Chapter 169

Through mind-reading, Kitakami Yoru sensed that Sakurajima Mai clearly didn't recognize him.

Although the two weren't familiar, just two meetings, saying it could make the other person feel more at ease.

"We know each other?"

Sakurajima Mai's thoughts were exposed in Kitakami Yoru's mind, and her eyes also showed confusion.

"I'm Kitakami Yoru; we've met twice."

"Once at a bakery, once at the station; you even lent me your transit card and gave me a signed photo."

Kitakami Yoru leaned his face closer to let Sakurajima Mai see clearly.

Sakurajima Mai, who was slow to react from the high fever and almost fainted, had a brain filled with paste.

It wouldn't turn...

"This is the signed photo you gave me!"

Kitakami Yoru stood up helplessly, quickly took out his wallet, took out Sakurajima Mai's signed photo, and displayed it in front of her.

"Woo?!"

"Uh... I... cough cough cough... cough cough cough..."

Kitakami Yoru could see that Sakurajima Mai had reacted and was very intense.

She wanted to stand up and speak excitedly, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she coughed wildly.

"Don't rush, don't rush; I've lost weight; I'm that big fat guy..."

Kitakami Yoru sat down in a panic, looking at Sakurajima Mai somewhat at a loss.

He wanted to help her pat her back to relieve the coughing, but felt that men and women shouldn't touch.

Would he be too abrupt?

"It's... cough... it's you!"

Sakurajima Mai had a violent coughing fit, her face turned even redder, and she looked up in surprise with difficulty.

The previous Kitakami Yoru was a big fat guy, extremely fat.

Now he had lost weight to this point, and his looks were heaven-defying!

Sakurajima Mai, who had been a child star since she was little and mixed in the entertainment industry, had seen many handsome guys, but none as good-looking as Kitakami Yoru.

Barely an acquaintance...

The last trace of wariness in her eyes vanished...

"Think about what you want to say first; I'll go buy you some water..."

Kitakami Yoru let out a breath, instructed Sakurajima Mai, and ran away quickly.

After a few steps, he still looked back at Sakurajima Mai worriedly, meeting her gaze.

"It's okay, I'm here."

Kitakami Yoru pressed his hands down and comforted her softly, inexplicably making Sakurajima Mai feel very at ease.

Then, he ran out in a hurry.

By the trash can outside, there was a vending machine.

Kitakami Yoru inserted a coin.

The vending machine started working.

Kitakami Yoru quickly squatted down and reached out to push the small door.

It was still locked.

He was a bit anxious.

Ten seconds later.

Kitakami Yoru got the water and ran back in a hurry.

At the door.

An old man in a wheelchair who had difficulty moving was vomiting.

No one wanted to get close, and people coming in and out were blocked at the door.

Kitakami Yoru had to squeeze into the crowd, was stepped on a few times, and his shoelaces came loose before he squeezed out.

Sakurajima Mai looked straight at the door, and when Kitakami Yoru's figure appeared.

She felt relieved.

She was afraid!

Afraid Kitakami Yoru wouldn't come back, afraid Kitakami Yoru would suddenly not be able to see her.

"Drink, take a deep breath, relax."

Kitakami Yoru unscrewed the cap and gently brought the bottle mouth to Sakurajima Mai's pale lips.

Sipping little by little, Sakurajima Mai lifted her eyelids and looked at Kitakami Yoru.

The pure water flowed moistly down her throat.

After the other person recovered, Kitakami Yoru sat down.

"What I want to say will be very shocking to you..."

"Cough cough... so don't be scared... okay?"

Having long since prepared what to say, Sakurajima Mai spoke weakly in Kitakami Yoru's gaze full of doubt and surprise.

Kitakami Yoru paused and nodded gently.

"In the whole world, only you can see me now; besides you... cough cough"

"No one else can see me, touch me..."

"Including the small objects I touch, they will also disappear in the eyes of others..."

Sakurajima Mai's indigo-blue eyes looked directly into Kitakami Yoru's eyes, speaking slowly, her expression tense.

This was shocking?

Wasn't it?

"This..."

Kitakami Yoru's eyes flickered; it was indeed very shocking!

Immediately, he thought of the gold treasure chest that had appeared inexplicably.

It was also a strange thing.

"I can't... tell you much specifically right now..."

"I have a fever... I need medicine..."

Sakurajima Mai touched her hot forehead with her cold little hand and continued.

"What medicine do you need?"

Kitakami Yoru collected his thoughts and asked seriously.

Sakurajima Mai seemed surprised that Kitakami Yoru accepted it so quickly, but that was a good thing.

"Medicine alone doesn't work; I need an injection..."

"Dexamethasone, cefotaxime... cough cough... ribavirin... ambroxol..."

While speaking, Sakurajima Mai suddenly reached out and grabbed Kitakami Yoru's clothes, her eyes filled with deep helplessness.

"Do you understand your illness?"

"Injectable?"

Hearing the familiar drug names, Kitakami Yoru remembered that he had used these drugs when he had mild viral myocarditis.

"I have a high fever, yellow phlegm in my throat, violent... cough cough cough..."

"Violent coughing..."

"If not these drugs... what else can I use?"

"I checked the encyclopedia..."

The effect of the adrenaline faded, and Sakurajima Mai couldn't hold up her body anymore.

Time passed, the sun rose, and the temperature increased.

Sakurajima Mai, wearing a thick down jacket, was hot as a furnace, but she just wouldn't sweat and break the fever.

"How can that be? Others can't see you, right?"

"I can help you register, ask the doctor about the symptoms, and let the doctor give advice..."

Kitakami Yoru took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.

The more panicked he was, the easier it was to make mistakes.