In order to get closer to this important clue, Miyue began to donate blood for free.
Although it is a game, even if you lower the pain level to the lowest, when you see blood dripping from the cut fingertips into the cup, the psychological pain is more uncomfortable than the physical pain.
Fortunately, for Miyue, a game player, doing it only once a week is still within her tolerance.
Occasionally when I visit my brother, I can still see blood stains on the corners of his mouth.
Bright red, like ground rouge smeared on his thin lips, fresh and beautiful.
They all look less sick--
It seemed as if he would recover soon.
However, after half a year of providing treatment, when Umayashiki Tsukihiko's condition still did not improve, Mitsuki began to doubt the doctor's ability.
Using human blood as a medicine doesn't sound very formal. Is he trying to scare her?
So while the doctor was out, Miyue sneaked up on him and asked him about the use of human blood.
The doctor had a dull expression and was visibly stunned when he heard her words.
This was the first time Miyue asked this question. Previously, Achun came to draw blood at dawn, and she had never seen the doctor use blood.
Of course, it is impossible to question the other party directly. Her rhetoric, under your packaging, becomes: If the doctor wants to use nature, he must have his reasons, but I know nothing about medical skills and am now a little curious, so I come to ask.
The young doctor was about to walk out of the mansion with his medical box on his back. When he heard Miyue's words, he turned sideways, leaned over with his back to the setting sun and looked at her.
"Human blood?" His voice was very low, like a question or a whisper.
Miyue nodded, showed him her unhealed fingertips, and couldn't help asking, "Has your condition improved?"
Miyue saw the doctor about to speak when someone suddenly came running up from behind and called out "Doctor" with his head down.
It's Achun.
"Yuehiko-kun is feeling a little uncomfortable, could you please go again?" Her head was lowered, and Miyue could only hear her breathless voice.
Miyue didn't bother to ask any more questions and wanted to go with the doctor.
But the complicated and heavy dress slowed her steps, and while she was holding on to the pillar to catch her breath, she began to think about exercise.
After entering the game, she only persisted for a few days after hearing the reminder to exercise. As a homebody, Miyue has always hated exercise. The calm days made her start to be lazy. Seeing that there was no danger, she simply lay down.
Miyue looked down at the hem of her skirt, which made it difficult for her to move, and considered asking Youhua to simplify it for her in the future so that at least she could run.
"Tsukihime, are you okay?"
Because they were looking for a doctor secretly, Miyue even avoided Youhua and went out alone to look for him.
Perhaps because he saw her being left behind, Achun took the initiative to follow and ask about the situation, but after meeting Miyue's gaze, he lowered his head with a wandering look.
"It's okay..." Miyue waved her hand and urged her to go first, "You go to your brother's place, I'll take a rest."
Ah Chun hesitated to speak, but still did not leave: "I will accompany Yue Ji..."
The maid was only a few years older than her, but she was very honest.
Miyue even wants to touch her head.
Knowing that she had a lot of daily work to do, Miyue didn't waste her time and prepared to continue walking: "In that case..."
Before Miyue could finish her words, Achun jumped in front of her like a rabbit and blocked her way.
Miyue was stunned. Why was Achun so jumpy?
"Tsukiji's skirt is dirty. You should go back to the bedroom and change your clothes first." As if there was some danger on that road, he pointed at the mud on her skirt and insisted that she go back to the bedroom.
As expected of someone who serves Ubuyayashiki Tsukihiko, she's a bit too mysophobic.
Miyue had no choice but to go back to the room to change clothes. When she went back, the doctor had already left.
Mitsuki walked into the room and saw Ubuyashiki Tsukihiko lying on the bed with a pale face and his eyes closed.
Miyue temporarily put aside the doubts in her heart, bent down and touched his forehead, which was not hot: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"
Hearing the girl's voice, those eyes slowly opened.
A hint of plum red filled her vision, and no matter how many times she saw it, she was shocked how someone could have such beautiful eyes.
Miyue's configuration is still black hair and black eyes. The only similarity may be that the two have slightly similar appearances due to the influence of the card she used.
"I just suddenly feel a little weak." He said lightly, but his eyes followed Miyue closely, as if he was exploring something and asked casually, "Are you feeling unwell, Yueji? I heard from Achun that I saw you go to see a doctor just now."
He slowed down his speech for the last few words, and Miyue felt a sudden tightness in her heart.
Miyue definitely cannot tell the truth in front of him.
Not knowing what the doctor and he had said before she came, Miyue could only vaguely say something else: "I just wanted to ask about my brother's recovery, nothing else."
The silence in the room made her heart beat faster. Looking back on the conversation between her and the doctor, she probably didn't say anything that shouldn't have been said, but...
Miyue couldn't control her heartbeat when she met his eyes.
Just as she was thinking of talking about something else to break the silence, her fingers were suddenly grabbed by something cold, and she was so scared that she almost threw them away.
He rubbed and pinched Miyue's fingertips. The wounds on them hadn't healed yet, and even his gentle movements caused a stinging pain. Yet, he still whispered softly, "Yueji, if you feel uncomfortable in any way, please tell me."
Miyue was afraid that he would notice something, so she endured the pain without making a sound, and simply nodded in response: "I know, brother."
"Right." He suddenly spoke as if he had thought of something, "The doctor said that you only need human blood once every two weeks from now on. You're still young, and I'm afraid that too much will damage your health."
Miyue nodded repeatedly, thinking that perhaps her blood was not of much use and it might not be needed again after a while.
The young man on the bed stared at the sudden relaxed expression on her face, pursed his lips slightly, but glanced at A Chun who was kneeling beside her.
The maid felt a chill down her spine as she was stared at. As if sensing the displeasure emanating from a wild beast, she clenched her teeth and tried to control her trembling body.
