Love Healing Manual

Chapter 25 A girl’s worries
The next day, early morning.

The sunlight shone on the ruby-colored Maybach, which drove smoothly on the road, exuding an aura of nobility and elegance. Even in narrow and steep alleys, the silver wheels moved as if on flat ground.

Gradually, it drove to the familiar parking lot, turned a corner, and reversed into it.

The car door opened with a "click".

The girl hurriedly lifted her heels, slung her schoolbag over her shoulder, and got off the bus.

She had long chestnut hair with delicate little curls at the ends, which fluttered in the wind with her movements, as smooth as a ribbon. The coffee-colored hair clip complemented her hair color perfectly, and her cuffs and clothes were neatly ironed.

She exuded an air of nobility, just like the car she was riding in.

She was still wearing the University of Tokyo's school uniform jacket, but the only difference was that she was wearing an exceptionally short black pleated skirt today, with thick black pantyhose that made her legs look long and straight, but not a single inch of skin was exposed.

This made her legs appear particularly thin, and her whole demeanor was solemn and dignified, lacking liveliness but exuding a coldness.

"Miss, please slow down," the driver quickly reminded her.

He watched in alarm as Miyagi Suzuo jumped out of the car, bumped her leg, and made a loud "thud." He frowned at the sound and opened his mouth as if to say something more.

"Long-winded!"

Miyagi Suzuo waved her hand, her movements still swift, running with small, hurried steps at the alley entrance, her steps appearing excited yet flustered.

The backpack on his back bounced back and forth.

The power lines clinging to the top of the wall in the alley stretched straight out to the corner where she disappeared. The hem of her skirt swayed slightly, and her figure vanished like a gust of wind.

"Why drive so fast..." the driver sighed and shook his head.

……

Suzuo Miyagi was very happy today. If she had a habit of keeping records, she would probably have solemnly drawn a circle on her calendar with a red marker to mark October 2nd.

The sky was azure, dotted with fluffy clouds, but there were few students coming and going at the entrance of the University of Tokyo.

I stopped and walked away under the portico of the University of Tokyo.

She pulled back her sleeve to look at her wristwatch: 08:28 AM.

There are two minutes left until the agreed time.

She raised the corners of her mouth, as if she had won a victory, her beautiful eyes filled with deep anticipation.

Last night, Lin Ze suddenly messaged her, arranging to meet with a senior student who is now a doctoral student in the Department of Medical Research on Saturday to help their group review the medical records and see if there were any changes needed.

After all, this is my first time writing.

To avoid being criticized for this assignment, I can only seek some help.

This shouldn't be considered cheating. Even if it is cheating, it doesn't matter, because the group ranking is related to one's future. It would be too naive to act on student sentiment in this matter. If one can find connections that can help them improve but chooses not to use them, just for the sake of simple "fairness," then that is unfair to one's ability to control one's life.

What Miyagi Suzuo cared about wasn't that, but rather her meeting with Lin Ze today.

She was fed up with the simple classmate relationship, where she could only watch her from afar but couldn't reach out and touch the person she loved. There was no reason to even have a private conversation. But after being put in a group, they inevitably had more contact.

She had been hiding her feelings for Lin Ze, and finally had this opportunity.

Her frequent glances to the left and right revealed that Miyagi Suzuo was actually quite nervous.

however.

The bicycle bell rang, and she quickly looked toward the corner of the road in front of the Tokyo University entrance and saw two bicycles riding over together.

Those signature long legs and bangs covering her forehead.

It was Lin Ze.

Miyagi Suzuo quickly concealed the joy on her face. She lowered her head, glanced at her skirt, school uniform, and bow at the neckline, and reached out to adjust the position of her hair clip, tidying up two strands of hair that had just become messy.

She straightened her back, concealing the subtle blush on her cheeks.

Wait!

Two bicycles?
Miyagi Suzuo turned her head in an instant, her pupils shrinking sharply as she looked in surprise at Sano Chizuru and Hayashi Sawa riding over together, chatting and laughing.

"You...you guys?" she said bitterly.

"Miyagi-kun, you're here so early? I thought you weren't here yet," Sano Chizuru quickly smiled and, before even parking her bicycle, glanced at Lin Ze and said, "I just met Lin-kun, so we came together."

"I see." She breathed a sigh of relief.

"Good morning, Miyagi-kun." Lin Ze nodded in greeting.

"Good morning... good morning," Gongcheng hurriedly waved his hand, but after a moment, he felt that the gesture was not reserved enough, so he withdrew his hand and nodded: "Lin-san."

He parked his bicycle without saying much, remaining as calm as ever.

With almost no discussion, he became the leader of the three-person group.

On Friday afternoon, when Lin Ze left the University of Tokyo Hospital, he assigned homework to the two girls. All three were treated equally, and there was no situation where the boys had to do more while the two girls had to do less.

