Hashimoto Arina took the day off. Shirakawa Natsu had originally thought there would be some romantic scenes, but he was obviously overthinking it. After breakfast, he was chased out of the house by Hashimoto Arina, who blushed.

The weather started to get hot in the morning, and Shirakawa Natsu tried to walk in the shade of trees or buildings on both sides.

After receiving a strong minotaur heart, he no longer needed to pant after just a few steps, and his pace became much lighter.

Only by experiencing illness can one truly appreciate the value of health.

Back in the ward, he sent a message to Hashimoto Arina to let her know he was safe, made the bed neatly, then lay down casually, shielding his eyes from the sunlight streaming in through the window, and rested without a care in the world.

Last night, not wanting to waste the medicine since it had already been taken, I tormented Hashimoto Arina until she lost consciousness, and then used her mouth on her for a long time.

Even with stamina potions, I’m feeling mentally exhausted.

But just as he lay down, seemingly only a short while later, the sunlight filtering through his fingers dimmed.

It seemed someone had come up beside her. Shirakawa Natsu showed her face, slightly surprised.

To my astonishment, I discovered that the sun was already setting outside the window, and a tall, silver-haired woman was standing beside the hospital bed.

The figure blocked the setting sun, and because of the backlighting, the woman’s appearance was not clearly visible.

The only way to tell that the other person was a woman with a good figure was through a faint outline.

“Sorry to bother you.”

The woman’s voice sounded familiar to him, and Shirakawa Natsumi immediately sat up in bed.

Looking around in surprise, I realized that the sun was indeed setting. I had only intended to take a nap, but I ended up sleeping for half a day.

Then he looked at the silver-haired woman who was scrutinizing him.

Immediately afterwards, he felt completely overwhelmed.

“Kimura Momo?!” Shirakawa Natsu felt a chill run down his spine after uttering the name. He had actually mistaken the victim for a woman. He quickly checked his pants and, finding them still on, finally breathed a sigh of relief: “What are you doing here?”

The two are in a relationship of being a cow and being a cow, and there is absolutely no situation where the cow came to visit him in the hospital.

Shirakawa Natsu even suspected that his sexual orientation had changed after being raped, and that his demeanor and behavior had gradually become more feminine, to the point that he had definitely become a zero.

“I’m just here to thank you for bringing happiness to Ayana.” Kimura Momo sat smiling in the caregiver’s chair.

Unlike Mikoto’s carefree attitude, she possessed an indescribable elegance in every gesture.

“Uh.” Shirakawa Natsumi’s lips twitched, and she glanced at the bouquet of carnations on the bedside table.

In East Asia, carnations also represent blessings and prayers. They are usually given to close friends who are about to get married to express good wishes, and also to patients to wish them a speedy recovery.

Shirakawa Natsumi didn’t know whether he was expressing the former or the latter through sending flowers, but something just felt off.

“But you told me that you are the one who can bring happiness to Youcai.”

“I think you’re more suited to have vegetables now.” Kimura Momo sat in the caregiver’s chair and slowly said, “Because you have the ‘will to make her happy’. Compared to wealth, status, and identity, your hearts are together, you draw strength from each other, and you use this love to overcome reason.”

“No.” Shirakawa Natsu was speechless, feeling that this guy’s way of speaking was strange and not like normal human speech at all: “You didn’t say that last time, your values ​​have changed too quickly.”

“These are the things I’ve seen in you,” Kimura Momo said with a smile. “Of course, I will continue to observe what kind of fruit this love will eventually bear. So, Mr. Natsu, I’m very interested in you now.”

Shirakawa Natsu felt a chill run down his spine under his gaze. He covered his groin with his hand and involuntarily shrank back until he leaned against the soft wall of the hospital bed, which gave him a sense of security.

He felt like he’d seen this plot somewhere before: because he’d been taken advantage of by a blond guy, he disguised himself as a woman, seduced the blond guy, and turned him into a ball of fluff, thus NTR’d his own girlfriend.

This guy probably doesn’t intend to go this far.

Shirakawa Natsu looked him over carefully again, and this time he was completely taken aback. Last time he only thought he was somewhat androgynous, but now he looked completely like a woman.

She was still a woman exuding a dangerous and mysterious aura, constantly attracting the attention of those around her.

As the atmosphere in the ward gradually began to become tense.

Hurried footsteps echoed down the corridor. Hashimoto Arina ran to the ward door, panting heavily, clearly having run all the way there.

She first looked at the two of them in a panic, and when she saw that Shirakawa Natsu was lying obediently on the bed and had not started fighting, she breathed a sigh of relief and her expression obviously relaxed.

She addressed Kimura Momo, saying, “Excuse me, I saw a nurse in the chat group say that a handsome guy named Ginmi has come to Natsu’s ward, so I came to check it out.”

After Hashimoto Arina finished speaking, she also glanced at Kimura Momo out of the corner of her eye. Her childhood friend had become more beautiful than herself, which felt quite subtle.

She was sleeping in the afternoon. When she woke up and checked her phone, she found that a nurse had secretly taken photos of Kimura Momo and posted them in the chat group.

Everyone says that a rare silver-haired beauty has come to the hospital.

