I won't be a loser.

"About two days ago, while you were unconscious, I changed your clothes almost once a week, but I massaged your arms and legs every night. Because underwear was troublesome, I didn't let you wear it while you were unconscious."

"......"

As an adult, hearing his mother taking care of him like this, he was moved but also a little embarrassed. There was a hint of shame that made him purse his lips.

"Shy?"

"No, I know these are all very difficult things. Compared to that little bit of shyness, it's more because of your hard work. Also, I am very grateful that you didn't let Sanye come over."

"Three leaves?"

"She came to take care of me. When I wake up, it will probably be quite..."

"That child... well, I can't say for sure."

Even Miyamizu Futaba fell silent for a moment after hearing what Kento said. Thinking of Mitaba's usual personality, it was indeed very likely that she would mock her own brother in person when Kento woke up.

But even if the truth may be like this, as a mother, Miyamizu Futaba has to explain a little to Sanye when facing her son.

"That child was very worried about you even when you were in a coma. He wanted to come to Tokyo to take care of you several times."

Thinking about last night, after telling Miyamizu Mitsuha that Kento had woken up, Mitsuha was so excited and wanted to communicate with Kento. Now I think that if Kento really answered the phone, there would inevitably be some small "friction".

The virtuous man lying on the bed slowly closed his eyes. He was unable to move his body freely for the time being, and there was no entertainment. Compared to being in a coma, life lying in bed suddenly became more unbearable.

"When you're unconscious, can you feel what's happening in reality?"

"No, I couldn't feel anything. At that time, it was like I was immersed in a black and white world. Everything was fragmented, one picture after another, all of which were recent events. After waking up, I couldn't remember clearly what happened while I was unconscious."

"Like a dream?"

"No, maybe it's even more... chaotic than dreaming. I can't bring my thoughts together, and I can't wake up. It's a bit uncomfortable, but... it's hard to describe."

Because he had just woken up, Xianren frowned and recalled what happened when he was unconscious, but he couldn't remember his complete feelings at that time.

"Thanks a lot."

"I should be the one who has the least hard work, right? What about that girl?"

"The person you saved? The girl had a minor scratch on her arm, but otherwise there was nothing serious. She came to visit you when you were unconscious."

"......"

He didn't have too many thoughts, but when he saw that the girl seemed to be in danger and hadn't reacted yet, he moved his body first and pushed her away, but he was hit hard.

"That car was probably going over 50 kilometers per hour at the time. It was definitely not a domestic car. It hurt quite a bit when it hit me."

When talking about this, Xianren himself couldn't help but smile and grinned, which made Miyamizu Futaba purse her lips, not knowing how to describe her mood at the moment.

She knew that her son had done a good deed of saving a life, but the price he paid was lying in the hospital bed for more than a month. As a mother, how could she be happy after hearing Xianren's words at this moment?

"Don't be so impulsive in the future."

“…Ah, yes.”

Facing Miyamizu Futaba's worried eyes, the smile on Xianren's lips gradually calmed down. After a moment of silence, he responded with a smile.

"Now that I've been injured so badly, I don't think there will be a next time."

"..."

Miyamizu Futaba bit her lips and stared at her son. Even after hearing Xianren's assurance, she did not feel happy at all. The mother and son sat quietly in the ward, silent and did not talk about anything related to the car accident.

Compared to when Kento was in a coma, during the time he was awake, Miyamizu Futaba turned down many visitors.

The wise man has just woken up, and what he needs more is quiet cultivation. If too many people come over, it will affect his recovery. In this regard, most of the people who come to visit him express their understanding, leave gifts and leave.

"You're recovering very well. I think you'll be able to get out of bed in another month."

"A month?"

"You had three broken ribs, a dislocated wrist and an incomplete fracture. You also had internal bleeding, a concussion, and damage to your cochlea... Luckily, you're in good health. If you had been any worse, you wouldn't be recovering in bed right now."

"what......"

"Judging from the current situation, the recovery is going well. A month is an optimistic estimate... How does your left ear feel now?"

"......"

"It's just my left ear. It doesn't have a big impact on my daily life. I can wear a hearing aid."

"Ah."

The wise man lying on the hospital bed had a rare, slightly complicated expression on his face, with his eyes lowered, and he seemed a little concerned about this matter.

The other injuries can basically be recovered gradually, and as long as the recovery is proper, it will not affect life. However, the cochlea of the left ear was shaken at the time, causing damage to the auditory nerve and greatly affecting hearing.

It is not complete deafness, but the sensitivity to sound is far less than before. Normal conversation sounds can be heard normally in the right ear, but become very quiet in the left ear.

