[FGO] Stone is a bad civilization

Today's Chaldea is still standing in the storm.

No, it should be said yes, another 24 hours.

Chaldea under the background of artificial burning cannot observe the sunrise and sunset. The only device in the facility that can be used to judge the passage of time is the over-reliable power supply facility that is still working conscientiously even when the world is destroyed. electronic clock.

Human beings are burned.

How subtle and ironic the wording of this phrase is, it seems that the thousands of years of human existence and the undetectable future of the future are nothing but a fragile piece of paper that can be burned with a destructive flame.

The future of mankind after 2015 has been wiped out, and even, the fire of destruction has spread to the present world.If Chaldea was not protected by the special magnetic field of Chaldeas, this facility would have already been reduced to dust in the never-ending snowstorm.

"It turns out that you are here, and it is really easy for me to find."

Dr. Roman's words and footsteps came from the end of the corridor. I followed the sound and saw him walking to my side in three steps at a time.

He stuffed the documents he was holding in his hand into the interlayer behind the wheelchair, then bent down and stretched out his hand to brush my bangs, and touched my forehead.

"It doesn't seem to have a fever anymore, which is great."

I responded with a "no".

Dr. Roman seemed very happy. On the way to push my wheelchair and take me back to the room, he told a lot about the current situation of Fujimaru Tachika and Matthew, saying that they finally found Siegfried, the dragon-slaying warrior summoned by the Holy Grail. Although he seems to be haunted by the curse, fortunately they also found traces of the heroic spirit who can lift the curse. In short, everything went well.

He asked me how I was feeling today, whether the wound still hurts badly, whether the rationed medicines were taken on time, and whether the food made by the logistics was still to my liking.He also told me that if everything goes well, the gauze on the eyes can be removed in the next two days, but the sutures on the chest and abdomen have to be kept for a period of time.

I listened attentively to what Dr. Roman told me about Fujimaru Tachika and the others, and answered his questions about my physical condition one by one, but when I walked to the door of the infirmary, Dr. Roman sighed.

"Xue Jian, your condition is not good recently." He said.

"Maybe it's because I've slept for too long and I have no strength in my body." I answered him.

"...No, you clearly know that I didn't mean that."

Dr. Roman opened the door of the infirmary, pushed me in, then moved a chair by himself, and sat across from me.

He said to me very seriously, Xue Jian, there is no light in your eyes now.

"Romani," I sneered, and then laughed at him like this, "I don't know when you will speak in such a polite way, are you a bosom brother?"

"I'm a doctor in charge of the master's physical and mental health." He said unconvinced.

"And," he said again, "you have such an aggressive tone. You have never been like this before. It must be because of your heart disease."

I looked at Roman's sincere face, and was silent for a few seconds, before I finally lost in front of him.

"I'm sorry, Roman." I apologized to him from the bottom of my heart, "The tone just now was my bad...I'm really in a bad mood right now."

"It's all right." Dr. Roman smiled at me very generously, then got up and took out a box of snacks from the locker beside him.

"Have some?" He asked me, shaking the box in his hand.

I had no appetite, so I thanked the doctor for his kindness but declined. Then I sat quietly in the wheelchair and watched the doctor move a small table from the side, and filled two cups with hot water.

He hands me one of the water glasses and talks to me as he pours instant coffee powder into the other.

"If you don't mind, please tell me. Although I should be able to guess what caused you to become like this, I still hope that you can tell me your unhappiness in person."

"I'm also the person in charge of Chaldea's medical department anyway, and psychotherapy is of course my business! Do you trust me a little bit?"

I watched the doctor comfort me, while picking up the snacks in the box and stuffing them firmly into my mouth one by one, making my cheeks swollen, like a hamster trying to store food.

Looking at his current appearance, I somehow felt a little delicate.

"Didn't you have dinner?" I asked him.

The doctor, whose mouth was full of broken hearts, nodded heavily, and then poured himself a sip of coffee. Unsurprisingly, he was scalded by the hot drink, and his eyes turned red with a "swish" up.

Speechlessly, I watched him jump on the spot with hot feet, rocked the wheelchair to get a glass of cold water and handed it back to him.

After taking the cup, Dr. Roman gave me a grateful look, and the emotion was so sincere that the tears in his eyes were about to fall.

The little farce performed by the doctor alone ended in a hurry after a few minutes. He pulled the wheelchair handle very forcefully and dragged me back to the infirmary.

I put my arms on the armrests of the wheelchair to support my cheeks, and glanced at Dr. Roman's red eye sockets, red nose and red lips one by one.

"It's nice to work hard." I looked at the doctor who felt a little uncomfortable because of my overly hot eyes, and sighed unconsciously.

"Xue sees you working hard too..." Dr. Roman rubbed his nose and muttered.

