Love Healing Manual

Chapter 78 Restraint
Kitagawa Ayane couldn't describe the feeling; it was as if she had been electrocuted, her mind went blank for a moment, and then the lingering sensation lingered in her mind for a long time.

A particularly magical feeling.

She turned her face away in utter surprise, clutching her waist.

"What...what just happened?"

“New treatment research results,” Lin Ze withdrew his hand, his eyes showing satisfaction, because he saw from the pain threshold detector that Kitagawa Ayane’s threshold was rapidly decreasing, and only slowed down after reaching a certain level. “The effect is good.”

"Amazing!"

Kitagawa Ayane said those words sincerely and from the bottom of her heart.

After she gradually came to her senses, she felt her mind clear up and her whole body feel relaxed. Then she moved her hands and feet and jumped around a couple of times.

I felt relaxed.

Immediately, Kitagawa Ayane's eyes filled with admiration as she looked at Lin Ze.

Lin Ze often impressed her in this way; in terms of treating such a rare illness as hers, Lin Ze was the most skilled doctor she had ever seen.

“Since it’s effective, we’ll add this treatment to future treatments,” Lin Ze stood up, took out his phone from his pocket, and glanced at the time. “Alright, I should go.”

It's already past nine o'clock at night.

With another twenty minutes to go, Lin Ze thought he would have some time to memorize vocabulary after getting home, and then he should wash up and go to bed.

He has already finished reading a medical classic and is now reading another book, "Lectures on Physician Law," written by Professor Minoru Otani. However, he can skim through this one and does not need to study it carefully.

As a bedtime read, it's perfect to finish the rest in one go.

"Are you leaving already?" Kitagawa Ayane looked at him cautiously, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Are you suggesting we stay here another night? What are you thinking?"

Lin Ze reached out and placed his hand on Kitagawa Ayane's head. She immediately stood up straight, somewhat nervously, thinking that Lin Ze was going to punish her for her wrong remarks again.

She didn't expect that her finger would just land on her forehead and give it a light push.

"You've actually been doing quite well lately. If you continue like this, it's only a matter of time before the treatment is successful. But remember, you absolutely must not act like you did before," Lin Ze said calmly.

“Learn to control yourself,” he said after a pause.

“Oh right, my diary…” Kitagawa Ayane seemed to remember something, and ran to the desk with small steps to pick up a notebook.

Then, she handed it to Lin Ze with both hands.

"Yes, you also need to keep your diary on time. I might check it on you one of these days."

“I understand.” She nodded.

Then, under her gaze, Lin Ze opened the thin diary.

"October 11th, a rare sunny day in Tokyo."

"From the moment I woke up this morning, I started looking forward to treatment. After a few days of adjustment, this feeling of being stuck in the middle is still very uncomfortable."

"It's much better than the torment of fainting," I comforted myself.

"Sometimes I would think of begging Dr. Lin to change the treatment plan and return to the original state, but he would always say: 'You can endure fainting, so what is this slight torment?'... Thinking of this, all my hopes would be dashed."

"Dr. Lin appeared in my mind about 8 to 9 times this morning."

It appeared about 20 times in the afternoon.

"I felt much better after having a good cry."

"I'm thinking about my value; perhaps I should really start searching for it."

Night has fallen in Tokyo.

After reading the entire diary, Lin Ze noticed that the last line was written rather hastily, suggesting that Kitagawa Ayane had probably written it before he sent the LINK message saying she was coming, and then hastily ended it after receiving the message.

"Do you think of me that many times a day?" he couldn't help but ask.

"It will happen every other day, but not after the treatment is finished," Kitagawa Ayane honestly confessed.

“Then you won’t have time to do other things, which will also affect your life,” Lin Ze said calmly, changing his tone. “Try to restrain yourself.”

"Like suppressing illness?"

"almost."

"What if you can't control yourself?"

Kitagawa Ayane raised her delicate face and looked at him. Her hands unconsciously clasped together, and under the light, her eyes sparkled.

"If you really can't bear it anymore and there's no other way, you can come to me, and I won't blame you."

After returning the diary to Kitagawa Ayane, Lin Ze also started walking. He walked to the door, turned around, and left, leaving her alone in the room.

His figure flashed past the doorway and then disappeared into the corridor.

Footsteps could be heard fading into the distance.