She had been wondering to herself where Shirakawa Natsu had met this beauty, but the more she looked at her, the more something seemed off.

Isn’t this my childhood sweetheart?

Her second thought was that the two of them would fight over her. What else could Kimura Momo be doing at the hospital if not causing trouble?

So she disregarded her abdominal pain and sore throat and rushed over.

Seeing that the two people in the ward didn’t seem to be fighting at all, the atmosphere was surprisingly pleasant.

Only one thought came to her mind: “I was the one who did it first.”

“Sister Cai, are you feeling unwell?” Bai Chuanxia asked curiously as she saw her standing at the door, her expression changing several times.

“It’s alright, thank you for coming to see Natsu.” Hashimoto Arina quickly banished the strange thoughts from her mind, walked over to Natsu’s hospital bed, sat down, and took his hand. For some reason, her sixth sense as a woman made her instinctively wary of her childhood friend.

Shirakawa Natsu noticed that she was wearing the ring he had given her yesterday on her finger.

“I had a very pleasant chat with Mr. Xia.” Kimura Momo’s expression remained unchanged when she saw her ex-girlfriend holding hands with another man. “And Mr. Xia is a very reliable person.”

“Mmm.” Hashimoto Arina blushed, and under her ex-boyfriend’s gaze, she gripped Shirakawa Natsu’s hand, revealing the ring on her middle finger. Looking at his profile, her eyes were full of affection: “Natsu has a very manly side. I think I can definitely spend my life with a man like him.”

“Hmph, I see.” Kimura Momo nodded, took out a business card from her pocket and handed it to Shirakawa Natsu: “It seems that you don’t need me here anymore. This is my business card. You can find me if you need any help.”

After he finished speaking, he stood up, bowed to the two men, and turned to leave.

As soon as Kimura Momo left the ward, Hashimoto Arina quickly let go of her hand, her face slightly flushed, and hurriedly explained, “The man’s face I was referring to wasn’t yesterday.”

“Oh~ So it wasn’t last night?” Shirakawa Natsu hugged her from behind: “Then when was it?”

“Get away.” Hashimoto Arina blushed and broke free from his embrace.

Shirakawa Natsu grabbed her hand beforehand.

“Sister Cai, can I sleep here tonight?”

Hashimoto Arina shook off his hand and walked to the door of the ward. Just when Shirakawa Natsu thought she had been rejected, she turned her head and said with a blush, “There will be another round of ward rounds later. I’ll come back tonight.”

After she finished speaking, she hurriedly left the ward.

“Unexpectedly cute.” Shirakawa Natsumi smiled as she watched her retreating figure.

Hashimoto Arina walked into the corridor and covered her face with her hands: “I’m hopeless. I’m an adult, but I can’t refuse that child’s request.”

As she blushed with embarrassment, two nurses suddenly walked over to her.

Hashimoto Arina quickly turned around and looked out the window, pretending to be admiring the scenery.

“Hey, wasn’t that silver-haired beauty here to see that handsome young man?” the nurse said to her colleague.

“Yes, she’s really beautiful, and has a wonderful presence.” Another nurse’s eyes sparkled.

After she finished speaking, a look of regret appeared on her face: “It’s a pity that the handsome young man probably won’t be able to hold on for much longer.”

“Yes, she is clearly a very hardworking person. She reads and draws diligently every day and never causes trouble for others.”

“God is so unfair.”

As they talked, they walked over to Hashimoto Arina. The nurse immediately recognized her and exclaimed in surprise, “Dr. Arina, didn’t you take the day off?”

Hashimoto Arina turned around, forcing a smile: “There’s still some work to finish, so we need to work overtime tonight.”

“Oh, I see.” The nurse said softly, “If it’s not something very important, you can ask us for help. You don’t look well.”

“Thank you, but no need to trouble yourself, I can manage on my own.” Hashimoto Arina forced a smile.

“Please take care of yourself.” The two nurses bowed to her and left.

Hashimoto Arina returned to her office, took out the file with Shirakawa Natsu’s name on it, read every word on it again, then buried her face in her hands and lay down on her desk.

Shirakawa Natsu was lying in her hospital bed, talking on the phone with Miyuki.

“Help me get admitted to a hospital, choose the best hospital in Tokyo.”

“It’s not a transfer to another hospital, it’s being discharged first and then admitted to another hospital.”

The two discussed some more details before Shirakawa Natsu hung up the phone. His heart condition had suddenly improved, and he knew he couldn’t keep it a secret if he stayed any longer.

Of course, even if the patient is admitted to another hospital, someone with a keen eye can definitely find out.

However, no one will investigate him now.

At this stage, Shirakawa Natsumi needs to do everything she can to reduce the risk of exposure.

That night, as expected, Hashimoto Arina sneaked into the ward late at night.

The two lay on the bed, their bodies pressed together. Shirakawa Natsu felt a heavy pressure on her chest, yet it was also filled with softness.

With just a little force, it seemed as if he could pull Hashimoto Arina into his arms.

“Sister Yu-Cai, what happened?” Shirakawa Natsumi could tell from the moment she came in that she was in a low mood, which was completely different from how she seemed during the day.

“Natsu.” Hashimoto Arina looked up from his arms: “Let’s run away, just the two of us, to a place very, very far away.”