67 Chapter 67
◎One shouldn't linger
Chapter 67 [Should Not Be Nostalgic]
"Doctor!" My wife Sayuri just called out, then she realized something was wrong and quickly pressed the call bell at the bedside.
The nurse entered the ward first, and after learning that the patient had physical reactions, she left. The next person to enter was the attending physician.
A large group of people followed behind him, asked my wife Sayuri to go out, and began to examine Morufushi Kagemitsu.
Just as the nurse left to find a doctor, Zhu Fujingguang had already opened his eyes.
When the doctor asked my wife Sayuri to leave, he had not yet reacted. He only felt the warmth on his hand leaving, and subconsciously grabbed my wife Sayuri's hand tightly.
But the warmth could not be retained and quickly slipped away from the palm of my hand.
He felt powerless, and also the noise around him. The men in white coats pushed all sorts of instruments and equipment for him to examine, and he could only let them do whatever they wanted.
Zhu Fujingguang woke up not long before drifting off to sleep again, occasionally being woken by noises in the corridor. He drifted off like this, not knowing how much time had passed.
In the doctor's office, the doctor explained the patient's condition to my wife, Sayuri. "We haven't found any brain damage, but he does have amnesia. We can't rule out shock or other external factors."
What is certain now is that Morobushi Kagemitsu himself does not remember what injuries he suffered or how he escaped. He does not even remember why he ran to the rental house where Agatsuma Sayuri used to live, let alone his brief encounter with the three girls in the rental house.
As for whether there is any other memory loss, no one else can be found to reconcile the accounts, so it is currently unknown.
Agatsuma Sayuri nodded, thinking that Morobushi Kagemitsu might have been under the influence of some drug, but it was an uncommon drug, and there was no testing available at this stage. Just like APTX4869, which can shrink people and also poison them to death, an autopsy revealed no signs of this.
If it is an organization, an organization with a pharmaceutical research institute that tries to make achievements in the fields of rejuvenation and resurrection of the dead, it is quite possible that it has a drug with such function.
After all, drug testing in modern medicine is based on known elements. In other words, we must first know the target substance before we can infer whether it exists or is excessive/too little in the blood.
However, if it was the Organization, Bourbon wouldn't have needed to come to her. Even if the Organization wanted to engage in factional fighting, Scotland was the action team, so it was the Intelligence Team that should deal with Scotland.
In that case, Bourbon, who is a member of the intelligence team, cannot be unaware of it.
If Rum avoided Bourbon and targeted Scotland, both Bourbon and Scotland would be in a terrible situation. Furthermore, if Gin, the top assassin in charge of the operations team, didn't notice any of the organization's second-in-command's actions, then all his years of "perfect attendance" would have been in vain. So why should he allow the intelligence team to interfere with his operations team?
But excluding the organization, who could have blocked the organization's members at the very moment of their action, successfully kidnapped them, and used drugs that cannot be detected by conventional means?
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If my wife Sayuri was in a mixed mood the last time she entered Morobushi Kagemitsu's ward, she was full of worries when she entered again an hour later.
Zhu Fu Jingguang was half-sitting on the bed. Someone helped him lift the front half of the bed so that he could get up without any effort.
Patients like him who lie in bed for a long time will experience muscle atrophy due to disuse, and the blood circulation when lying down is different from that when standing, making them more likely to develop blood clots than ordinary people.
Perhaps this is the reason why the medical staff wanted him to sit up.
Regardless, he's definitely not feeling well right now. He's been lying in bed for dozens of days, and while he's not completely bedridden, he's definitely experiencing weakness and dizziness from not eating for so long.
My wife, Sayuri, brought some soup. Morifushi Kagemitsu had just woken up from a long coma and could only eat liquids at first. Seeing the man awake, the girl paused and continued walking into the ward.
For Zhu Fujingguang, the last time they parted, they parted on bad terms. He left a message saying that he wanted to consider their relationship, and they hadn't seen each other for a long time since then.
I didn't expect that after I encountered such a thing, it was my wife Sayuri who went to great lengths to save me. You know, in the eyes of the organization, Sayuri is indeed a good girlfriend of Morobushi Kagemitsu, but most members of the organization don't pay attention to this.
Since members of the organization are human, it's normal for them to have emotions. These people, living on the edge of a knife, are more loyal to their desires. They eat when they want to eat, drink when they want to drink, and they will naturally seek out women when they want to.
People who don't understand will never think about how important a "girlfriend" is to a member of an organization. Even if Scotland has conflicts with other code members over this woman, they will only think that they are essentially a power struggle between code members.
Only those who wanted to deal with Scotland would pay attention to Sayuri Agatsuma. And Morobushi Jingguang knew these people well. As long as he showed a few specific people that Sayuri Agatsuma was still under his protection, they would not be able to attack the girl - unless they wanted to experience how elusive the sniper's revenge was.
However, Agatsuma Sayuri's high-profile visit to Scotland inevitably left an impression on most members of the organization. This showed that Agatsuma Sayuri and Scotland had a long-term and stable relationship and that they cared deeply about each other.
She had put herself in danger by going missing in Scotland and possibly being a traitor to the organization.
For a moment, Morobushi Kagemitsu didn't know what to say to my wife, Sayuri. When he said "think about it", the two of them actually no longer had a direct relationship.
My wife Sayuri let him go and gave him the right to say "no".
Their eyes wandered, but they couldn't avoid looking at each other.
Zhu Fujingguang was surprised to find that the girl in front of him was very different from the ones he had met before. She was no longer the little princess in beautiful clothes, but more like a girl next door, with a fresh hairstyle and light-colored matching.
