carried Hui off the bus.

Not far away, a boy who looked like a high school student got out of a black car, accompanied by a beautiful woman dressed as a city secretary.

After the boy got off the bus, he naturally noticed Kouta, who was less than seven meters away from him.

He was somewhat surprised, but he didn't despise or look down on him. Instead, he was struck by how similar Kouta's ordinary citizen attire and cheap taxi were to his life three months ago.

But now, everything is different.

The boy recalled his experience three months ago; the scene that only appeared in anime had actually happened to him.

Three months ago, he was called Takasei Hayato, an ordinary high school student living an ordinary life. He had an average personality, average looks, average grades, average physical fitness... He was the kind of person who would be a background figure in graduation photos and a foil at classmate reunions.

But this seemingly ordinary man was suddenly told that he was actually the illegitimate son of the Miyamori family, the largest financial group in the area, who had been living away from home. He was then taken back to the Miyamori family's manor, where he met his father whom he had never met before, lived in a huge mansion where he could easily get lost, lived a life where he was taken care of by real maids, transferred to a legendary elite high school, and rode in a long sedan chair that you could only see in anime...

Looking back now, he still feels a sense of unreality, as if he were dreaming.

'Is it the older brother who brought his younger sister to see the doctor?' Miyamori Hayato thought to himself as he looked at the anxious Kouta.

Perhaps it was seeing Kouta's commoner attire that made him feel close to him;

Or perhaps it was the brother's love for his sister that made him worry about his proud half-sister, Hazuki-chan Miyamori, who had been missing for almost a day or two.

Or perhaps it was Hui's unique temperament that attracted him...

In short, he felt a desire to help.

“Miss Natsuko, do you know that person over there?” Hayato Miyamori asked.

The woman, who looked like a secretary, stared at Kouta for a long time before saying with certainty, "Never seen him before."

“Miss Natsuko, could you please ask that person if they need help?” Hayato Miyamori said to the urban woman beside him.

“Young Master, you flatter me. The Master’s instructions to you are his words,” Nakai Natsuko replied respectfully.

Then she walked over and stopped Kouta, who was walking quickly.

"What do you want to do?" Kouta was very annoyed that his way was blocked, and he looked coldly at Nakai Natsuko.

Natsuko Nakai was startled: 'Such a sharp gaze!'

This was the first time she had ever seen such a sharp look in the eyes of an ordinary person; this was no ordinary person.

Her gaze shifted downwards, and she caught sight of Kei in Kouta's arms. Her pupils contracted instantly, and she was somewhat incredulous. She wanted to take a closer look, but Kouta deliberately blocked her view.

"Ah, excuse me, I'm here on behalf of our young master. Do you need any help?" Nakai Natsuko said.

Upon hearing this, Kouta frowned, said "Mind your own business" and simply walked past her.

Aside from parents and relatives, there is no such thing as unconditional kindness in this world.

Kouta didn't want to get involved in any messy relationships.

Nakai Natsuko turned back to Miyamori Hayato's side and said truthfully, "Young Master, the other party is not grateful."

"Is that so?" Miyamori Hayato felt a little uncomfortable.

I don't know if it was because I wanted to do a good deed but failed, or because I regretted not encountering the beautiful figure in the young man's arms.

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As a private hospital, Miyazaki Hospital exudes luxury and solemnity in every aspect. On either side of the automated gate stand two tall jade trees, which are exactly the same in appearance, at least indistinguishable to the naked eye.

Upon entering the gate, unlike the usual spacious lobby of a hospital, this place resembles an art gallery. The walls are adorned with famous paintings from ancient and modern times, both Chinese and foreign. The floor is entirely made of wooden planks, and various uniquely shaped triangular tables and chairs are casually placed around. The ceiling lights have been specially treated so that they are not glaring even when viewed directly.

As soon as Kouta entered, a young woman in a white nurse's uniform came forward to greet him.

The nurse looked very young, definitely not over thirty.

In fact, she graduated from a prestigious university, but her major was not good; it was journalism.

Journalism has been saturated in Japan for many years; working 996 hours a day is considered a blessing.

Fortunately, her family had some connections, which secured her a job opportunity here.