The end of the curtain

?The warm sunlight reflects on the clean white snow, reflecting the lustrous luster, and the faint fragrance of plum blossoms floats in the air, which inadvertently penetrates into your heart.

Well, Sakurai admits that she is not a competent and good doctor... She does not open the door of the medical clinic all the time, but half-covers it.How can a doctor do this, with the door only half open?

Sakurai sat quietly on the mat, writing the new prescription seriously.The weather has been cold recently, and many people have caught a cold because of it, so there have been many patients in the medical center recently.

"Ah, ah, this medical center is really elegant~~" The young and rising ending voice, a pleasant and slightly sexy voice sounded softly above her head unexpectedly, with a hint of tenderness that a teenager should have.That kind of voice is like a light green leaf dancing mischievously in the breeze.

Suddenly startled, Sakurai raised his head subconsciously, thinking why this person walks without a sound...

With a startled glance, those good-looking and beautiful emerald green eyes met her impartially.Her short, soft brown hair danced lightly in the breeze, there was a bright smile in her faintly rolling eyes, and her beautiful and sharp lips raised slightly to outline a graceful and cunning arc.

Beautiful and handsome young man...

But—the light-colored haori, the white headband, the samurai sword worn around the waist, and the cuffs are in the shape of mountain patterns... Could it be——hey!If she remembers correctly what the classmate who liked "Hakuoki" said, this is—historical, Shinsengumi? !Could it be that this handsome young man in front of him is from the Shinsengumi? ?

Sakurai stepped back subconsciously, the young man had already walked in and stood in front of her dwarf, his faint green eyes were as clear as a stream but also like a spring, as if he could think through everything.Seeing Sakurai looking up and seeing him, he was stunned for a moment, and he just smiled disapprovingly, and then knelt and sat down opposite me casually: "I heard that the doctor in the medical center is a sixteen or seventeen-year-old Little girl, it must be you, right? Now, I’m here to see a doctor~” At the same time, he stretched out his fair and beautiful right hand and tapped it on the pulse-cutting platform.

He, he, when did he come in?Why is there no sound at all?But seeing how lively he is, he doesn't look sick at all, right?

"Oh, I'm really scared." Seeing that Sakurai had been staring intently at his light-colored haori, the young man followed my line of sight, and then smiled very clearly. When he was about to get up and leave, Sakurai suddenly picked up the medical records beside him and handed them to him.

She was still temporarily speechless, so she could only do so, and nodded slightly to signal him to fill in the basic information.

The young man in front of him casually picked up the writing brush she put on the inkstone. When filling in the column of the first name, he obviously hesitated, and then he picked up the pen and wrote six beautiful and powerful words. Japanese font - Okita Souji! !

This person turned out to be Souji Okita, the captain of the first team of the Shinsengumi? !Although Sakurai doesn't know Japanese history very well, but under the influence of her classmate, she has seen it more or less, especially the key figures in the Shinsengumi, including the boy in front of him.

Okita Souji, the captain of the first team of the Shinsengumi, died of tuberculosis in 26 at the age of [-].

My thoughts gradually returned, and Okita Souji was looking at me after learning his name with great interest, but I'm sorry, Sakurai still didn't respond, and after reading his basic information indifferently , the small notebook that was moved aside wrote: "Status?"

"Well, it's an old problem. I have coughed many times since I was a child. It hasn't been cured. A typhoon will be even worse." He finally sat down, glanced at the handwriting she wrote on the notebook, and then moved his hand Strolling with his chin propped up, he played with the teacup on the coffee table and said.

What happened when it happened?

"Well... I don't know why, sometimes when I cough, I feel tightness in my chest, and I feel a little out of breath." He continued, although Sakurai already understood his situation in his heart.But he still carefully recorded his situation stroke by stroke.I don't know why, even she herself doesn't know what's going on. When recording his condition, she specially used Chinese that Japanese can't understand.

Early pulmonary tuberculosis, properties unknown.

"What kind of character is this? The strokes look so complicated, what is written?" He saw the Chinese characters written by Sakurai on the medical record, and tilted his head to look at things like a child who is very curious about things.Sakurai ignored him, and just picked up the pen to write the Chinese medicine prescription again, and he finally noticed something strange: "Ah, why doesn't the little girl talk?" It's really strange, no one would bother to write in a notebook, right?

He is now in the early stage of pulmonary tuberculosis. Without some advanced modern medical examination equipment, it is still difficult to find out which type of tuberculosis he belongs to, so as to better prescribe the right medicine.However, this disease cannot be ignored. Now we have to use traditional Chinese medicine to suppress the development of the disease, and think of other methods.

...Consider whether to cure him...

Yes, in the [-]th century when drugs were scarce, especially at the end of the Edo period in Japan, tuberculosis, no matter how early it was discovered, once infected, if there were no drugs such as antibiotics, it would definitely be able to sit still. of.This disease has claimed the lives of countless people for thousands of years in human history, including this young man.

Lily, honey, promote body fluid, clear away heat and moisten the lungs, and inhibit the spread of Mycobacterium tuberculosis.In this situation, we can only try traditional Chinese medicine first.

Sakurai wrote the prescription, and wrote down the instructions for taking it.

Don't overwork, rest more and take care of yourself, and take medicine and food on time.Be careful not to catch a cold, keep the room clean, ventilated and dry, and come back for a follow-up visit every few days.