To be precise, he didn't have any concept of giving preferential treatment to women, which Lin Ze appreciated about the class monitor.

As a medical student, one doesn't need to care so much about gender. The essence of humanity is the same; the only differences are in physiological basis and individual abilities. And undoubtedly, the two team members he chose are both outstanding in ability.

They are fully capable of completing more than a dozen medical records in one night.

Last night, Lin Ze stayed up until after 11 p.m.

Miyagi Suzuo and Sano Chizuru went even further, staying up until the early hours of the morning just to write their medical records better.

"I'll lead you there, but once you get there you can't wander around. You can stay in the lab."

"Understood," the two replied.

Lin Ze nodded in satisfaction and started walking.

……

Under the tree-lined path, sunlight is cut into fine dappled patterns by the leaves.

The three walked past rows of wooden benches.

"I did want to study medicine. I grew up in my father's clinic, so I was exposed to medicine from a young age. But he never wanted me to study it, saying it was too hard. I insisted on studying it myself. However, I regretted it a bit after I got to the medical school..." Sano said softly.

"So that's how it is." Miyagi Suzuo seemed to be deep in thought.

"What about Miyagi-kun?"

"As for me... of course I'm pursuing a sense of identity in this profession."

"Miyagi-kun is an excellent and clear-headed person."

“Not at all,” Miyagi Suzuo smiled. “It was just a naive thought from high school. Back then, I had no idea how tough it was for medical students.”

In the neon-colored classroom, the vast majority of students have their own small groups.

Three to five people are good friends.

And it is extremely exclusive.

Especially girls.

If you don't make good friends when you first enroll, it will be difficult to integrate into other established small groups later on.

Suzuo Miyagi and Chizuru Sano had absolutely no interaction. Although they were classmates for two years in university, they had barely exchanged a few words.

Speaking of Miyagi, she always has a sense of distance from others. As girls, everyone can clearly feel it, except for Hiramomi Onoko, who doesn't seem to care at all. This makes Chizuru feel that she is difficult to get along with.

In reality, after several interactions, this was not the case.

This put her mind at ease.

Otherwise, to be subservient to the people you'll be spending every day with for two years is terrifying to even think about.

Having said that.

Miyagi Suzuo glanced at Lin Ze in front of her.

He walked briskly, seemingly unconcerned about the topic of their discussion, focused only on moving forward.

In the dappled sunlight, only Lin Ze's profile could be seen.

Enough is enough.

Even a side profile is enough.

Miyagi Suzuo pursed her lips slightly, her eyes unblinking. She enjoyed this moment of quietly watching him, a unique joy welling up inside her—a secret feeling hidden in the heart of a young girl.

"Lin-kun?" Suddenly, Chizuru asked from the side.

"how?"

"Why did you come to the medical school? Is there a reason?" "This question," Lin Ze answered without hesitation, "I was asked it several times in high school. I guess it's because I want to live a relatively meaningful life."

"I understand. By the way, which high school did you graduate from?"

"Kyoto Prefecture Meiran High School".

"That's a very prestigious academy, I've heard so much about it," said Chizuru Sano admiringly.

The familiarity and understanding between classmates began with a series of questions. For a moment, Miyagi Suzuo felt grateful to Sano and glad that there was such a middleman in the group.

Otherwise, she would have no reason to ask so many questions.

For some reason, she never felt timid when talking to anyone, but she was particularly hesitant when facing Lin Ze.

Once you meet his eyes, those calm eyes with their long eyelashes, you'll find yourself completely captivated.

What I wanted to say became hesitant and stammering.

They were always very careful, not even daring to speak too harshly.

“I graduated from Jonan Girls’ High School,” Sano smiled sheepishly. Her school was a bit worse than Lin Ze’s. “And Miyagi-san?”

"Like Lin, I also graduated from Meiran Academy in Kyoto Prefecture."

"Huh?" Sano Chizuru was stunned: "You two knew each other before?"

"I don't remember much..."

Lin Ze was also quite surprised and glanced at Miyagi Suzuo.

"I was a transfer student, I only went there in my second year of high school, so it's normal that Lin Ze doesn't remember me."

Miyagi Suzuo forced a smile, but a pang of sadness welled up inside her.

She thought to herself, "You don't know me, but I know you."

If Lin Ze hadn't applied to the Graduate School of Medicine at the University of Tokyo, she wouldn't be here at the medical school...

Three and a half years of unrequited love.

A long, damp period that accompanied adolescence.

This name was a part of her youth.

Lin Ze's class is the mixed arts and sciences class (3) of Kyoto Minglan High School. It is located on the third floor of Building A, at the innermost side, right next to the wall at the end.

Every Friday afternoon after school, he would play friendly soccer matches with boys from other classes, usually for an hour and a half.

