In fact, Hayato came to Miyajima Kiichiro's hospital room with Aiya Yayoi.
And when the two of them arrived, Miyajima Kiichiro was still vividly unconscious.
Standing beside him was a frog-faced doctor, his face showing a mix of confusion and anxiety. For the past two days, Hayato had persistently visited Miyajima Kiichiro, and the doctor had long since considered him a relative of the old man. Upon seeing him this time, he immediately began to explain Miyajima Kiichiro's condition.
"This, this, this…" The doctor seemed at a loss for words, "Logically speaking, the patient should have woken up yesterday, but…"
When he first came, the doctor's answer was, "He's old, plus he's injured. He'll be unconscious for at most twenty-four hours."
Under his observation, the old man was indeed getting better.
And on the eve of the old man waking up, this young man came to visit. The doctor smiled slightly and then exited the room. The joy of waking up should be left for the family to experience. He was talented and virtuous, and always knew how to manage his relationship with patients.
The young man entered the room… and then walked out.
The doctor came forward.
"Haha, you talked for quite a long time, but the patient is old, so it's normal to talk a lot…"
"He's not awake yet."
Then, the doctor received the above answer.
Doctor: ...
Impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
His medical skills were unparalleled!
He quickly rushed in, and Miyajima Kiichiro was indeed still… it was unclear whether he was sleeping or in a coma.
Doctor:?
He quickly arranged a series of examinations, and the final result was—twenty-four hours until consciousness.
The doctor was ashamed.
He was careless and didn't react; there must have been a mistake yesterday that led to the wrong information. To make such a mistake after so many years of practicing medicine! He blushed deeply, and after some internal struggle, he still personally went to admit his mistake to the patient's family—the young man. Fortunately, the young man was magnanimous and didn't say much.
But it was this magnanimity that made the doctor feel even more guilty.
He checked on the old man every hour to ensure he wouldn't make a mistake again... Finally, an hour before the old man regained consciousness, he performed the last check, almost certain that he would wake up in an hour, before heading to the operating room for work.
The surgery wasn't big and took exactly an hour.
As he emerged from the operating room, he rushed to Miyajima Kiichiro's ward, where he happened to encounter the young man coming out. He immediately asked, "How is the patient?"
"Still not awake."
↑, and the result was the exact same answer.
The doctor rushed to the bedside like a madman, and sure enough, the old man was still lying in bed.
Doctor:??
What on earth happened?
The doctor felt his worldview being shattered.
He immediately arranged another examination, measuring every internal and external part, and the final result was obtained.
—Twenty-four hours until consciousness.
Are you effing refreshing here!?
The doctor was numb.
This, this, does modern medicine no longer exist?
Today was still like yesterday; according to his estimation, he should regain consciousness in just over three minutes... However, with the two previous lessons, this doctor no longer dared to guarantee it. He even stayed by the old man's side, observing his condition, wanting to know what mysterious things would happen to the old man after reaching the "twenty-four hour" mark.
"How long has she been in a coma?" Aiya Yayoi asked.
"...It's almost three days now," the doctor said, gritting his teeth.
"Three days!" Aiya Yayoi exclaimed, then looked at the calm Hayato: "This isn't serious!?"
She had previously chatted briefly with Hayato about Miyajima Kiichiro, and Hayato's answer was "slightly injured, but fine"... But he had been in a coma for three days!
"It's not serious," Hayato said. "He'll wake up in three minutes. If you don't believe me, we can bet."
Aiya Yayoi looked at the doctor, "Is that true?"
If it were before, the doctor would have bravely responded, but now... modern medicine was almost shattered, he thought painfully. "I, I don't know." In the end, he could only give such a vague answer.
"What are we betting on?" Aiya Yayoi asked.
"Anything is fine."
"Then let's bet on one thing: if I win, you'll unconditionally help me with something, and if you win, it's the same."
Aiya Yayoi was confident.
Her chances of winning were huge. If it was three minutes, it was three minutes. Not a minute, a second less or more, it wouldn't be for a lifetime.
Hayato took out his phone and looked at it.
"From now, it should be one minute and fifty-six seconds."
Aiya Yayoi:...?
The precision of this guy's timing made Aiya Yayoi feel a little apprehensive. Could he really control it so perfectly? How, how could it be? He must be bluffing.
She's going to win...
What shameful things should she make this kid do? How about making him wear cat ears when they play games in bed... A cat boy seems quite interesting...
One minute and fifty seconds passed quickly.
Both of them were timing it with stopwatches.
Even the frog-faced doctor waited with them. If it were before, he would absolutely only trust his own judgment, but now everything had become uncertain.
As the "fifty-second" mark passed.
"Mmm..."
Miyajima Kiichiro let out a faint groan, then his aged eyes slowly opened, looking up at the ceiling with a hint of bewilderment.
"!?" Aiya Yayoi couldn't comprehend.
This timing was so "coincidental" that it made her suspect there was an element of cheating involved, but how could one cheat?
The doctor looked at Hayato with an even more incredulous gaze... This young man was truly a hero. Could he be the pioneer of modern medical techniques?
Hayato, on the other hand, smiled faintly.
The advantage of this "Hand Chop" skill is that it can make a person unconscious for twenty-four hours, and the disadvantage is that it can make a person unconscious for twenty-four hours.
He had a very firm grasp of it.
"...What do you want me to do?" Aiya Yayoi asked softly.
As she asked this, she suddenly felt that she wasn't so unhappy anymore... Although this kid was young, he was quite fierce. Maybe she could discover some new ways to play... Just thinking about it felt exciting.
She subconsciously licked her lips.
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