It’s not a particularly big problem in terms of life, but psychologically, it does have some small impact.

Xianren, lying on the hospital bed, couldn't help but sigh softly after Miyamizu Futaba sent the doctor away. When he was alone in the ward, he felt a little complicated, his thoughts were a little disordered, and he thought about many problems in silence.

But afterwards, I silently accepted the price I paid for my impulsive behavior. This is how the world is. It will not give you any rewards just because you do good things. It is already a blessing that I did not lose my life in a car accident.

"A wise man."

After sending the doctor out of the ward, Miyamizu Futaba returned to the ward and looked at the young man lying on the hospital bed.

"It's nothing to me. It doesn't affect my life much anyway. I rarely go out and don't interact with other people. I mostly stay alone in my apartment, quietly writing my book, so it's not a big deal."

As if he was comforting himself, normally he would have just answered "It doesn't matter as long as it doesn't affect my life", but now he explained so much, which made Miyamizu Futaba look at him with complicated eyes, making Xianxin feel a little uncomfortable.

"Medical science is constantly evolving. I might be able to find a hospital specializing in otolaryngology. Maybe I can be cured."

"I'll accompany you then."

"You're not kids anymore. Once I recover, I can be alone. But Mitsuha and Yotsuha, who are still in Itomori, need your care even more."

After smiling, the wise man closed his eyes.

Miyamizu Futaba, who wanted to say something, saw Xianren close his eyes and open his mouth. But before she could say anything, she pursed her lips silently and hid all the words of comfort in her heart.

In the following period of time, it was basically Miyamizu Futaba and Kiyoura Mai who took care of him. On weekends, Kiyoura Setsuna and Saionji Sekai would also come to the hospital ward and chat with Kento briefly about their life in school and some rumors they heard around them.

Qing Pu Mai would rush to the hospital every evening, put the prepared food in an insulated lunch box, and deliver it to Xianren's ward.

Previously, because Xianren was in a coma, he basically relied on glucose to survive. Now that he has woken up, he can barely eat some light liquid food, which is completely different from Miyamizu Futaba's. For Miyamizu Futaba, who has to take care of Xianren every day, she needs to replenish more energy.

Not being able to move freely and not being able to eat and drink freely is the most torturous moment for the sage. Perhaps the ascetics in the past were also in the same situation.

"The works have passed the review and will be published soon."

When Mari Fukaoka learned that Kento had woken up, she did not go to the hospital to see him immediately. Instead, she dealt with all the matters concerning his work. Then, she came to Kento's ward with a satisfactory report and talked to him about matters related to publishing.

Miyamizu Futaba, who didn't quite understand this aspect, didn't understand what the two were saying at all, but she didn't speak casually. She sat quietly aside, listening to their conversation, and stayed in the ward waiting to handle things for Xianren when he needed help.

"A month's time, huh?"

"I passed the review five days before you woke up. During this time, I've been dealing with publishing matters, some plans and activities, and publicity. That's why I've been delayed until now to come and see you."

"No, being able to publish is probably the best news I've heard so far."

"Originally, the publishing house was planning to use your incident as a positive publicity tool, but for some unknown reason, it was stopped."

"My business? It's better to stop it. I don't want to be interviewed like crazy and know that I was in a car accident later."

I was a bit surprised. I didn't expect that the publishing house was planning to use his story to promote his work. It's a good thing it was stopped. If it hadn't been stopped, I guess some young reporters would have come to interview him.

"How's your health?"

After talking about work-related matters, Mari Fukaoka also asked Kento about his current physical condition.

"Fortunately, the doctor said that I'll be able to walk again in a month."

"Isn't it possible now?"

"When I move, my whole body aches. It probably hasn't healed completely yet."

"If I had given you a ride at that time, I guess that wouldn't have happened."

"It has nothing to do with this. No, it has nothing to do with you. It's my own choice. There's no need to dwell on it. I don't know if my new book will have a chance to enter those awards."

It was obviously a change of subject. Mari Fukaoka also knew that Kento didn't want her to feel guilty. Looking at the smiling boy, she felt a little complicated. She took a deep breath, adjusted her mood, and followed Kento's topic, not continuing the previous topic.

The two chatted for about half an hour, and Kento felt tired. Mari Fukaoka saw Kento's reaction and looked at Futaba Miyamizu with some concern.

"Because he is still in the recovery period, Xianren is very weak and cannot maintain his concentration for a long time."

"Sorry, we talked for so long. Well... you should have a good rest first. I'll take my leave now."