"I just act according to my interests. Whether it's reading or making desserts, I just do it because I like it. Of course, I don't have to work hard."

"Is that so?" Doctor Roman seemed to disagree with my words, "Even if it is an interest, but in the end it has reached a certain level of achievement, then it must be due to my own efforts. Isn't these efforts considered hard work? ?”

"It doesn't matter if it is or not." I said, "For a certain belief or responsibility, I force myself to work hard. I sigh for this kind of person."

"... Sure enough." Doctor Roman put away all the expressions on his face and sat upright.

"Seeing you, Xue really can't accept the death of the director."

"No." I replied quickly.

Doctor Roman looked at me with more sadness and understanding: "I know."

I got goosebumps all over my body when I saw his affectionate eyes.

"I can only say 'Sorrow and change', Xuejian, after all, he is the person I like..."

"No, wait." I immediately interrupted Dr. Roman and asked him, "The person I like? Who? The director?"

Doctor Roman was stunned.

"Isn't it?" he asked me.

"No." I frowned at him, "If you mean love between lovers, then it's not."

Roman's face was full of disbelief: "I always thought you and the director were, were you a couple?"

"Why are we so close to each other—cough, cough..." I suddenly raised my voice, and then I was out of breath and choked on my saliva. Dr. Roman, who was sitting across from me, was also startled by my sudden coldness. Jumping, hurriedly stood up and patted my back.

"Don't cough, don't cough. Listen to my instructions, inhale, exhale, inhale...Okay, breathe steadily..." His hands gently touched my back to help me breathe, "Don't get excited Ah, don't get excited."

I slowed down for a while, then patted the doctor's hand holding me, indicating that I was fine.

Doctor Roman let me go, stood aside and blamed me: "Even if your body recovers at an unscientific speed, you can't act like this."

"Who is it that forces patients to confide in themselves at eleven o'clock in the middle of the night?"

"Don't think I don't know you woke up two hours ago!"

I took a deep breath and watched Dr. Roman throw himself back into the seat opposite.

"Beforehand, the relationship between me and the director is only old classmates and former subordinates. There is no such thing as a lover."

"Hey, but," Dr. Roman was a little disbelieving, "Your usual interactions seem very intimate."

"for example?"

"Hmm...for example, holding hands? You can hold the director's hand naturally."

"Is there, isn't it?" I recalled, "Holding hands is just a way to give others confidence, and I didn't just hold her hand while walking."

"It's better to say, except for the spiritual transfer training and the monthly job report, I hardly ever meet with the director." I refuted Dr. Roman's example confidently, completely ignoring his "spirit transfer training is not enough." Is it just a daily activity?" murmured.

"But, your attitude towards the director has always been very gentle, like, like... like coaxing your girlfriend."

"Doctor, is this how you coax your lover?"

"Yes, yes, if there is, of course I will treat her well, say very gentle words, then hold hands and hug her..."

I watched the doctor talking and then fell silent. Not only did my eyes start to blur, but a little blush appeared on my face.

Is he imagining the scene of getting along with his lover? I sighed in my heart, why do I have to play around with him? Although the doctor is really concerned, but...

"Doctor Roman." I stopped the doctor's thoughts of turning the eighteen-mile mountain road in time, and then looked at him in a daze, and suddenly showed a bit of shame mixed with embarrassment on his face.

What the hell was he thinking about just now?

"Anyway, I'm very grateful to the doctor for his diagnosis and treatment of me today..." Although I didn't actually get any practical results from the discussion, I secretly added in my heart.

"Ah... yes, yes, this is what I should..."

"But it's almost twelve o'clock, doctor." I warned him sincerely, "Although I just woke up not long ago, doctor, you have been working non-stop all day, right? It's time to rest gone."

"As for my heart disease, you don't have to worry too much." I slightly relaxed the tense face since I woke up, and skillfully reached out to open the drawer of the side cabinet, and took out a small box from it.

"A sleeping pill will suffice."

I gave him a small smile.

"Then, please remember to lock the door for me when you go out."

"Good night, doctor."

The author has something to say:

But is this really a problem that can be solved with a good night's sleep [laughs]

share a real story

Yesterday I saw a message saying Aiba Xuejian→Xuejian→Tang Xuejian, then I thought about it for a second, then went to find my friend

Me: Does the name Aiba Yukimi remind you of anything?

Jiyou: Yes, Tang Xuejian, Xiansan?

I:? ? ?My first reaction was the eldest lady of Jiansan Tangjiabao?

gay friend:? ? ?

It was only later that I realized that Tang Xiaowan should be the one in Jiansan.

The Japanese pronunciation of Xuejian yukimi can also be written as Xuemei / Xingmei / Yukimi. Although the original meaning of this name is "appreciating the snow, seeing the snow", but in terms of pronunciation, it is very appropriate. hhh【bad fun