An Invitation from Jinmi

Okinawa Prefecture First People's Hospital.

Jinmi Fushiguro held the "resurrected" Keiko Fushiguro, her whole body still trembling slightly.

Her fingers traced her daughter's back, hair, and face repeatedly, confirming that the little body had truly won the revival match.

Keiko Fushiguro felt a little breathless from her mother's embrace, and pushed her mother's shoulder with her small hand:

"Mommy, it's too tight..."

Across from her, Keiko's original attending physician was breathing more and more rapidly, and his fingers holding the X-ray film were trembling slightly.

"Impossible... This is absolutely impossible!"

The doctor murmured to himself, repeatedly holding up the newly taken X-rays under the light for comparison, once, twice, and a third time.

The tumor shadow, which was clearly visible in the imaging and occupied most of the brain tissue, has completely disappeared.

The brain tissue was smooth and intact, with no residual lesions. Even the blood vessels that had been deformed by cancer cells had returned to normal.

He raised his hand in disbelief and retested Keiko's vital signs. Every value on the monitor was steadily within the healthy range.

The doctor looked up at Jinmi Fushiguro, his voice filled with barely suppressed astonishment:

"Ms. Fushiguro, Keiko's brain cancer has completely disappeared! She's fully recovered!"

From a medical perspective, the spontaneous regression of late-stage brain cancer is nothing short of Miracles.

In all my years of medical practice, I have never seen anything like this!

Jinmi Fushiguro had one arm gently around Keiko's back, her heart pounding wildly.

Although Akuta had said that Keiko was alright, she still had some doubts in her heart, and the tension in her heart had not been relaxed.

After a second confirmation from the doctor, Jinmi Fushiguro finally confirmed that her daughter Keiko, had recovered!

The doctor didn't notice the ecstatic joy on Jinmi's face.

Unable to contain his excitement, he continued:

"I suggest arranging a full, in-depth medical examination immediately, and having all relevant tests done!"

We must find out exactly what caused such a critical brain cancer to disappear into thin air in such a short time.

If the underlying principle can be uncovered, it would be a revolutionary discovery for the entire medical community!

Keiko's body sample is of great research value, and we hope you will agree to cooperate with a series of follow-up examinations.

After he finished speaking, the Hospital Room fell silent for a moment.

Jinmi Fushiguro lowered her eyes to look at the bewildered Keiko in her arms. The little girl didn't know what the doctor meant by the examination; she was just obediently leaning against her mother.

The fear instilled by the Brain Swap scam she had just Kenjaku was still deeply rooted in her heart.

She knew all too well that once Keiko was included in the long-term study, she would be constantly bombarded with observations, sampling, and experiments.

Keiko will also become an experimental subject for repeated analysis, and will never have a peaceful and ordinary life again.

Jinmi Fushiguro slowly raised her head, the panic in her eyes fading.

Her gaze hardened, and she gently shook her head at the doctor.

"I'm sorry, doctor, we refuse further in-depth examinations."

The doctor was stunned, his face full of astonishment:

"Ms. Fushiguro? Do you know how rare this is?"

This is a once-in-a-lifetime case!

We are just conducting a routine check-up; it will not harm the child.

I just want to find the reason for the recovery...

"I understand your curiosity, and I thank you for taking care of Keiko all this time," Jinmi Fushiguro interrupted him.

She gently lifted Keiko up in her arms, her movements gentle yet leaving no room for negotiation.

"But Keiko is just a child, and I don't want her to become a subject of research later."

As long as she is healthy now, that's enough.

Keiko, let's go.

After saying that, Jinmi Fushiguro hugged Keiko Fushiguro and left without lingering. She quickly walked past the doctor who tried to stop her and went straight out of the Hospital Room.

Keiko leaned on her mother's shoulder, glanced back at the Hospital Room door, and waved her little hand at her doctor.

Goodbye, Doctor.

Inside the Hospital Room, the doctor stood alone, unable to come to his senses for a long time, muttering to himself about this inexplicable Miracles.

Outside the hospital.

As they exited the hospital, Jinmi Fushiguro stood on the steps, holding Keiko in her arms. The evening breeze blew in their faces, ruffling her hair.

She looked down at her daughter in her arms. Keiko was looking around with her big, round eyes, her face still showing the excitement of being discharged from the hospital, her legs swinging back and forth in her mother's arms.

Akuta followed behind, his hands in his pockets, looking as if he was about to take his leave.

Jinmi Fushiguro turned around, lowered her head slightly, and spoke earnestly:

"Thank you so much for everything... If it weren't for you, Keiko..."

She paused for a moment, not saying the word aloud, but simply hugging her daughter tighter.

"In short, I owe you my life, and whatever you ask for in the future, I will do it."

Akuta waved his hand.

"You can't say things like that. I just don't want to see Keiko leave like this."

He smiled at Keiko.

"Besides, this child is the protagonist of our era. If the world lost her, it probably wouldn't be able to continue functioning."

Keiko Fushiguro peeked out from her mother's shoulder and wrinkled her nose at him.

"Uncle, you're talking strangely. What do you mean by 'main character'? Keiko doesn't understand."

Jinmi Fushiguro watched the two bickering, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously curved into a smile.

But before the laughter could fully unfold, it was interrupted by a loud "gurgle" from Keiko Fushiguro's stomach.

The gurgling sound was particularly clear at the quiet hospital entrance.

Keiko's face flushed red, and she quickly covered her eyes with both hands, as if that would make nothing happen.

Jinmi Fushiguro looked down at her daughter, then looked up at the sky, which had become completely dark.

At this moment, the streetlights were all turned on, and the shops along the street gradually lit up their warm yellow signs.

"I'll take you home for dinner right away," she whispered to Keiko.

Keiko's eyes lit up instantly, and her earlier embarrassment vanished in a flash.

She clung to her mother's shoulders with her little hands, her voice rising an octave:

"Really? I'm all better now, so can I eat whatever I want? Can I eat meat? Can I eat hamburger patties?"

"Sure, sure, whatever you want," Jinmi Fushiguro replied with a smile, reaching out to pinch her daughter's cheek. "Mommy will make whatever you want to eat."

"Yay!" Keiko excitedly raised her two little arms, almost jumping out of her mother's arms.

After the cheers subsided, Keiko's eyes darted around, and she suddenly turned to look at Akuta, who was preparing to quietly retreat.

"Uncle!"

Akuta paused, a bad feeling creeping over him. "... What?"

"Come home with us for dinner!" Keiko invited excitedly, pointing her little finger at her mother, "My mom's cooking is amazing! It smells so good!"

Akuta subconsciously took half a step back, waving his hand rapidly:

"No, no, I won't go. You two can have a nice meal. What am I, an outsider, supposed to do..."

"Why don't you come along, Mr. Akuta?" Jinmi Fushiguro suddenly spoke up.

She pursed her lips, as if carefully choosing her words, before continuing:

"You've helped me so much, it would be too much for me to just say thank you verbally."

"How about... we go back and have a simple meal together? It'll be a small token of my appreciation."

As she spoke, she added:

"It's nothing valuable, but it's a token of my appreciation."