Suddenly, Kitagawa felt a void in her heart, even in such a short time.

She hesitated for a moment, then couldn't help but catch up and stop at the door.

Quietly, she peeked out.

Lin Ze's tall figure receded into the distance in the corridor. Near the corner, due to the dilapidated state of the old residential area's lights, some were on and some were off, making his figure appear increasingly dim, as if he were about to blend into the night.

Suddenly.

A flash of light appeared. Lin Ze picked up his phone and made a call, but the sound coming through was unclear.

"Miyagi-kun..."

Kitagawa Ayane could only vaguely hear Lin Ze. She strained her ears to listen, but she only caught a name and words like "organize" before Lin Ze disappeared.

She bit her lip lightly and reluctantly closed the door.

Kitagawa Ayane paced back and forth in the one-bedroom apartment with her shoulders slumped. After passing through the entryway, she saw the small bed nearby and habitually sat down on it.

The warmth of the departed person lingers in the creases of the soft bed sheet.

It still exists.

……

Somewhere in Tokyo, at some time, on this night.

In an unlit room, light shone on the woman's face.

She had a slightly nervous smile on her face.

Slender fingers danced across the keyboard, typing out rhythmic characters, while everything around them blurred into the darkness.

The sound of clicking a mouse rang out.

Snap, snap, snap—

The cursor moves across the computer screen, moving photos one by one into the drafts folder, while large blocks of text are placed behind the photos.

The woman seemed to be writing something, but it didn't look like she was working.

She was completely immersed in her writing, getting more and more into it, forgetting about time, and occasionally letting out a nervous laugh.

It can be displayed on the screen.

Those sheets, one by one.

These are clearly photos of Lin Ze; every single one of them was taken without his knowledge.

……

At the intersection of Tokyo Electric Shokai Road, Lin Ze was on the phone with his classmate, Miyagi Suzuo.

He held the car with one hand, not in a hurry to leave immediately.

Section Chief Minamino assigned a very difficult task these past two days—each person had to write a case analysis report, summarizing the entire diagnosis and treatment process of typical and difficult cases received by the University of Tokyo Hospital, and analyzing the basis for diagnosis and treatment and the logic behind the selection of treatment plans.

The interns were stumped.

Even Suzuo Miyagi, who always had excellent grades, was a little unsure of what to do.

We can only discuss it with Lin Ze.

"My suggestion is to process the format first, and then do it like filling in the blanks. For example, the case analysis report I saw at noon, the patient's autoimmune liver disease, first check with medical books."

"Then I'll go buy the book tomorrow," Miyagi Suzuo's gentle voice came from the phone.

"No need, I'll bring it to you tomorrow morning. I happen to have a very detailed one on hand."

"Is that so... That's great, but I'm still a bit confused just by referring to the book. How about we talk about it at noon tomorrow with Sano-kun?"

"Sorry, I have an appointment for lunch," Lin Ze said truthfully.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment.

"Well... if you already have plans, then there's nothing I can do."

"Then let's do this for now."

“Wait a minute,” Miyagi Suzuo paused for a moment, then continued, “How about noon the day after tomorrow? I mainly want Lin Ze to help me check the case analysis report and see if there are any problems…”

"I also have an appointment the day after tomorrow."

"...You don't have appointments every noon, do you?"

“Yes,” he answered without hesitation.

Providing nutritious meals for Kitagawa Ayane-senpai is a long-term task, and this is already the second life intervention task (5/10).

Once it's completed, you'll receive points and funding again.

He wouldn't let such an opportunity slip by.

Feeding him was difficult at first, but once his cooking skills improved significantly, the task became like giving away points for free.

Just as he was thinking about it, the system's task appeared in his mind again.

"Two aspects of lifestyle intervention: Physical exercise (0/5)"

"The patient needs to be in good physical condition. Please take the patient, Kitagawa Ayane, for a walk in your spare time."

"Good physical strength helps fight illness and improves tolerance."

"Important Notes: Each exercise session should last at least 30 minutes. Each session should establish a connection with the patient in a specific way. Please purchase these items yourself using your own funds."

Lin Ze was slightly stunned as he accepted the system task.

On the other side, Miyagi Suzuo's soft call came through.

"Lin Ze... Lin Ze, are you still there?"

(End of this chapter)