Love Healing Manual

Chapter 127 Medicine

"I am full."

"I can't eat a single grain of rice."

"Then let's get ready and start working on the speech. You've already written it at home, haven't you?"

In the living room.

After everyone had finished eating and expressed that they were full, it was time to get down to business.

Lin Ze asked Miyagi Suzuo if she had prepared a speech at home.

"I wrote it, but it's a simplified version. Let me find it." Miyagi Suzuo took out her phone and began searching for saved documents.

Since the video of the speech needs to be edited and uploaded to a medical section specially created by the University of Tokyo, it still needs to be international to a certain extent.

Japan also places great importance on English, which is basically the common language for academic communication, so one of the challenges of giving a speech is to do it entirely in English.

Because of the need to pay attention to the different grammar between languages, the speech was written entirely in English.

"You go first," Lin Ze glanced at Kitagawa Ayane beside him, indicating that she would help tidy up after she finished eating: "We'll put the things in the kitchen."

Some of the dishes and chopsticks were easy to put away.

Just put it in the dishwasher.

The two quickly finished their work, and then Kitagawa Ayane obediently cleaned the tablecloth and hung it on the balcony to dry for the next use.

The sofa area.

Sano Chizuru sat next to Miyagi Suzuo, and the two zoomed in on the screen of their phones, carefully reviewing the content of the speech and roughly checking and correcting any grammatical errors.

Although she felt her writing was mediocre and lacked confidence, Chizuru thought it was good enough, as she had put in a lot of effort in the days leading up to it. Even when she rented that house to monitor Kitagawa Ayane, Miyagi Suzuo didn't forget to do the things Hayashi had arranged, and continued working on her speech on the terrace.

"It's perfectly fine, no changes are needed at all. I think this version already surpasses most of what the other team members have prepared," Chizuru Sano praised.

but.

Lin Ze did not agree with this statement.

"We don't know what other people are preparing for, so let's not be blindly optimistic," Lin Ze said calmly.

“That’s true…” Sano Chizuru scratched her head awkwardly.

Her intention was to encourage Miyagi, but the group leader couldn't tolerate even the slightest imperfection...

"Okay, that's settled for now." Miyagi Suzuo raised her face. Even as proud as she was, she couldn't help but feel a little nervous. After all, she was giving a speech in front of Lin Ze, and she was afraid of messing up, as she always wanted to show her best side.

"How would you like to come?" Lin Ze took a paper cup from the water dispenser, poured a glass of warm water, handed it to Miyagi Suzuo, and asked in a relatively gentle tone.

"How about we treat Team Leader Lin Ze and me as the audience and do it in a proper manner?" Sano Chizuru said excitedly.

"That's a good suggestion," Lin Ze nodded.

"I'll give it a try. Don't get your hopes up too high, since we have no experience..."

Miyagi Suzuo took a deep breath and stood up nervously, holding her phone in one hand and clutching the hem of her skirt with the other.

She looked at the two people sitting on the sofa, facing the coffee table.

The air suddenly became somewhat still.

Seemingly to create a serious and solemn atmosphere, Sano Chizuru and Hayashi Ze both kept a low profile, looking at her intently. Miyagi Suzuo's eyes darted between the two, taking in Chizuru's bright eyes and Hayashi Ze's serious expression—he had his arms crossed.

"Ahem—" she cleared her throat.

At this time.

Kitagawa Ayane walked out of the kitchen, the "pat-pat" of her slippers on the floor particularly clear. She walked to the coffee table and then threw away the wet towel she had used to wipe her hands.

Then she raised her face and stared at Miyagi Suzuo.

Originally, Miyagi Suzuo was mentally prepared, but when she met her senior's gaze, she immediately lost her composure. Although the other party did not have a particularly mocking expression and the emotions in her eyes were normal, the proud young lady did not want to lose face in front of her.

“Um… please leave if you are not involved,” Miyagi Suzuo couldn’t help but say.

"oh oh."

Without her saying it, Kitagawa Ayane knew she was being referred to. She had originally wanted to watch the speech, since she had some experience, but since she wasn't allowed to, she gave up.

