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Chapter 230 Medicine for Treating Colds: Suppositories! Ai's Research

"A sneeze."

"A sneeze."

"A sneeze."

Conan sat in his seat, his eyes drooping, sneezing incessantly. He reached for a few tissues, blew his nose forcefully, then crumpled the tissues into balls and threw them into the trash can hanging next to the table, but his nose became even more red and swollen.

Then he put his mask back on.

Oh no, my head is getting heavier and heavier, and my breathing isn't normal. I feel like I'm going to get a fever.

I hate this time of year when the seasons change; it's so easy to catch a cold.

I used to rarely catch a cold, so why do I catch colds so often now that I'm a child? Could it be that there's something wrong with the medicine those guys are giving me?
Did it weaken my immune system?
It must be like this.

Conan became more certain, and he gained another reason to defeat the Black Organization.

"Conan, are you alright?"

At this moment, Ayumi, Genta, and Mitsuhiko ran over and surrounded Conan, asking him with concern.

Upon hearing this, Conan drooped his eyes, sniffed, and said in a muffled voice, "It's nothing, just a bad cold, nothing serious."

"I think I'll be fine in a couple of days, and I already took some cold medicine when I left home this morning."

Ran had originally told him not to come to school and to rest at home for a day, with Kogoro Mouri taking care of him.

But he gave up on that option.

Because letting Kogoro Mouri take care of him would only make things worse, since Uncle Mouri isn't exactly a caring guy.

Moreover, it would be even more troublesome if I passed on my cold to Uncle Mori while taking care of him.

So he chose to take cold medicine and then come to school.

But now it seems the cold medicine isn't working; my head is getting heavier, and my breathing is getting heavier after putting on a mask.

It seems that getting a fever is only a matter of time.

Ayumi looked concerned: "But you look very uncomfortable. Do you have a fever? Should we go to the infirmary?"

She touched Conan's forehead, and placed her other hand on her own forehead as well.

"It seems a bit hot. Let's go to the infirmary, Conan," Ayumi said.

"Is it already hot?"

At this moment, Mitsuhiko also placed his hand on Conan's forehead to test his temperature.

"Really, it's a bit hot. This might be the beginning of a fever. You really need to go to the infirmary or go home to rest," Mitsuhiko said.

"It's okay, I can hang in there a little longer until school is over. Then I'll go home and rest for a bit, and I should be fully recovered by tomorrow," Conan said with a forced smile.

He really wanted to go back and lie down to rest, but only Uncle Mori was home, so he had to wait until Ran got out of school.

Because Xiao Lan was taking care of me back then.

Ran is a positive buff to him, while Uncle Mori is a negative buff.

So he can still hold on.

"No, let's go to the infirmary. I'll go find Mr. Kitahara."

Genta volunteered and rushed out of the classroom.

"Genta. Honestly, I already said it's nothing, why did he bother the teacher again?"

Conan got up to try to stop him, but he couldn't stop him at all, and his head started to spin, and he almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Ayumi and Mitsuhiko were nearby and managed to catch Conan in time.

"Conan."

Ayumi whispered something to Mitsuhiko.

At this point, Conan felt double images appearing in front of him, with Mitsuhiko and Ayumi appearing as two or even three people.

And my body also felt hot, which was a bit strange.

At that moment, he felt his eyelids getting heavy.

What's wrong with me?
"Conan, Conan, what's wrong?"

Ayumi and Mitsuhiko were calling out to Conan, but Conan only felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier.

Just then, he saw two familiar figures and couldn't help but murmur to himself.

"Kitahara-sensei Genta"

After saying that, Conan's head lolled to the side and he passed out.

"She really has a fever."

Kitahara Natsuhiro held Conan in his arms with one hand and reached out to feel the temperature on his forehead.

Although it's not hot enough to fry an egg, it's certainly hot enough.

"Teacher, is Conan alright?"

Ayumi and the other two asked questions.

