Chapter 10 Kuroko's Basketball Ten

  A few people from the Miracle Era, because Ye Kuang was so ignorant of the heights and depths that he hurt their important partner, no longer showed mercy, and Ye Kuang's men were completely unable to stop the fierce attack of several people like a stormy rain, and ultimately lost the game with a score of 40:210.

  Several people, without any joy of winning, hastily packed up their things and rushed to the hospital.

  Koseki had been taken into the emergency room for half an hour, and Haruta and Akashi sat on the long bench at the entrance, no one spoke, just quietly waiting for the doctor's results.

  Time seems so long in the anxious waiting, when the doctor comes out from inside, everyone surrounds him and asks about Dr. Huang's condition with tension.

  The doctor, seemingly fed up, said, "You're all still so young and lack discretion. Even if you recover from a comminuted fracture, you won't be able to engage in intense activities again." Everyone was shocked by his words and couldn't speak, except for Akashi, who managed to maintain a semblance of calmness and asked, "So, there's no possibility of playing basketball again?"

  The doctor's expression turned even more severe, "Still playing basketball? If there's the slightest mishap during his recovery, he might have to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair. How can he possibly play basketball again?"

  Seeing several people looking like they had lost their souls, the doctor's tone softened again.

  "In short, you all take good care of him first, such a young child, what a pity... alas."

  The air in the corridor makes people feel like they are about to suffocate.

  Harada had already known the result, and now hearing the doctor say it again, he knew that the possibility of being cured medically was probably too small, but it didn't matter, he could make a deal with the system.

  He didn't say anything and quietly walked into Huang Xi's ward.

  That extremely gentle person was quietly asleep, with a warm and addictive expression between his eyebrows and eyes, as if he were bewitching Hara to kneel in front of the bed, stretching out his hand to gently rub his handsome face.

  From the slightly raised eyebrows to the eyes, nose, and lips, Harada's movements were gentle and cautious, as if what he was touching with his hands was the most precious and unique treasure in the world.

  This gentle soul is too perfect, he definitely won't let his life be imperfect like this.

  He finally held Huang Xia's dry and warm hand gently.

  I will definitely let you stand on the court again, and that dazzling you is the real you. You will go all the way to brilliance and stand at the top of the golden pyramid belonging to basketball.

  I may not be able to cure you, but I have a way.

  When Kiyohiko woke up, he saw Haruta sleeping on his bed.

  The sunset was not dazzling but warm and gentle on his body, giving off a cozy feeling.

  Kohsuke felt that such sunshine was warm.

  He roughly guessed his own ending when he was in severe pain in his ankle. However, it wasn't as painful as he had imagined.

  Huang Ze's yellow eyes were very calm, calmly accepting this fact that was like a bolt from the blue.

  But even if you resent it, what's the use?

  Huang Ze quietly looked at the sleeping young man and gently covered him with a quilt.

  For a month now, Harada has been carefully taking care of Kiyohiko.

  Worried that Huang Ze wouldn't be used to the hospital food, Yuan Tian personally cooked for him every day, running back and forth between home and the hospital. With his doctor's instincts, he carefully selected ingredients and painstakingly simmered bone broth, making dishes that were easy on the stomach.

  Seeing Koseki's surprised expression and words of praise, Haruta was very satisfied. Even when Koseki advised him that it was too exhausting, he still persisted.

  At night, Harada was afraid of Hiyoshi's loneliness and accompanied him to sleep in the hospital.

  And to the doctor's amazement, Huang Xi miraculously recovered day by day. In a while, he would be able to fully recover to his previous state and play basketball again.

  This is actually not a medical miracle, but a deal made with the system.

  Originally, when Haruta left the current world, he could have died directly and gone to the next world. Now, however, Haruta must go through the pain of being tormented by illness, constantly weakening until his body collapses.

  But this way he can exchange for Huang Ze's safety, and he thinks it's a good deal. Anyway, he doesn't really want to die, anyway he must leave this world no matter what.

  Kohsuke felt that after spending some time together, Hara's meticulous care made him feel that in his heart, he not only had feelings of gratitude and warmth but also indescribable emotions. He seemed to have developed a liking for this gentle youth.

  Every day, as soon as he opens his eyes, he can see Harada smiling and greeting him good morning; every meal is carefully prepared by Harada, made with his own hands for him; he also chats with him every day, reads magazines to him, tells jokes; at night, he sleeps on his own bed, and when he wakes up in the middle of the night, he can see him.

  Such days are as beautiful as a dream, and Huang Xi is indulged in it.

  Harada is really gentle, he just doesn't know it himself. These days of living together have made Huang Xi subconsciously dependent on him.

  Harada sneaked into the bathroom before he dared to cough, his hand covering his mouth stained with the familiar bright red. He let out a bitter smile and sighed as he turned on the faucet to wash it away, but suddenly saw Akashi's incredulous face behind him in the mirror.

  Harada wiped his hands and turned around, smiling somewhat uncomfortably. "Don't tell Ryota, Seijuro."

  Akatsuki's expression was too complex for Harada to understand. After a long silence, Akatsuki's voice carried a hint of self-mockery and sadness.

  "Don't tell him... what about me?"

  Harada remained silent, unable to speak. He actually knew that there was something different between him and Seijuro at some point, but his time was too short, he couldn't let Seijuro start a doomed relationship. That wouldn't be rational for either of them.

  Just when Harada thought Akashi wouldn't respond, Akashi's voice rose up calmly.

  "As you wish, I won't tell him."

  "So at least, even if it's just for me, go see a doctor."

  Those words somehow carried a hint of pleading, causing Harada's heart to ache with a dull throb.

  The proud Akatsuki, when have you ever spoken to someone like this?

  But I'm destined to disappoint Akatsuki after all.

  Sorry, Jing Yilang.

  Actually feel written black and blue written too hastily without much emotional development... Later will pay more attention to this issue, for now just like this.