She pushed open the door and went back to her bedroom.

The moment the door closed.

Simultaneously.

A fluent English speech rang out in the living room. Miyagi Suzuo's clear and beautiful voice entered the ears, and Kitagawa Ayane, who was not initially interested, couldn't help but stop and listen.

……

They were far apart.

It felt like we were separated by an entire world.

It is a gray-white building located behind a small estate in the famous Nishinomiya mansion in Tokyo.

An elegant fountain sits atop a circular pool, its water cascading down in tiers, creating ripples of spray. At its center stands an Italian-style sculpture. The pale green lawns stretch as far as the eye can see, and the estate even boasts a small golf course.

The wind seemed to carry a luxurious scent, refreshing and pleasant.

however.

In a small room on the third floor of the gray-white building, there is a scene that is hard to believe.

A girl's shrill voice, a piercing scream that seemed inhuman, pierced the sturdy wooden door and reached the ears of the people waiting outside. The beautiful woman at the front, in particular, wept uncontrollably as she heard the continuous crashing sounds from within; her handkerchief, clutched in her palm, was soaked with tears. The others shared her anxious and distressed expression, though their reactions were not as intense as the woman's.

"Madam Nishimiya, please bear with it a little longer. This is when the side effects of drug dependence are at their most severe. We can't let all our previous efforts go to waste like we have before!"

“Yes, sister-in-law, we really have to listen to the doctor this time,” the thin middle-aged man frowned and couldn’t help but remind her, “You promised us before that no matter what happens, you can’t send medicine to Shenji.”

At the entrance, there was a continuous stream of whispered advice.

But the beautiful woman just shook her head, choking back tears as she said, "I know... I know everything, but listen to her cries, how can a mother be so heartless?"

"Why don't you go back first, sister-in-law? The doctor and I will stay here and watch over her. Nothing will happen. After this period of time, Shenji's reaction will not be so severe..."

at the moment.

Looking at his sister-in-law, who was so distressed that she could barely stand and had to be supported by the doctor beside her, Nishimiya Taku felt a surge of helplessness and couldn't help but sigh.

As Nishimiya Shinhime's mother, Nishimiya was always the one who doted on her daughter the most at home. Shinhime was spoiled rotten from a young age, and she almost never refused her daughter's requests as long as she could fulfill them.

Since Nishimiya Shinki contracted a strange illness a year ago—supposedly a mental problem—she experiences numerous hallucinations daily and suffers from amnesia. Her already eccentric personality has become completely uncontrollable, with her mood swings reaching a point where she is utterly out of control.

Therefore, the Nishinomiya family searched far and wide for renowned doctors, both domestically and internationally, in order to cure the goddess's illness, incurring exorbitant costs.

However, the final diagnosis was that if treatment was not initiated soon, Nishimiya Shinki might not live past the age of twenty-five.

Therefore, the Nishimiya family invited an entire medical team from abroad to take full responsibility for treating Shinki's condition, and also used the latest developed drugs.

At first, the medication worked, immediately stopping Nishimiya Shinki's hallucinations and restoring her to a normal state. However, with repeated use of the medication, her body developed resistance, and her dependence on the drug reached a terrifying level.

At this moment.

The screams of pain emanating from the specially prepared room were the result of drug dependence and the onset of her illness. It was foreseeable that Nishimiya Shinki was banging her head against the ground in the room, hoping to knock herself unconscious and end this painful torment.

Suddenly.

A voice calling for her mother came from the tightly closed room, and this cry completely shattered Nishimiya's psychological defenses.

"You're not just going to watch her faint, are you? Ever since she fell ill, her body has been weak. How can she possibly withstand this? Let me in! I won't bring medicine to the goddess, but at least let me stay with her!" Nishimiya suddenly stepped forward and grabbed the arm of the attending physician guarding the door, speaking anxiously.

Dr. Eina Kaga, who is over thirty years old and a leading expert in the field of mental health, shook her head.