Not long after the start of his senior year of high school, he cut his hair extremely short, causing a group of girls in other classes to wail in private. Every time he changed into his indoor shoes, locked his locker, and came out, girls would hand him love letters without saying a word, or sneak into his classroom after school and slip them into his desk.

Because his academic performance consistently ranks among the top three at Minglan High School, he speaks on behalf of the students at the opening ceremony every new semester.

Lin Ze is on the stage.

She was in the audience.

The two were once best friends.

Lin Ze, however, forgot all of this.

She will never say these things.

Ideally, one day, this girl named Miyagi will win over the handsome, outstanding boy who has captured the hearts of countless girls.

I was captivated by the pleated skirt.

She would say, "Actually, I've been in love with you for a long time."

Miyagi Suzuo lowered her eyes, her chest heaving with unending emotions.

boom!
The girl in her fantasy suddenly covered her nose, staggered two steps, and bumped solidly into Lin Ze's back.

"We've arrived," he said calmly.

Before us stands the building of the Graduate School of Medical Research.

Lin Ze took out his student ID card with the stamp on it from his pocket, ignored the security guard's gaze at the door, and led the two female classmates into the building.

……

"Senior sister, these are the three medical records I wrote last night. Please take a look and see if there are any errors."

The spotless laboratory is filled with sophisticated medical instruments. On the white table are incubators for culturing cells, microscopes, and other equipment.

Kazune Shimazu was completely wrapped in a white lab coat, her long hair was tied up, and she wore round-framed glasses.

She took the thick stack of medical records from Lin Ze, her face expressionless.

"Category A is me, and B and C are the other two students. I have marked them with numbers."

"Yes, I saw it," Shimazu Kazune replied calmly.

The two girls didn't dare to speak and stayed quietly.

Since Lin Ze had given them instructions beforehand, they didn't dare to move anything. After all, damaging valuable items was one thing, but damaging the laboratory's research results would be the end of the story.

In schools, the concept of hierarchy and order is very important.

For ordinary students, a doctoral student and a direct disciple of a great professor like Shimazu Kazune would be considered to have reached the level of a demigod.

Both of them had to look up at her.

I checked for a while.

“Category A is too detailed. Doctors need to grasp the important information and don’t have time to look at every little detail. Accuracy and efficiency are the standards for medical records, so they all need to be rewritten. Category B is concise enough and contains important information, but why are the symbols and units of measurement inconsistent? Category C has the same problem; the units are not consistent, so it also needs to be sent back for rewriting.”

Shimazu Kazune showed no mercy, flipping through the entire document with a "whoosh" sound and handing it back directly.

"Oh right, I forgot to pay attention to the symbols. I checked it so many times yesterday." Sano Chizuru slapped her forehead.

"At least you've achieved simplicity and efficiency, which is good news. You two are better than me." Lin Ze picked up the medical record and began to look through what the two of them had written.

"Thank you, senior." Miyagi Suzuo expressed her goodwill to her senior.

"You're welcome." Shimazu Kazune said expressionlessly.

instantly.

The lab fell silent as the three men huddled together, examining the error.

They marked each one with a pen and drew a red line under them.

Shimazu Kazune didn't disturb Lin Ze and the others, focusing intently on her own tasks, observing experimental samples, recording information, and completing the routine dissection. She didn't even raise her head once throughout the entire process, acting almost like a robot.

period.

The two girls couldn't help but steal a glance out of curiosity, and then they saw Shimazu Kazune holding a sharp scalpel, making a light cut open the white mouse's belly, turning out its internal organs, and then carefully examining the condition of a certain organ.

The bloody scene was so vivid that it was obvious the rat's heart, no bigger than a grain of sand, was still beating; it wasn't completely dead.

Shimazu Kazune didn't even frown.

This caused the two girls to lower their heads, finding the red underlines in their notes a bit glaring.

"That's about it, I've marked them all." After a long while, Lin Ze finally raised his face and said.

It's finally over...

Suzuo Miyagi and Chizuru Sano both breathed a sigh of relief.

If they stayed in this laboratory any longer, they would feel suffocated by the oppressive atmosphere; they were already feeling a bit breathless.

"Can we go now?"

"Well, I have something to do," Lin Ze handed the notebook back to the two of them. "You two go first. I need to go to the professor's office later."

"understood."

Once they were given permission, the two of them jostled and pushed each other as if they were fleeing towards the laboratory door.

Because I was wearing sterile shoe covers, the noise wasn't too loud.

Until that heavy door was closed.

"Speak, what exactly do you want from me?" Shimazu Kazune said calmly, manipulating the scalpel.

“Senior,” Lin Ze smiled, “I think you look exceptionally beautiful today.”

Kazune Shimazu glanced at him sideways.

(End of this chapter)