Miyue didn't notice this at all. Thinking it would be better not to see a doctor in the future, she left the bedroom.
Inside the room, the young man on the bed said expressionlessly: "Achun."
The maid pressed her forehead against the floor, as if she could hear the sound of the bell before a slow slicing. She trembled and responded, "Tsukihiko-kun..."
"I'll consider you've made amends this time, but there'll be a next time..." The boy's voice began to change, growing low like a warning growl from a wild animal, "You know the consequences."
The clothes on his back were wet with sweat. Ah Chun took a deep breath and knocked his head down hard: "I know."
She would definitely... follow Yueji closely and would not let her discover Yueyanjun's secret.
Miyue had no idea what was going on, but she didn't dare approach the attending physician rashly.
But a month later, the doctor came to see her.
Unlike his usual calmness, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes when he looked at Miyue, as if he had discovered some new world to share with her.
"Yue Ji's blood is really good." The corners of his eyes were all upturned. Even with wrinkles on his face, he didn't look old. Instead, he had the excitement of a hermit who had seen a great prey. Mi Yue was stunned when she heard his good news, "Yue Yanjun's health has improved, but the prescription still needs to be adjusted..."
It was more like talking to himself than sharing. After saying this to her, he started his research journey without looking back.
After hearing what the doctor said and seeing that Uterine House Tsukishiko's complexion was indeed better than before, Mitsuki's suspicions were thrown out of her mind.
But she didn't expect this cycle to be so long.
As the baby grew from babbling to learning to walk, and as she only had six months left to reach her goal of living to 16, his illness kept recurring and he struggled on the brink of death.
The timeline was so long that she forgot that this was an escape game. Mitsuki's appearance had changed a lot. The baby fat faded, and the delicate oval face gradually appeared. The face that was similar to that of Uzumaya Shiki Tsukihiko was less sick and cold. Her eyes were full of vitality and her smile was bright and charming.
Early autumn has just arrived——
In an era when birthdays were not important, her adoptive father actually wanted to hold a party for his youngest son.
Perhaps he wanted to show other families that they had successors, or perhaps he was too fond of his chubby youngest son. After seeing him send out the invitations with his own eyes, Miyue couldn't help but start making preparations.
She had always had a good relationship with the lady, and this time she wove a dragonfly out of palm grass as a gift according to her memory. However, Youhua felt that a small straw trinket was too simple, so she bought other gifts to give to her.
Whether it is for the sake of the head of the household or the children, these gifts were given with much thought and will not cause any conflict.
Miyue suddenly thought of her brother who had been bedridden for a long time and asked Youhua if she could attend tonight.
Youhua frowned and replied carefully: "Yue Yanjun is unwell, the master of the family..."
As a servant, she did not continue, but Miyue understood what she meant.
The head of the family has never valued his eldest son, and he probably has no intention of letting him come to the banquet this time. To put it bluntly, the head of the family does not want his eldest son to embarrass himself by dragging his sick body out.
Mitsuki vaguely remembered that the last time she went to visit her newborn baby, she was a little late and Uberayashiki Tsukihiko was already very unhappy.
The game setting is very different from history, and there are not so many rules. The so-called attendance only means that she is separated from the female relatives and men and sits in another place.
Such a banquet is boring, and Miyue plans to avoid attending it using the excuse of feeling unwell.
The sun outside was already halfway down, and the sky was full of colorful clouds, which was very beautiful.
While Miyue was in a daze, the door was slightly opened and Youhua poked her head in: "Tsuki-ji, Asano-kun is here."
The little boy poked his head in with his hair tied up, a smile on his fair face. When he saw her, he couldn't hide his joy: "Sister!"
Unlike Ubuyashiki Tsukihiko, his younger brother is too lively. Perhaps it is because Mitsuki goes to the lady's house quite often. Ever since he got to know her, he likes to follow her around and call her "sister" all the time.
Although he is just an ordinary person, Miyue is a little unable to resist when encountering this kind of puppy-like child.
Miyue waved at him, and the child threw on his shoes and crawled in panting.
He moved quickly, and before she could react the child had grabbed her arm.
His eyes were big and round, and his plum-red pupils reflected the girl's figure like glass. When he looked at her like this, Miyue had an inexplicable illusion that she was being stared at by a younger brother.
A sentence flashed before her eyes——
[Meeting ordinary people: I like my sister the most! ]
"Sister, I really like the dragonfly you gave me!" He moved closer, and his chubby cheek rubbed her arm through the clothes. Miyue seemed to see a small tail swinging behind him, swinging faster and faster.
"It's just a little straw thing." Miyue couldn't help but touch his head. The child's hair was soft and still had the warmth of running air. "As long as you like it."
Chaosheng smiled happily and urged her to sit next to him at the banquet later.
"I want my sister to sit with me."
He hummed and moaned, and was very clingy.
Thinking of the reason she had just prepared, Miyue couldn't help but harden her heart to refuse his invitation: "Chaosheng, I won't go to the dinner party. My sister is feeling a little unwell."
Hearing this, the child pouted and visibly wilted.
Despite this, he still showed concern: "Then I'll ask my mother to get a doctor for my sister—"
"No need." Miyue quickly rejected his kindness. She felt a little guilty lying in front of a child. She avoided his gaze and coughed twice. "I just need to rest for a while."
His plum-red eyes stared at her face for a long time before lowering their focus.
"Then Sister, have a good rest." He took two steps back, his small body performing the most standard etiquette, "Then Chaosheng will go back first."
Miyue waved and said goodbye to him.
Thinking about how to slip away later without being so obvious, he whispered to Youhuazhi: "I'm going to visit my brother later, you cover for me."
The little figure under the eaves retreated back at some point, and he stood by the door, listening carefully, his little face expressionless.