Conan: Start with three choices, but sequence potion

Chapter 234 Conan is dead
".That's just the way it is."

Outside the operating room with the surgical lights on, Dr. Agasa timidly explained the situation to everyone who had rushed to the hospital.

"So, what you mean is that this group of kids encountered robbers dumping a body in the wild, and then this guy arrived at the critical moment and stopped the robbers from shooting them, but was shot from behind by another robber?" Kogoro Mouri was dumbfounded.

"Uh" Dr. Agasa had no way to refute his summary, so he said "hmm".

"How is your injury?" Miyano Shiho was still more concerned about the business. Her calm tone made the somewhat panicked Dr. Agasa calm down.

"The doctor in the ambulance checked and said that the bullet was on the left side of the abdomen. The bullet went through the back and exited from the front. It didn't stay in the body, but a lot of blood was lost, and they are not sure whether the kidneys were damaged."

The more she listened, the more worried Mao Lilan looked at the operating room, and there was a hint of mist in her eyes.

"Don't worry too much." An He comforted her, "Conan is a lucky guy, he will be fine."

"I hope so." Mao Lilan nodded, but her worry did not diminish.

"Yes, today's medical equipment has undergone new technological iterations, which should greatly increase the survival rate for this type of surgery." Dr. Agasa also remembered the news he had heard from the Church of the Knower, and murmured to convince himself.

Anhe was not sure that Conan was fine because of these reasons.

Of course, it’s not just because of his role as the protagonist.

But there is a certain basis.

So cold.

so dark.

Where is this?

Conan's consciousness slowly awakened in the chaos, but the senses he received were extremely unfamiliar, making him feel empty, lonely and very scared.

Although he didn't even seem to be able to sense the emotion of "panic" very clearly now.

'Am I dead?'

In this state of nothingness, it is natural that no answers will be given.

"I don't want to die yet."

"There are still many regrets."

"I think Hattori will be sad for several days."

"What a pity, I didn't tell Xiaolan my identity in the end."

"I feel a little sorry for my parents, even though they said it so nicely at the beginning."

[It seems like you have a lot of regrets, little guest. ]

The familiar yet unfamiliar gentle tone seemed to ring directly in my ears.

Conan's stagnant thoughts took a while to react before he remembered the owner of the voice.

'It's Mr. A.'

'I'm sorry, I couldn't fulfill my promise. I might die.'

[When the God of Death was still alive, he never snatched anyone from me. Now that He has fallen, it is even more impossible for such a thing to happen.]

[My dear little guest, you are my chosen one. Death is not the end of everything for you.]

Conan opened his eyes blankly, feeling a little dizzy and unable to see anything clearly, but the distinction of colors made him realize the reality.

Strange ceiling.

No.
Conan soon realized something from the IV drip hanging nearby and the slight chill coming from the back of his hand.

It looks like a hospital.

Are you saved?

He raised his head slightly and tried to stand up, but was suddenly startled by a huge black shadow. He lost his strength and lay back down.

"What's this?"

The hoarse, almost inaudible voice seemed unfamiliar to Conan.

Is this his voice?
Why do I feel like a devil that just crawled out of hell?
Come to think of it, this shadow seems a little familiar.

The newly awakened brain moved a little slowly, and Conan struggled to search for some traces from his fragmented memories.

It's the blasphemy card.

grim Reaper.

Conan found that his clothes had been changed into hospital gowns.

This is understandable, after all, it is a surgery.

I wonder if the blasphemous card that was originally in my clothes has been discovered by anyone.

Looking at the shadow of the god of death in front of him, who seemed to be staring at him silently, holding a sickle high in his hand, as if ready to fall at any time, Conan always had an inexplicable intuition -

That card of blasphemy may have disappeared.

Trying hard to ignore the shadow that covered almost half of his vision, Conan endured the dull pain in his abdomen, sat up, and at first sight saw the figure sleeping on the bed.

"orchid?"

That was Xiaolan. She was wearing a large suit jacket that looked like the one the uncle often wore.

"Awake?" The second thing I saw was Mr. An He sitting on the sofa next to me, peeling an apple with a knife.

An He picked up a whole apple peel with satisfaction, and then took a bite of the peeled apple.