Upon hearing this, Kitahara Natsumi glanced at Conan and said softly, "It's nothing, just a common cold and fever. It's nothing serious. Go to the infirmary for a suppository, and then take a nap. You'll be fine."

"What are suppositories?" Yuan Tai asked, scratching the back of his head.

Mitsuhiko, standing nearby, replied, "I know. It involves administering medication through bodily cavities, such as inserting the drug into the anus and then releasing it. This method is more effective than the normal method."

"I see." Genta nodded, seemingly understanding.

Kitahara Natsuyu said, "That's about it."

"Alright, I'm going to take Conan to the infirmary now. You guys continue your lessons in the classroom."

"Yes!"

Although they really wanted to accompany Conan to the infirmary, under Kitahara Natsuhiro's intimidating presence, they dared not make any rash moves and could only continue attending classes in the classroom.

"Ah."

Kitahara Natsuhiro nodded, then led Conan out of the classroom and headed towards the infirmary.

A short while later, he brought Conan to the infirmary.

Meanwhile, Ai was in the infirmary looking at the comics that Kitahara Natsuhiro had confiscated, a smile occasionally appearing on her face.

It's clear that Ai is having a pretty good time here.

"Ai-sensei"

Kitahara Natsuhiro walked in, called out softly, and then placed Conan on the bed.

After hearing the voice, Ai realized what was happening and turned to look at Kitahara Natsuhiro.

"Oh my, what brings you here?"

She put down her comic book, walked over to Kitahara Natsuhiro's side, and glanced at Conan on the hospital bed.

"This guy has a fever!"

Kitahara Natsuyu said, "Yeah, Conan has a fever, but he still insists on going to class because he doesn't want to go back."

"When I got there, this guy was already down. What a capricious guy."

Ai's lips curled into a smirk: "I'm probably staying at school because I want Ran Mouri's help. If I go back now, Kogoro Mouri will probably take care of me." "If you want Kogoro Mouri to take care of you, you might as well stay at school."

"Makes sense."

Kogoro Mouri knows everything, but he has absolutely no idea how to take care of people.

“Let’s treat Conan,” Kitahara Natsuhiro said.

Ai nodded, walked up to Conan, and began to examine him.

"It's just a common fever, nothing serious. A suppository and a good night's sleep will do the trick," Xiao Ai said. "By the way, has he been catching colds a lot lately?"

Upon hearing this, Kitahara Natsuyu paused for a moment, then thought for a second: "It seems so, I've been catching colds quite often."

"what happened?"

"That stuff has affected his immune system to some extent, making him more susceptible to colds, but it's not a big problem."

Ai explained, then turned around and took out a suppository for treating colds and gloves from the medicine box, handing them to Kitahara Natsuhiro.

"I'll trouble you next."

The suppository needs to be inserted into the anus, which is something that Kitahara Natsuhiro would naturally have to do for him, provided that the patient is male.

"it is good."

Kitahara Natsuhiro nodded, opened the suppository packaging, put on gloves, took off Conan's pants, and turned him over.

The next second, he swiftly inserted the suppository into Conan's body.

The moment the suppository entered his body, Conan frowned and a look of pain appeared on his face, but this pain came and went quickly.

"nailed it."

Kitahara Natsuhiro took off his gloves, threw them into the trash can, and then covered Conan with a blanket.

All that's left is to let the suppository take effect, and Conan's fever will subside. After a few more hours of sleep, he'll be fine.

At this moment, Kitahara Natsuyu suddenly thought of something and turned to Ai: "Ai, do you want to draw some blood from this guy so you can study it?"

Hearing this, Ai was taken aback: "Didn't you say that we didn't need to continue researching this drug?"

While she was still organizing the research institute, she began developing version 3.0 of APTX-4869 for Kitahara Natsuhiro. Although she had made some progress, more time was needed for further research.

Later, Kitahara Natsuhiro asked her to stop the research. After all, he could actually make people live forever, it was just a bit more complicated.

Moreover, Ai Haibara lost that research support after leaving the research institute, making it extremely difficult for her to actually develop the research.