“With close monitoring, there shouldn’t be any major problems. Even if she faints… there’s nothing we can do about it. Madam Nishimiya, you should go and rest for a while. The whole process of the illness will last for more than an hour, so there’s no point in you staying here.”

"You were the ones who suggested medication in the first place, and now you're the ones who have caused her so much suffering due to drug dependence. It turns out that the goddess wasn't in this much pain before... If we can't cure her!"

"Alright, you two help Madam to rest first."

Upon hearing that Nishimiya was about to say something irrational, Nishimiya Taku quickly interrupted her, gave a wink to the two nannies beside him, and helped her leave.

To some extent, given the current situation, threatening the doctor is useless; the most important thing is to cure the disease.

Kaga Ena frowned slightly as she watched Lady Nishimiya leave, and sighed inwardly.

"Don't mind it, doctor. You should proceed according to the original plan. This is also the chairman's intention," Nishimiya Taku said in a gentle tone.

“We’ve said before that we need to control the medication. As you know, sir, there’s no completely effective treatment for the illness that Shinki has. We’ve tried so many times, and all we can do is prolong her life as much as possible. But every time, it’s Madam who intervenes directly, administering medication to help Shinki avoid suffering.”

“Madam spoils the goddess too much. Only the chairman can intervene. We see it, but there’s nothing we can do,” Nishimiya Taku said helplessly.

"But in any case, this time we must rely on the goddess to get through it alone, otherwise all the previous efforts will be in vain."

"Understood, I know, we'll proceed according to your plan." Despite his worries, Nishimiya Taku nodded to Kaga Ena in front of him.

And in the room.

The empty room was like a prison, with only a small window directly above the door on the wall, and surveillance equipment installed in the corners of the walls.

There was little light; it was practically dark.

The most peculiar thing was that the walls and floors were all wrapped in elastic soundproofing cotton, as were the inner doors. Even if Nishimiya Shinki repeatedly banged her head against the wall, she couldn't get hurt at all.

She bent over, and her glistening saliva stretched into a thin thread, sticking from the corner of her mouth to the ground.

Nishimiya Shinki no longer had any of her usual arrogant demeanor. Her stunningly beautiful face was now contorted with a distorted expression, and she was curled up, hugging herself.

She was trembling uncontrollably, shaking violently all over.

Nishimiya Shinhime was pressing her head against the ground, making low whimpering sounds.

Judging from her behavior alone, she seems like someone experiencing withdrawal symptoms, with snot and tears streaming down her face and trembling, which makes her seem quite pitiful.

However, it was not serious enough to be life-threatening.

In Nishimiya Shinki's personal world, everything appears incredibly shocking.

She felt the sharp teeth on both sides of her mouth growing wildly, piercing her oral cavity without mercy. She could only avoid the pain of being stabbed by keeping her mouth wide open.

Cat ears grew from the top of his head, and an extremely disgusting cat tail appeared from his buttocks.

A burning sensation, as if tearing the skin apart, came from my chest, as if there was a burning ember inside, searing my internal organs.

The hallucinations made it impossible for her to distinguish between reality and illusion; she would be lucid one moment and completely lost in mental madness the next.

Inside her head, nerves were throbbing like taut strings. Each hallucination felt like a violent tug on those strings, making it impossible for her to calm down.

but.

My body is shaking.

She desperately wanted to take medication to end this excruciating torment. The feeling of her brain nerves being torn apart made her feel that living was worse than dying. She could only dig her head into her nails from time to time.

But the hallucinations will still come, and the pain will continue, becoming more intense with each episode.

It terrified her, filled her with fear, and even brought her to the brink of collapse.

"Mom... medicine, give me my medicine... are you abandoning me? Please, give me my medicine..."

Her chest was heaving as she gasped for breath.

This brief moment of choked murmuring was only intermittent; soon she couldn't even speak anymore. She felt something blocking her throat, making it feel dry and choking, as if it were about to burst.

Nishimiya Shinki felt her consciousness gradually fading and her perception of the outside world disappearing. All she felt was boundless, surging pain, and she couldn't help but roll her eyes.

After a few seconds.

In the surveillance footage, she collapsed on the ground.

(End of this chapter)