After hearing Miyamizu Futaba's explanation, Mari Fukaoka finally reacted. Even when she was looking at Xianren in front of her, she did not notice this and did not really realize that Xianren was now a patient.

It was not until this moment that she noticed these details. She said goodbye to Miyamizu Futaba, asked Kento to have a good rest, and then Mari Fukaoka left the hospital.

"I'm so tired... Fortunately, not many people come to visit normally. Otherwise, if there were too many people, I'd probably..."

His breathing became a little tired, and Xianren slowly closed his eyes.

"Get some rest."

Miyamizu Futaba looked at the tired Xianren, walked to the window, and closed the curtains. The room became dim, and Xianren's expression became slightly more relaxed.

The time spent in the hospital was like a punishment for Xianren. He could do nothing and just lay in bed every day. He needed others to take care of him in everything. It was very difficult for him to accept it calmly.

But even if I didn't want to accept it, there was nothing I could do. Seeing the lovely and gentle nurse come to my room every day to help change the urine bag, I felt complicated. Every time, I could only close my eyes to reduce the embarrassment for both parties...

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When you are hospitalized and unable to move, the nurse will take good care of you in all aspects.

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When the Summer Cicadas Chirp: 272. Heaven's Punishment

Being carefully taken care of by someone when you are unable to move is also a special kind of comfort.

After lying in bed for a full half month, Xianren's weak body was able to move a little. He still could not support strenuous exercise, but at least he could move his hands a little. He asked his mother to go to his apartment and help bring the book to the ward. When he had nothing to do, he would lie in the ward and read quietly for a while. When he was tired, he would close his eyes and rest.

Unlike other ordinary wards, this high-end ward, which is designed for special people, is always very quiet. It has everything you need, such as a separate bathroom, sofa and TV. It can be considered a small apartment.

The price of accommodation is not cheap, but fortunately, the party responsible for the accident will pay for these expenses, so it does not put too much financial burden on the wise man.

"Well, I've woken up. For now, I'm just reading in the ward every day. Other than that, I can't do anything else. I can't get up from the bed yet. I'll probably need to rest for a while. I'll come see you after I'm discharged from the hospital."

wow——

The door of the ward opened, and Miyamizu Futaba entered the ward. She placed the drinks that Xianren needed on the table beside her, and placed a bottle of green juice on Xianren's bedside table.

Seeing his mother enter the ward, Xianren's voice became slightly lower.

"That's it for now, we'll talk tonight."

After ending the call with Mito Yuka, Xianren looked at Miyamizu Futaba who was standing beside his bed. Facing his mother's gaze, he felt a little subtle and embarrassed in his heart. He smiled slightly at his mother, and Miyamizu Futaba responded with an unchanging expression.

"A girl again?"

"Uh, yes."

"The people you contact every day are all girls. I know you're very popular among them, but even if you're popular, you still have to respect yourself. Can you understand Setsuna's feelings for keeping in touch with so many girls?"

After being scolded by his mother, Xianren could only nod slightly in agreement. It would not have been a big deal if it were someone else, but when it came to Miyamizu Futaba, he didn't even dare to refute her.

"What happened between you and Setsuna? Lately, your relationship seems a little...unclose. Did something happen?"

During this period, Qingpu Shunna came to visit Xianren on weekends or after school in the afternoon, but every time she visited Xianren, she did not look very happy, which made people feel that the two of them did not seem like a couple.

No, rather than a couple, they are more like a middle-aged couple who have reached a stage of burnout.

Miyamizu Futaba recalled that there was a period of time when she and Miyamizu Toshiki did not communicate much. At that time, Miyamizu Toshiki was busy with election matters almost every day, often running around outside, rarely returning home to rest, and occasionally looking very dull at home.

Understanding is understanding, but looking at her husband's gloomy expression at that moment, Miyamizu Futaba obviously couldn't be completely unaffected.

Even Mitsuha was frightened by Miyamizu Toshiki's expression and cried. It was after that that Miyamizu Toshiki calmed down a little at home, and the relationship between the two gradually eased.

"Nothing. This incident must have made her worried. I've also been thinking seriously about our relationship."

"A matter between two people?"

Looking towards the window, Xianren's eyes were pierced by the light, and he slowly lowered his head to look at the white bedding on his body.

"No, it's nothing."

Even though they are mother and son, Miyamizu Futaba often does not understand what her son is thinking. It has been like this since he was a child. She cannot guess what he is thinking. He has never been like a child, and there are always many secrets hidden in his heart.

Miyamizu Toshiki has talked about this matter more than once. He always has a lot to say to the child Kento, but when the two meet, they can't find any topic to talk about after they talked about it in front of her.