Aside from her white hair, she had delicate skin.

It was almost identical to a baby, with no blemishes on its face, as if it didn't exist in the real world.

He looks like a beautiful boy who stepped out of an anime.

The facial features were exceptionally well-matched, with not a single element of disharmony.

He has a straight nose, fair complexion, normal eyelashes, and a pair of delicate eyebrows.

Judging by his facial features alone, he is a very pleasant young man, and the more you look at him, the more pleasing he becomes.

With her rosy skin and striking white hair, she became exceptionally eye-catching.

But if we had to nitpick, Tu Xiaohei is like a sickly patient right now.

His breathing was extremely weak, and his chest rose and fell very little.

"Get out of the way!"

Just as Yui's gaze moved downwards, Hirayama Kazuyasu's voice suddenly rang out.

Yui, like a frightened little rabbit, took a step back and looked around nervously.

He seemed inexplicably guilty.

Meanwhile, Hirayama Kazuya ignored Yui's condition and was examining Tu Xiaohei's body with his equipment.

Previously, they had only encountered minor illnesses and injuries, some of which would have healed if the patient had been brought in any later. This time, the sudden appearance of a critically ill teenager almost instantly ignited Hirayama Ichi'an's life-saving medical instincts.

As for those instruments and examinations, Yui couldn't see them at all.

"Who is he to you?"

After a tedious check, Hirayama Kazuya suddenly turned to look at Yui, who was waiting on the side.

Yui was stunned; her mind couldn't process what had just happened.

However, looking at Hirayama Kazuya's serious and solemn expression, she subconsciously sensed something was wrong.

"Doctor...will he be alright?"

Yui felt her heart skip a beat, especially for a girl in Yui's circumstances.

Tu Xiaohei was like a ray of light in the darkness, but what if that light were to disappear again?

She couldn't even imagine what that would be like.

"Tell me first what your relationship is with him."

Hirayama Kazuyasu was unusually persistent at this time, and this tone made Yui feel increasingly anxious.

Yui lowered her head slightly, not daring to look directly into Hirayama Ichi'an's somewhat sharp eyes.

"He... is my boyfriend."

It's not a good excuse, but it's still an excuse.

Hirayama Kazuyasu probably doesn't want to know the specific relationship between Yui and Tu Xiaohei; he probably just wants a decent answer.

At this moment, Hirayama Kazuya abandoned his sharp gaze, lowered his head slightly, picked up a pen, and frantically scribbled on a piece of white paper.

Meanwhile, she kept muttering to Yui, "You young people, what kind of game did you play that damaged your boyfriend's body like this? Luckily, your boyfriend's physical condition is much better than it looks. Otherwise, he would have to go to a big hospital for surgery."

After a pause, Hirayama Kazuya frowned slightly, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes, but he quickly spoke up: "Judging from the current symptoms, there is a very high probability that it is albinism, but there are many things that do not match albinism. Um... to confirm, I need to do some testing over a period of time."

After saying that, Hirayama Kazuya stopped scribbling and handed the paper full of writing to Yui.

"If you have the money, I recommend you buy these. They are the best value nutritional supplements and medicines. At this time, there should be a store still open if you turn right after you go out."

Hirayama Ichian is not a doctor at a major hospital, and this clinic was not established to make money.

So naturally there was no intention to cheat Yu Yi out of her money. Besides, although there seemed to be a lot of writing on the paper, it was mainly because the doctor's handwriting was too elegant.

Besides, there's not much difference between buying these things and not buying them.

All I can say is that it would be best to buy it, but it's okay if you don't.

"I understand. Thank you so much for your hard work. I'll go home and get the money right away."

Yui nodded, then bowed to Hirayama Ichian, turned around, and hurriedly ran away.

"Sigh... these young people nowadays... but... how do they manage to have such a physique?"

Hirayama Ichiya helplessly watched Yui's retreating figure, then lowered his head to look at Tu Xiaohei, frowning deeply.

This boy's constitution was too strange. Medically speaking, the injuries on his body that he could see were enough to be fatal, but for some reason, this boy had managed to survive.

Although he appeared to be half-dead on the surface, he was actually recovering rapidly.

The speed of recovery exceeded his expectations.

"Alright, give me some glucose, and then draw some blood."

Hirayama Kazuya shook his head slightly.

Regardless of who this guy really is, since he's here, I'm going to cure him.

Thinking this, Hirayama Kazuya slowly turned his head, searching for the equipment.

As a private clinic, he doesn't have the same funding as a large hospital.

In addition, since these are all minor illnesses and injuries, these medical devices are basically left to gather dust in a corner.

It's somewhat regrettable that it's being brought out now.

However, Hirayama Kazuya didn't notice that when he turned around, a dark line suddenly appeared on Tu Xiaohei's face.

The pattern only pulsed rhythmically for a moment before disappearing back into Tu Xiaohei's body.

This scene went unnoticed by Hirayama Kazuyasu.

...

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

Every breath was so difficult, and my heart was pounding as if it was about to burst out of my throat.

Yui was leaning against the wall, feeling her heart pounding, as she slowly walked toward the building not far away.

At this moment, Youyi had no idea what her feelings for Tu Xiaohei were.

Is it an appreciation of handsome men?

How grateful I am to my savior?

Or perhaps... what we call love?

She had no idea; all she knew was that she needed to get him better as soon as possible.

Finally, after Yui's heart returned to normal, she was able to return to her home.

However, at this moment, the house was plunged into darkness.

The door was locked.

The dark house appeared so menacing at that moment.

Moreover, the tightly locked door seemed to widen the gap between Yui and her family.

Yui pursed her lips slightly, then slowly walked to the inconspicuous carpet to the side and silently opened it.

Hidden within the carpet were several crumpled Japanese yen notes, each worth five thousand yen.