Miyano Shiho fell asleep quietly on his shoulder.

"Hey, are you awake, little girl?" Uncle Maori pushed the door open and yawned, and pulled up Maori Ran's clothes that had slipped off her body.

"You have to thank Xiaolan. Luckily you two have the same blood type, otherwise you would have gone to heaven."

Uncle Maori muttered quietly, "What kind of a shitty hospital is this? They don't even have type A blood."

Conan glanced at the girl beside the bed with a complicated feeling. She seemed uneasy even in her sleep, and her slender eyelashes trembled.

He turned to ask Xiang Anhe, his voice so hoarse that it made people worry that his vocal cords were torn.

"Where's everyone?"

An He threw away the perfect apple peel and glanced at him: "You were unconscious for a whole day, and those kids can't stay up all night like us."

Conan pulled the corner of his mouth awkwardly and felt his facial muscles a little stiff.

"This ward was built for you by Yuanzi. When the young lady heard that you were seriously injured, she asked for the best doctor in the country to come."

An He finished the apple in a few seconds and clapped his hands.

Conan was a little touched. No wonder this ward was a single room and was so well decorated.

Time flies, and several days and months pass by, and a week has passed in the blink of an eye.

During this period, Anhe and Miyano Shiho also took time to visit Conan several times, but it was Mao Lilan who took care of him more. She was in the ward almost all day and often made food for him that was easy for patients to eat.

Finally, they received good news from the doctor.

"Well, the major organs were not injured and the recovery after the operation is going well. It looks like he will be able to be discharged from the hospital in two or three days."

The doctor in charge of Conan looked at the report in his hand and said with a smile.

"Great!"

After hearing this, Mao Lilan finally felt relieved.

Suzuki Sonoko beside her also breathed a sigh of relief.

The doctor reminded him again: "However, because the body's resistance has weakened after the operation, this child has some upper respiratory tract infection, so it's best to pay attention to it."

"Infect?"

"It's just a cold." Miyano Shiho said concisely.

"Oh." Mao Lilan relaxed again.

Not far away, Conan, who was sitting in a wheelchair, was surrounded by three little ones. He was holding a game console in his hand, pressing buttons as if to avenge his hatred, and coughing from time to time. "Isn't this game pretty good?" Yuan Tai boasted with a smile.

"She's very popular at school recently!" Ayumi agreed.

Mitsuhiko pointed at the screen and said, "Over there! Over there!"

An He appeared out of nowhere from behind a few children, reached out and took the game console.

"Unfortunately, Game over."

He said in a calm but unquestionable tone: "The patient should go back to his room to rest."

Mao Lilan came over and held the handle of the wheelchair, and smiled at the three children: "It's getting late, you should go home too."

"Ok."

The three little ones were a little discouraged, but they were not ignorant, so they did not stay too long to disturb Conan's rest.

"Goodbye then, Conan!"

"We'll wait for you at school!"

"Get well soon!"

They waved and ran away.

Conan looked at their backs and smiled softly.

Suzuki Sonoko watched the children disappear around the corner of the corridor before she looked away.

"Come to think of it, if I'm discharged from the hospital in two or three days, it would be just in time for the school festival to be at its busiest, and that would also be the time for our performance."

She leaned over and looked at Conan, then said to Mao Lilan: "You are busy early that morning, how are you going to take this child out of the hospital?"

Mao Lilan smiled and said, "Can I ask my dad to help?"

"We can stop by to pick him up then." Miyano Shiho interjected, "After all, Awa-kun and I are also going to visit your school, so it won't be a big deal."

As she said this, she poked An He next to her.

"Huh?" An He looked up from the intense game, looking a little dazed.

"Oh, yes." After responding, he immersed himself in the exciting game again.

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Miyano Shiho couldn't stand it anymore and elbowed him.

She thought that this guy was not thinking about the patient at all, but was taking the game console because he was greedy!
Suzuki Sonoko and Mouri Ran watched the interaction between the two and laughed, enjoying themselves very much.

"By the way." Suzuki Sonoko suddenly remembered something and poked Mao Lilan's shoulder, "Have you informed him?"

"Him?" Mao Lilan was a little confused.

"That guy Shinichi!"

