Chapter 171

"It's okay, it's okay..."

Kitakami Yoru happened to run back and gently patted Sakurajima Mai on the back to relieve her coughing.

Sakurajima Mai nodded and asked Kitakami Yoru with her eyes.

"It's consistent with your guess, but how should I help you with the IV..."

When it came to this, Kitakami Yoru was troubled.

He hadn't seen a pig run, but he had eaten pork and had IV drips.

The general operation was simple, but the specific implementation was different.

"I've learned it online, don't worry..."

"If I don't get an IV, I'll be even more... cough cough..."

Sakurajima Mai was coughing very seriously.

A CT scan of the lungs would probably be better!

Unfortunately, there were no conditions.

"Can you hold on for a while? I'll try to learn it now."

Kitakami Yoru certainly couldn't take risks.

"Uh-huh."

Sakurajima Mai asked herself if she could hold on for a while.

"I'll look at the process, and you can teach me at the same time."

Kitakami Yoru nodded and hugged Sakurajima Mai back to the original place.

Sakurajima Mai tremblingly opened the bag.

Inside were disposable IV tools, medicine, and a box of fever-reducing patches.

Kitakami Yoru picked up a fever-reducing patch, looked at Sakurajima Mai who was almost fainting, and tore open the box in a panic.

He hurriedly took out the patch and applied it to Sakurajima Mai's forehead.

So hot!

Sakurajima Mai squinted her eyes slightly; her eyelids were burning, and it hurt.

Kitakami Yoru took out his phone; fortunately, there was the omnipotent internet.

First watch the animation demonstration... real-life actual operation...

He was very nervous, his spirit highly tense.

After applying the patch, Sakurajima Mai didn't feel much more comfortable, but she still forced herself not to fall asleep.

Ten minutes.

Kitakami Yoru disinfected his hands and the back of Sakurajima Mai's hand, applied iodine, picked up the purple needle, and looked for the vein on her hand.

The medicine was connected to the drip, and it was tied to the broom and held high.

The most difficult step was actually inserting the needle.

Blood backflow, inserting into the wrong blood vessel...

That was dangerous.

Nothing else was dangerous; the dosage was also prescribed by the doctor.

"Don't rush, take it slow..."

Sakurajima Mai comforted Kitakami Yoru weakly.

After trying several times, Kitakami Yoru successfully inserted it and pressed the drip agent, adjusting it to a slow speed of 20 drops per minute.

"Whew whew whew—"

After finishing everything, Kitakami Yoru sat down, breathing heavily.

Not only was his body tired, but his heart was exhausted.

"It should be a success."

Sakurajima Mai was saved and relaxed a lot; her body felt much more comfortable.

"I'll go check again, just in case of an accident."

Kitakami Yoru stood up again and left after leaving a sentence.

He wasn't at ease and wanted to see what the nurses and the elderly patients receiving IVs were like.

Sakurajima Mai was stunned, watching Kitakami Yoru run away blankly; the sound disappeared, and the feeling of fear surged into her heart again.

She even didn't want the IV anymore, just wanted Kitakami Yoru to come back!

Don't leave me!

After leaving for less than ten minutes, Kitakami Yoru ran back, feeling at ease.

Sakurajima Mai, who had felt like a year had passed, saw Kitakami Yoru's figure appear, her eyes lit up, her nose felt sour, and she directly shed tears.

"I'm here, I'll stay with you..."

"Rest if you're tired..."

Kitakami Yoru gently wiped Sakurajima Mai's tears with a tissue and comforted her softly.

"Mm..."

Sakurajima Mai's body and spirit had long since been stretched to the limit.

If it hadn't been for Kitakami Yoru's appearance today.

She might have already died.

"Sleep if you want, I'll stay with you..."

Patting Sakurajima Mai on the shoulder, Kitakami Yoru then held Sakurajima Mai's other hand.

"I only have you... don't leave me..."

Sakurajima Mai, who was dazed from the high fever, spoke softly, saying words with extreme ambiguity.

Kitakami Yoru certainly didn't take it seriously.

In fact, this was the truth.

Sakurajima Mai, who had disappeared from the eyes of everyone in the world, only had Kitakami Yoru.

She felt like she was about to die of thirst in the desert, but saw a rich and safe oasis.

"Mm... don't worry..."

Kitakami Yoru looked at Sakurajima Mai carefully, her silver-gray long hair, wearing a pink bunny hair clip...

Sweat...

Wait?!

Busy until now, Kitakami Yoru finally remembered he had to report to Shuchiin today.

At this point, it was almost eleven o'clock.

"Forget it, reporting can be done anytime."

Kitakami Yoru looked at Sakurajima Mai, who was dazed, almost asleep, and sighed.

He sent messages to Hiratsuka Shizuka, Kato Megumi, Gabriel, and Aoyama Nanami.

He had something to do for a while.

He couldn't just leave Sakurajima Mai here and watch her die of illness, right?

Kitakami Yoru could swear to heaven that he absolutely didn't help her because she was pretty.

If it were someone else, he would also lend a helping hand.

Of course, he wouldn't try as hard.

Besides that...

Kitakami Yoru looked at the sleeping Sakurajima Mai and muttered: "If I could let Sakurajima Mai help me... get some black material, black accounts, business plans of the Shinomya family..."

"Japan has more than just the Shinomya family as a top chaebol..."

"Before that, I still need to see if Shinomya Kaguya is willing to apologize for her behavior and compensate me."

Kitakami Yoru wasn't a vindictive person.

Treating Eriri like that was purely because Eriri was too much.

Everything was Eriri's fault, almost killing him!

Sighing, Kitakami Yoru went out to buy a bottle of coffee and waited silently for the IV drip to end.

It would take at least two hours.