I've Never Been as Happy as I Am Today

The color drained completely from Jinmi Fushiguro's face in an instant.

I swayed a bit, but managed to grab the railing at the foot of the bed to avoid falling.

The doctor sighed, gave the nurse a look, performed some simple treatment, and then the group quietly left, gently closing the door to the Hospital Room behind them.

The footsteps in the corridor faded into the distance.

The only sounds in the Hospital Room were the regular beeping of the monitor and Jinmi Fushiguro sobs.

Before leaving, the doctor gave Keiko Fushiguro a painkiller. After the injection, the pain in her body gradually subsided, and her small body, which had been curled up and trembling, slowly relaxed.

Her face remained pale and weak, devoid of color, and her eyelids were so heavy she could barely lift them.

Her gaze Jinmi Fushiguro, who was standing guard by the bedside.

Despite still being gnawed by illness, Keiko gently raised her light, delicate hand and groped to grasp the Jinmi fingertips.

"Mommy... please don't cry."

Jinmi Fushiguro, who had been biting her lower lip to suppress her sobs, could no longer hold back her grief upon hearing her daughter's words of comfort.

Tears streamed down their clasped hands.

She leaned forward, her forehead pressed against the back of Keiko's hand, her shoulders heaving.

"I'm sorry, Keiko... I'm so sorry, it's all my fault." Her voice was broken and hoarse. "It's all my fault. I couldn't give you a healthy body, and you've suffered since birth. I'm useless."

Keiko blinked laboriously, a faint smile appearing on her lifeless face.

With her last bit of strength, she gently stroked her mother's palm.

"It's not Mommy's fault," she said slowly. "I'm already so happy that Keiko is Mommy's child, Mommy shouldn't blame myself..."

"But if Mom had been more capable, if Mom had found a way to truly save you sooner..."

Jinmi Fushiguro choked up, her words broken and fragmented.

"Mom was so foolish before, almost handing you over to bad people, almost losing even you as my last hope... Mom was so stupid."

"Don't apologize." Keiko gasped for breath.

The beeping sound on the monitor remained steady, only the curve dipped slightly downwards.

Keiko doesn't blame her mother, she never does.

"Her mother traveled to many places for Keiko, doing such dangerous jobs, and Keiko knew all of that."

Akuta leaned quietly against the wall in the corner of the Hospital Room, not disturbing them, and watched silently as the mother and daughter comforted and apologized to each other.

The two spoke in hushed tones, their tender, fragmented conversation filling the disinfectant-scented Hospital Room.

Keiko would occasionally pause for a long time, catching her breath before she could continue speaking. Each additional word she uttered consumed the little strength she had left.

Gradually, the intervals between Keiko's replies grew longer and longer, and her grip on Jinmi's hand loosened little by little.

The fluctuations in the monitor's waveform gradually decreased.

The sharp, regular beeping sound remained consistent, but the curve representing the heartbeat on the screen gradually flattened out, one beep after another.

Drop!

A long, monotonous note suddenly rang out, piercing the last vestiges of tenderness in the Hospital Room.

Jinmi Fushiguro first looked down blankly at Keiko's small face, then suddenly turned her head to look at the monitor on the bedside table.

When she saw the line becoming flat, she froze, and the next moment, a long-suppressed sob burst forth.

She held Keiko's cold little hands tightly in her arms, her shoulders trembling violently.

Tears streamed down Keiko's quietly closed eyelids as she cried her heart out.

Akuta, standing to the side, scratched his head, crossed his hands in a gesture, and muttered:

"Domain Expansion, Divine Might Thunderous Altar."

The next moment, a dark Barrier surged and spread out from his body, silently enveloping the entire Hospital Room.

An altar enveloped in lightning slowly rose in the center of the Barrier.

Fine, wandering lightning patterns swirled across the altar, while the buzzing Cursed Energy transformed into a soft curtain of light that enveloped the surrounding area.

As the "Heavenly Restriction Tyrant," Jinmi Fushiguro cannot directly see anything related to Cursed Energy.

She was still immersed in endless grief, tightly holding Keiko's small hand in her arms, completely unaware of the changes in her surroundings.

Her eyes were blurry with tears, her head buried tightly in her hands, her heart felt as if it were being squeezed tightly by a hand, and even breathing was accompanied by a tearing pain.

Just then, Jinmi suddenly felt a change in Keiko in her hand.

Her tiny hands were like melted wax.

The skin and flesh transformed into flowing, shimmering pale purple plasma, losing their solid outline.

This scene lasted only a fleeting moment.

The plasma then reassembled and shaped itself, restoring the lifeless body to its original state.

Keiko Fushiguro lay quietly on the hospital bed once again, as if the strange occurrence just now was merely an illusion.

Jinmi Fushiguro's pupils suddenly contracted, and a surge of shock and anger rose within her sorrow.

She abruptly turned her head, her bloodshot eyes staring straight at Akuta standing in the corner, her voice hoarse and trembling from sobbing:

"What did you do to Keiko's corpse?!"

Megumi Fushiguro was filled with wariness and fear.

Although she couldn't see, as the "Heavenly Restriction," she clearly sensed that the man in front of her had just done something.

Born into a family of Jujutsu Sorcerer, she knew that some Curse User used evil magic related to corpses.

She was terrified that someone might do something strange to her body after Keiko left.

But just as she finished her question, a bewildered little girl's voice came from the hospital bed behind her.

"Mother?"

Jinmi Fushiguro shuddered, as if struck by an electric current, and her movements suddenly froze.

She stiffly and slowly turned her head, Keiko, who had previously seemed lifeless, actually sat up again from the hospital bed.

The little girl's pale cheeks lost their deathly pallor, and a layer of fresh, soft color rose to her cheeks.

His breathing became steady and long, and the weakness he had felt when he was on the verge of death was gone.

A pair of clear, bright eyes, still slightly dazed as if just waking up, were gently tilting their heads to look at me.

"Mom, why are you crying?"

The monitor's piercing beeping had long since disappeared, and a stable, vibrant heartbeat curve was now dancing on the screen, with gentle, regular beeping sounds.

Jinmi Fushiguro stared blankly at her living daughter before her, then reached out and tremblingly touched Keiko's forehead; the warm touch felt unbelievably real.

She opened her mouth, her throat tightened, a thousand words stuck in her chest, unable to utter a single one.

At this moment, the boundaries of the area rapidly disappeared, and the previously vanished Hospital Room reappeared.

Realizing what had happened, Jinmi Fushiguro turned her head in shock to look at Akuta.

"What... what have you done?!"

Akuta's face remained completely expressionless.

He raised his hand to wipe away non-existent sweat from his forehead and flicked his fingers.

"It's nothing, I just used my domain to reassemble Keiko's body."

And then, incidentally, they also eliminated all the cancer cells in her body.

No need to thank me, just call me Lei Feng.