Suzuki Sonoko's eyes widened: "If he knew you were playing the leading female role, he would definitely come running back!"

"That's impossible."

Mao Lilan shook her head, a little amused: "He must be thinking about his cases, and then said something like 'Sorry, let's talk next time' and hung up the phone in a hurry."

Conan, who was sitting in a wheelchair, moved his ears, and then the aho hair on his head drooped down as if it had wilted.

"That, that!"

He suddenly interrupted their conversation with a loud voice, as if he had made some important decision.

Everyone looked down at him.

"Brother Shinichi, he said"

Conan's voice suddenly became quieter, but then firmed up again.

"He said he would come!"

Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko looked at each other.

Miyano Shiho also winked at Anhe.

"Did he really say that?" Mao Lilan asked Conan, and it was unclear whether she had any expectations.

"Yes!" Conan nodded heavily, "I secretly called Shinichi before, and this is what he said."

"Hmph, he has some conscience." Suzuki Sonoko crossed her arms and applied eye drops.

An He silently watched the boy make such a boast.

He finally knew how this kid usually courted death.

As Conan, I have to go to the school festival. As Kudo Shinichi, I have to go to the school festival.
This is different from the original world line. There is no Haibara Ai to play double act with you, kid.

Are you really expecting Osaka Kurokichi to play the role of "Kudo Shinichi"?
He couldn't help but start to wonder what new ideas this kid could bring to him.

Miyano Shiho watched the guy next to her with an interesting expression, and she knew at a glance that he was thinking about something evil again.

Fortunately, the ward was not far ahead.

Before they reached the door of the ward, they heard a loud noise coming from inside.

"How come you bought lilies?"

"You're so long-winded! Isn't it enough to just have flowers?"

Suzuki Sonoko was stunned: "The sound seems to come from Conan's ward."

The corners of Conan's mouth twitched.

Just from the familiar Kansai accent he knew who the visitor was.

Sure enough, as soon as they opened the door, they saw a dark-skinned boy arguing with another girl with a high ponytail.

"Idiot! Lily means 'head falling', it's too unlucky to use it to visit the sick!"

Yuanshan Heye pointed at the bouquet of flowers on the table, speechless.

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier when you bought it? Idiot!" Hattori Heiji retorted loudly.

"It turns out to be Hattori and Kazuha." Ran Mouri pushed Conan's wheelchair in, and Anhe helped to push the door.

The two people in the room finally stopped arguing.

Hattori Heiji smiled awkwardly: "We heard that the kid was seriously injured. We happened to have a day off today, so we came to take a look."

"What's the situation?" Yuanshan Heye asked with concern.

Mao Lilan smiled and said, "Don't worry, the doctor said that if everything goes well, you can be discharged from the hospital in two or three days."

Hattori Heiji pushed Toyama Kazuha's back and pushed her out of the ward: "Forget it, forget it. Then go buy some auspicious flowers."

Yuanshan Heye's cheeks puffed up, and he felt quite aggrieved: "What kind of attitude is that?"

Hattori Heiji bared his teeth at Mao Lilan, Suzuki Sonoko, Miyano Shiho and Anhe: "You should take her with you, so that this guy won't get lost."

Miyano Shiho looked at the Osaka black chicken suspiciously, then looked at Conan in the wheelchair, as if thinking about something.

"that."

Just as Mao Li Ran was about to say something, Hattori Heiji laughed and sent her out the door, closing it behind her.

Conan and Hattori Heiji were the only ones left in the room.

"Tell me." Conan climbed onto the bed, covered himself tightly with the quilt, and coughed twice, "What is your real purpose for coming here?"

Hattori Heiji picked up the lily bouquet, threw it into his arms, and rolled his eyes: "I say, I came all the way from Osaka to see you, why are you so cold?"

"Aren't we good brothers who share weal and woe?" He winked in a rather disgusting manner.

"Stop talking nonsense." Conan turned his head away with disdain and squinted at him. "I can tell at a glance that you deliberately bought the wrong flowers and used this as an excuse to send everyone else away, right?"

"As expected, you're a Kanto high school detective who's as famous as me." Hattori Heiji smiled and sat down beside the bed.

(End of this chapter)