After putting away his medical records, he got up and grabbed some medicines for him, and handed them to him along with the prescription.On the other hand, he stared blankly at the pills in his hand with an expression of wanting to cry without tears, and sighed sadly: "Oh, I have to take medicine again, it's really hard~~"

Sakurai Kazuki swiped over - "It's not bitter, it has honey. If you don't follow the rules and take the medicine properly, then the bronchitis will worsen, and the taste of the low ground tea will be even worse." For some reason, today she Suddenly there was an idea of ​​wanting to play with this young man named Okita, and when she wrote this sentence, she couldn't help but curl up an 'evil smile', "Would you like to give it a try?"

Yes, the taste of some Chinese herbal medicines is not only bitter, but also strange and difficult to swallow. Even she herself is disgusted with the taste of many Chinese herbal medicines.

Okita hurriedly waved his hands with a playful smile, even saying no.He paid the silver and got up and walked out the door, Sakurai also stood up as a kind of courtesy to see him out.The moment he stepped out of the sliding door, he turned his face and smiled brightly and looked forward: "Hey, you know my name, so, what's your name? A girl who can't speak—?"

——Sakurai Xu.

"Sakurai Xu, then, I'll call you Xiaoxu. Xiaoxu, I will miss you, remember to miss the general manager~~" He said some nonsense with a cheeky face, which made people misunderstand , ignoring Sakurai's resentful eyes, laughed and left.

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In mid-December, white snow fell one after another.

The lively and bustling Kabukicho, no less than Shimabara in Edo Yoshiwara, is brightly lit and colorful.The geisha, who are charming or charming, are talented in various prefectures. They hold gorgeous cypress fans to cover their faces and spin gracefully. They wear printed furisode kimonos like colorful butterflies that nod their heads frequently under their dancing posture. , flapping their wings and flying; or holding an antique shamisen in their arms, babbling and singing a tune with a weird accent, and stroking the strings with fingers that are smeared pale with white powder, soft and soft. The soft notes flowed out of it.

Men are obsessed with lingering among the flowers, drunk with money, but they never know that their wives and children are still huddled in the cold home, looking helplessly and sadly at the vast winter snow and waiting with bitter white eyes.

"Boss, why did you come to Shimabara just to drink?" Saanosuke Harada held a charming woman in his arms, and his face was a little blushing at this time as he gulped down the wine, and he spoke under the influence of alcohol It was already a bit vague, "——uh, you don't drink well——" the woman in his arms kept coaxing Harada to drink the wine she poured for him with that soft voice. Drank by the glass.

Harada, of course, was unceremonious about the beautiful woman in wine, and looked at Okita who kept drinking and eating snacks but never found a geisha for company, and said in his heart.Don't look at the general manager clamoring to go to Shimabara every day, in fact, this guy is the most obedient here.

"Yeah, yes, it's not bad to be like Mrs. Kikutao~ Hey, don't be like Hirasuke when the time comes~" Nagakura Shinpachi also echoed, and at the same time smiled naughtily. Consciously or unintentionally, the point of the conversation was directed at Hirasuke who was sitting in the corner drinking silently.

As soon as these words came out, Harada and Shinpachi laughed maliciously, and the two geisha beside them also covered their lips with their sleeves and smiled coquettishly. Hirasuke naturally jumped up from the mat in a cooperative manner, As in the old days of slapstick, he yelled at them angrily: "What are you two old uncles yelling at while hugging a woman?! You said that I am not a child!!"

Afterwards, Harada and Shinpachi skillfully took over the following scenes-"Tsk tsk tsk ~~" A certain kid completely went berserk because of this!

Okita had already turned a deaf ear and stayed away from the matter with a calm expression on his face, drinking his wine gracefully and comfortably, forgetting at all the warning of a certain doctor this morning.

Perhaps it should be said that he never remembered the doctor's warning, nor did he want to.

"Hey, Director, didn't you go to the 'Xuxue' clinic to see your cough this morning? I heard that the owner of the 'Xuxue' clinic is a beautiful doctor. Hey, how are you, that little girl? Isn't it beautiful?" Harada, who has a strong interest in beautiful women, saw Todo Hirasuke calm down, recalling what happened this morning, and blurted out.

Hearing this, Okita recalled the elegant and quiet girl in the hospital...

The delicate and soft face has a hint of coolness between the brows and eyes. She is wearing a plain furisode kimono, her long black hair is gently pulled behind her head, and her black eyes are as calm as the water in a deep valley. Ling, that bright and delicate face didn't show much emotion.

However, she seems to be a very interesting child, and it is a pity that she cannot speak.

After pondering for a moment, Okita nodded, and a charming smile suddenly appeared on his handsome face, "That's really a beautiful girl, how about it, why don't you take me to see it when you have time." Saying that, Okita The rim of the wine glass in his hand touched the moist lower lip again, and he took a shallow sip.

"Should be a beautiful older sister." Fujido's 'sister fetish' broke out unreservedly at this time.But, he is younger than you, only seventeen or eighteen years old, okay...

Everyone forgot that he suddenly had black lines on his face...

"Ah, it really is our boss who is a brother and loyal enough." Yongcang sighed as if he couldn't move, but his face collapsed into a bitter face in the next second, "Oh , your kid said it lightly, the law and order in Kyoto is not good recently, we will be very busy!"?