If the doctor had not called her name when she was asked to leave the ward, Morifushi Kagemitsu would not even be sure that this person was my wife Sayuri.
The girl placed the soup on the bedside table, turned over the plate for him, laid out the napkin, and prepared the tableware before meeting his gaze.
Zhu Fushigaki still spoke first: "Sayuri..."
His voice was hoarse, and the little water he had just drunk was not enough to relieve his thirsty throat. His lips were not chapped, but his throat was dry from not drinking water for a long time.
Needless to say, the fact that her lips didn't become chapped was definitely thanks to this girl.
"Thank you." There were countless words turning around in his mind, but in the end he could only say this dryly. He didn't know what else to say at this moment.
The girl shook her head, tears welling up in her eyes again. As if she didn't want him to see her cry, she lowered her head, placed the lunch box on the plate, and silently stepped back.
Before she stepped away, she said her first words since they met again: "Do you need my help?"
Zhu Fujingguang quickly declined and thanked him again, this time much more fluently. It was much easier to express gratitude for trivial matters than for someone who had saved your life.
Zhu Fujingguang could barely taste the saltiness of the soup. He focused almost all his attention on controlling his hands from shaking. He worried about how he could carry out his undercover mission if he was like this. After all, Scotland was a sniper.
My wife Sayuri sat quietly in her own seat, watching the man eat slowly from afar. She herself did not eat either. With the awakening of Morobushi Keimitsu and the subsequent events that followed, she could not even think about eating.
Seeing Zhu Fu Jingguang having difficulty eating, she did not increase her appetite, but just felt worried.
Isn't what Morofushi Kagemitsu is worried about the same as what my wife Sayuri is worried about?
Putting aside the hidden dangers of Zhu Fujingguang's forgotten things, the fact that he had been bedridden for so long alone had deteriorated his physical condition and required further rehabilitation. Rehabilitation was difficult for ordinary people, let alone a police officer like him who had been trained for so long. Recovering to a level of independence was not difficult, but surpassing that of an ordinary person and becoming a one-in-a-million elite was not.
Scotland had been missing for so long, and returning to the organization would inevitably arouse suspicion from the higher-ups. In fact, not only the organization, but also the public security authorities would question his loyalty.
The suspicion of one's loyal object is the most damaging sword. Can Zhu Fujingguang bear it?
Considering the original story, it's highly likely that Morobushi Kagemitsu's death was caused by a mole within the Metropolitan Police Department, which exposed his identity and led to the scene on the rooftop. If he survived this time, would he still be loyal to this country?
Agatsuma Sayuri knew that one shouldn't second-guess a police officer's loyalty and dedication, but she didn't want to let the man she loved make a meaningless sacrifice, as Morobushi Kagemitsu would inevitably be viewed with suspicion if he returned to the public security bureau.
Perhaps it was because my wife Sayuri's gaze was too real, that Morufushi Keimitsu, whose arms and fingers were already weak, began to tremble violently. Being watched made him even more nervous, and he subconsciously tried to suppress the trembling, but it only intensified.
I tried to drink a few sips, but more soup spilled out than I took in, so I finally gave up.
He took a deep breath and called out, "Sayuri, I think... I may still need to trouble you..."
Agatsuma Sayuri jumped up like a rabbit, the warmth of her body wafting past Morobushi Keimitsu, and in a few steps she was beside him. She dragged a chair over and sat down, then deftly took the spoon and picked up the lunch box.
She blew on the soup to cool it down, then brought it to her boyfriend's mouth.
Zhu Fujingguang was surprised at the girl's extremely skillful way of taking care of people, and his cheeks began to turn red.
He had already felt ashamed when he asked for help, but he remembered the doctor's advice that he needed to undergo systematic rehabilitation as soon as possible. That's why he didn't want to waste time eating. He just wanted to finish his meal quickly, rest for a while, and then start rehabilitation.
Once your body's muscles recover, you will be able to eat normally again.
At this moment, he was really fed by the girl, and the shame that should have been suppressed was rekindled. The blood rushed to his cheeks just like the feeling, dyeing his face red.
My wife Sayuri seemed unaware and just stared at her boyfriend's lips. Once he swallowed, she would offer him a sip of soup at just the right temperature.
She had been worried for dozens of days, seeing him lying unconscious every day, and she had also been caring for these lips for dozens of days. Finally seeing them moist again, she couldn't help but think of the few times they kissed.
The soup was finally finished, and Agatsuma Sayuri went to wash the dishes. Morofushi Jingguang felt that he was about to be cooked by the girl's gaze. He pressed his hand to his cheek, hoping to cool down before the other party came back.
His cheeks were smooth now, having been covered in stubble for a long time, but had been shaved off while he was unconscious.
Although he originally only had a few stubbles, it actually took quite a few steps to achieve that natural, yet not sloppy look. He had to shave off the remaining hair except for the ones he wanted to keep. The remaining hairs couldn't grow too long either; keeping each stubble at the same length was actually more difficult than shaving it off completely.
When my wife Sayuri came back, what she saw was Morofushi Kagemitsu groping his chin with his hand.
She quickly explained, "I'm sorry, I'm not very good at shaving. I accidentally ruined your look before, so I had to shave it all off and let it grow back."
If a girl says she doesn’t know how to shave, then she really doesn’t know how to shave.
The doctor said that my wife, Sayuri, had been taking care of him during his coma. How could Morofushi Kagemitsu blame her for such a trivial matter?
After losing the leverage to threaten him, the girl immediately changed from being a coercer to being in a state of fear and trepidation, as if only she could make him look at her more.
He stopped my wife Sayuri from blaming herself any further and asked, "Can you tell me what happened while I was unconscious?"
"Where is this place? And how are my friends?"
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