Suzuki Ayako came in a hurry and burst into the ward with a very unseemly gasp. When she saw Shizuo Fumikado sitting there properly talking to her colleagues, she immediately felt relieved and let out a long sigh of relief.
"Then Gumeimen Police Department, you should have a good rest first, and we are leaving." Sato Miwako winked at Shiratori Rensaburo and the other two.
Upon seeing this, Shizuo Komemon warned, "Shiratori Police Department, you and Takagi Criminal Police Department will also take Sato Criminal Police Department to check and make sure everything is fine before leaving."
"Don't worry, just leave it to us." Shiratori Rensaburo nodded and closed the door.
Suzuki Ayako calmed her breathing for a while, then sat on the edge of the bed and carefully looked at Shizuo Komemon's face. Seeing that he was in good spirits, she smiled helplessly.
"Why haven't we seen you for a while? You are going to get dirty. Do you have a towel?"
Shizuo Komemon wanted to say sorry, but he changed his words and said, "Yes, it's in the cabinet."
Suzuki Ayako took a washbasin towel, went to get some warm water and came back, then carefully wiped the dust off Fumimon Shizuo's face.
From the attack to the injury to the hospital, there was no time to clean up properly. Sato Shiratori and the others were also police officers and often traveled outside, so everyone was used to it and no one thought there was a problem.
"Take off your clothes too. You don't even wash your body before you put them on. Who are you trying to deal with?"
"I'll do this myself. I'll go to the bathroom and clean up."
Shizuo Komemon reached for the towel, but Ayako Suzuki refused to let go. The former had no choice but to let the latter unbutton her shirt, expose her upper body, and then wipe it little by little.
Suzuki Ayako's movements were very gentle and careful, and she carefully avoided the wound. She looked at the bleeding bandage and asked, "Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt." Shizuo Komemon shook his head slightly.
"Liar."
"It's a little bit, but I was often injured when I was young, so I'm used to it." Shizuo Komemon said lightly.
"No one gets used to pain, nor should they get used to pain." Suzuki Ayako helped him put on his shirt again, then looked at his lower body, "Take off your pants."
"..." Shizuo Komemon looked a little embarrassed, "Isn't it necessary?"
Suzuki Ayako: Stare~~~
"..."
Shizuo Komemon sighed and had no choice but to take off his pants.
Suzuki Ayako frowned and looked at it, pointed to the thumb-shaped gap on his calf, and asked, "Why is the wound here not bandaged?"
Shizuo Komemon looked down. It seemed that he was scratched when he was in a stalemate with another sniper from behind, but it was not deep.
"It's a small injury, it doesn't matter."
"I'll get angry if you say that again." Suzuki Ayako put down the towel, "I'll go to the doctor to get disinfectant and bandages..."
"No, there's it right here." Shizuo Komemon reached out and pulled out some from the drawer of the bedside table.
Suzuki Ayako took it and carefully cleaned his wound while saying: "Jing-kun, you don't have to look so apologetic, you didn't do anything wrong. I've probably heard what happened from the criminal Sato.
I don't know much about your work, but I will support you. I just hope you know that there will be someone who will feel sad because you are hurt.
So next time, Jingjun, remember to protect yourself as much as possible, okay?"
Shizuo Komemon had no choice but to respond, and then suddenly thought of something, "By the way, Ayako, do you have any bodyguards arranged for you at home?"
Suzuki Ayako was startled for a moment and shook her head, "It used to be there, but it was removed later."
"Then let your family make arrangements. Be more careful lately."
"I understand." Suzuki Ayako nodded, although she actually didn't like bodyguards following her.
It stands to reason that even if you are an organization, you have to think carefully if you want to move Ayako. After all, if you deal with Shizuo Komemon, you will only offend Komemon, but if you move Ayako, you will definitely offend Komemon and Suzuki families at the same time!
Everyone in the Gumei family is very interested in Ayako, not to mention the Suzuki family.
However, it’s always safer to pay attention.
…
On the other side, Yumi Miyamoto also arrived. She accompanied Miwako Sato to perform various tests. When she took advantage of the opportunity, she asked about what happened.
"...So, you see, I am really cursed. Ever since I started to have thoughts that I shouldn't have and regarded the Gumeimen Police Department as an important person around me, he began to encounter life and death crises frequently."
When Sato Miwako said this, there was still a smile on her face, but everyone could see the bitterness of the smile, "As long as I stop thinking about it, he probably won't encounter this kind of thing again, right?
"
Miyamoto Yumi knocked on her head, "I wonder if your brain was really damaged this time? What nonsense are you talking about? Don't you think it's illogical?
Moreover, something will happen to that violent guy? Is that a joke? I think his enemy has experienced a life-and-death crisis!"
Miwako Sato shook her head slightly, recalling the scene at that time, "The moment I was shot at the Gumeimen Police Department, I saw it again."
"What?"
"The God of Death, a huge God of Death, stood there, waving his sickle at him, just like three years ago." Miwako Sato murmured.
Yumi Miyamoto held Miwako Sato's face and lifted her drooping head, "I think you not only have a brain problem, but also a mental problem.
I will add a set of psychiatric examinations later. By the way, I know a very good psychiatrist who can introduce you to him later.
You have random thoughts all day long, how can it be that complicated? If you like it, just pursue it, if you don’t like it, forget it, why are you torturing yourself all day long?"
Miwako Sato was noncommittal, and Yumi Miyamoto sighed, "If you don't say anything, I will make arrangements for you. I will make an appointment with the psychiatrist now to see if he is free tomorrow."
"Not tomorrow, I'm on vacation tomorrow..." Sato Miwako said quickly.
"You're just going because you're on vacation, aren't you? Otherwise, you're a workaholic, and you wouldn't go even if I asked you to take a vacation."
"But, I have an appointment tomorrow..."
"We have a date? How come I didn't know about it? Besides asking me to go shopping, who else could you date? Your mother has told me that when you don't go shopping with me, you just watch TV and eat snacks at home."
Miwako Sato was speechless and could only say calmly: "I made an appointment with Ayako..."
"Ayako?" Miyamoto Yumi was stunned for a moment, then reacted suddenly, "Ayako? Suzuki Ayako?!"
"Well..." Miwako Sato rubbed her fingers and nodded as if she had done something wrong.
Miyamoto Yumi took a deep breath, feeling the cold air clenching her teeth, "You... I don't know what to say, you three... it's such a mess."
"Yumi, please come with me." Miwako Sato looked at her longingly.
Miyamoto Yumi shook her head repeatedly, "Let me go. When I think about that scene, I feel uncomfortable all over, as if I was wearing a fleece underwear suit."
Sato Miwako's mouth twitched, what kind of wonderful metaphor is this?
PS: Contrary to popular imagination, sheep wool sounds soft, but it is actually more prickly than adult sheep wool.