So let's just forget about it.

The reason for having Ai Haibara draw Conan's blood was just in case; if they suddenly needed it, they wouldn't have to rush.

"It was just in case, and since it was Conan's blood that was drawn, what they could probably develop was an antidote." Kitahara Natsuyu shrugged and said, "Conan probably has some kind of antibody in his body, which is why he was able to resist the drug's effects and didn't die, but his body shrank."

"Do you want me to develop an antidote to restore this kid's body to its original state?"

"Because this kid is your son now?" Ai teased.

Because of Yukiko, Conan has now become her son.

However, that brat Conan has always refused to admit it.

“Not necessarily, it depends on the situation,” Kitahara Natsuyu said. “If Conan behaves well, I might give him the antidote. But if he behaves poorly, I won’t be so kind, even if he is Yukiko’s son.”

"And this is on the premise that you develop an antidote."

"The antidote is still just a pipe dream, it's not up to me to decide."

He wasn't a researcher; he was just an ordinary person with Gastly powers.

"Then let's draw a vial of blood. I'll study it when I get home." Ai nodded and took a syringe out of a cabinet.

"hiss"

Upon seeing the syringe, Kitahara Natsuhiro felt a stinging sensation in his body.

"You actually prepared all these things? Have you been wanting to draw Conan's blood for a long time?"

Ai smiled slightly: "Actually, when I first arrived here, I did have this idea."

"I just got too relaxed later and forgot about it."

"But being too idle isn't good either; it's a bit boring. Let's just draw some of this guy's blood and I'll study it."

"Besides, the school's equipment is just sitting idle anyway, so let's make use of it."

Teitan Elementary School is one of Tokyo's top elementary schools, with a very strong teaching staff.

Even a place like the infirmary has pretty good equipment, enough for Ai to conduct basic research for now.

If we want to go deeper, these devices are insufficient to support further research.

“Alright, then you can study it first,” Kitahara Natsumi said. “But let’s draw some blood from Conan first.”

"But he has a fever now, will there be any problems with drawing blood?"

Ai shook her head and said, "No, a little bit is enough. Let's start with 50cc."

Conan is a sustainable resource, and he's also sick, so we'll extract less from him first, and then extract more once he's almost fully recovered.

After the extraction, feed it some good food and it will recover. Once it recovers, extract a little bit more.

This way, it can be reused and never run out.

"Okay, I'm here to help."

With Kitahara Natsuhiro's help, Ai quickly completed the blood collection from Conan, though a needle prick was left on her arm.

The needle mark will remain on his body for several days, and may even leave bruises and pain.

But it's okay, these are all normal reactions to a cold and fever.

After all, you have a cold and fever, so a blood test came back normal; there's nothing wrong with it.

"It's all taken care of. Now we can just leave Conan here. Once he sweats it out, his fever will go down, and he can sleep for a bit more."

“There’s nothing to worry about,” Ai said.

“I’ll stay here with you. I don’t have any classes this afternoon anyway, so I’m pretty free,” Kitahara Natsuyu said.

There was no physical education class today, so he was free to use his time.

"it is good."

Ai nodded, returned to her seat, and began fiddling with Conan's blood in the test tube.

Kitahara Natsuyuya picked up the comic book and started reading.

After an unknown amount of time, Conan finally woke up from his sleep. He opened his eyes, stared at the white ceiling, and his thoughts returned to the time before he fainted.

"I fainted because of a cold and fever, so am I in the school infirmary now?" Conan sat up from the bed, feeling energetic and no longer dizzy.

Then, he saw Kitahara Natsumi and Ai not far away, and there was a test tube standing upright on Ai's table, with red liquid inside.

Red liquid?
Upon seeing this, Conan looked down at himself, rolled up his sleeves, and then saw the needle marks on his arm.

"As expected, they drew blood, but it's just a cold, so there's nothing we can do about it."

"However, my identity..."

Just as Conan was lost in thought, Kitahara Natsuhiro walked over: "Son, you're finally awake?"

(End of this chapter)