Conan's Unscientific Detective

But judging from the sound, Fujino was not in danger.

Huihara Ai breathed a sigh of relief.

…………

Although those screams were very consistent with Fujino's methods.

However, having just encountered the criminals, they did not take it lightly and showed up.

After dealing with the last long-haired man, Fujino simply cleaned up the scene and used Hawkeye to find Conan and his group.

"Brother Fujino, Conan is injured!"

Ayumi hugged Fujino's thighs and burst into tears.

"I know."

Fujino glanced at the panicked children, then walked over to Conan who was leaning against the stalactite: "How do you feel now?"

"Huh...huh...a shot in the stomach..."

Conan was breathing heavily, with cold sweat on his brows, revealing his T-shirt with blood staining his abdomen.

Fujino: "Let me check your injuries first."

Conan cooperated and lifted up his clothes.

Fujino moved the magic wand closer and saw a blood-stained Band-Aid on the snow-white belly.

When the Band-Aid was removed, there was a bloody gun muzzle underneath, and the wound was still bleeding.

"Penetrating wounds... arterial abrasions causing bleeding... the kidneys were not injured."

Fujino determined Conan's current injuries at a glance and murmured to himself.

Judging from the entrance of the gunshot wound, it should have been caused by the bullet fired from the mushroom-headed gun.

This type of bullet does not have high lethality, but has strong penetrating power, so there is no bullet remaining in Conan's abdomen at this time, it is a penetrating wound.

Fortunately, there was no damage to the internal organs.

But judging from the amount of bleeding, it seems that the abdominal artery was scratched.

"How about it……"

Conan looked down at the muzzle of his gun and said, "Don't you know medical skills? Please help me deal with it."

"Let me take you out first."

Fujino shook his head and then picked up Conan: "You can't treat gunshot wounds without a medical kit. What's more, this environment is not suitable for treating injuries."

…………

When we walked out of the stalactite cave, it was already dusk.

The dim light shone on the faces of several people.

"Conan, I'm sorry."

Ayumi lowered her head, her eyes red and tears welling up: "If we hadn't run into the stalactite cave without permission, you wouldn't have been injured..."

"It's not Ayumi's fault!"

Mitsuhiko glanced at Conan, whose clothes were covered in blood, and blamed himself: "I discovered this place. Ayumi and Conan both tried to dissuade us at that time..."

"It's my fault, really."

Yuan Tai also lowered his head: "It's all because I ran into those dead bodies, so..."

"So you know you're wrong?"

Fujino narrowed his eyes and glanced at the few little ones on the side who seemed to have really realized their mistakes.

"Well, it's not their fault."

Conan, who was held in Fujino's arms, tried to smooth things over weakly, "If it weren't for the three of them entering the stalactite cave, this murder case would have a chance of being solved..."

"..."

Fujino looked down at Conan who was about to turn into a bloody man.

So you mean to ask them to do it again next time, right?

It turns out that it was you who instigated it...

Forget it, since you are injured like this, I won’t bother with you.

"How are you guys?"

At this time, a sound came from not far away.

Fujino looked up and saw Dr. Agasa running towards him, panting.

"Blood...Fujino, are you hurt?"

Haibara Ai, who was following behind, was the first to notice the blood stains on Fujino's body. Her expression was calm, but her tone was a little worried.

"I'm not injured. This blood belongs to Conan."

Fujino glanced at the blood on his casual clothes and explained.

Afterwards, everyone took Conan back to the nearby camp.

Conan was laid flat on a blanket.

Several members of the Junior Detective Team gathered around.

"I've got the medicine box."

Huihara Ai brought the medical kit, took a look at the wound on Conan's abdomen, and said, "The bullet was on the left side, a penetrating wound. I don't know if there is any damage to the internal organs."

"No internal organs were injured."

Fujino took the medical kit and pulled out a pair of surgical gloves. "Although there is no damage to the internal organs, judging from the bleeding, the artery must have been scratched. Arterial suture is required... Otherwise, he will die of shock due to excessive blood loss."

"Arterial bruise?!"

A few of the little ones said anxiously: "Brother Fujino, please help sew it up quickly!"

"It's not that simple."

Huiyuan Ai glanced at the little ones and said with a serious expression: "This kind of arterial suture is very difficult. It is impossible to do it with the things in the medical kit now."

"Xiao Ai is right."

Fujino nodded in agreement: "This is a level 3 risk surgery, which requires anesthesia and various professional medical equipment to complete. Now I can only perform some emergency treatment."

Although he had already had a successful experience in performing intestinal resection and reattachment surgery on bamboo rats.

However, whether it is partial intestinal resection or intestinal suture, it is still within the range of secondary surgical risks.

With the help of medical knowledge, he is confident that he can perform level 2 and level 1 surgeries.

However, arterial suture is a level 3 surgery and is not within the scope of medical knowledge.

If you force it, Conan might be killed.

"Ugh?"

Hearing this, the little ones couldn't help but be stunned.

Conan: "..."

My life is over.

Ayumi burst into tears: "Conan!"

Mitsuhiko was also a little panicked: "What should I do?!"

Genta: "Conan won't die!"

Fujino: "Don't panic. Although the artery was scratched, the amount of blood loss is not too much. He won't die for the time being."

The little ones were shocked: "Conan is not dead again?!"

Conan: "..."

Are you very unhappy that I am not dead?

Hey, hey! I'm still bleeding!

If you startle me again, I'll probably be dead soon.

"Okay, you guys help me."

Fujino took out a bottle of adrenaline from the medicine box, glanced at Conan's butt, and said, "Help Conan's hands and feet to prevent him from moving around."

"understand!"

Several of the little ones cooperated and grabbed Conan's hands and feet.

Conan: "???"

What is this going to do.

Why do I feel like I'm being cured to death?

Can I not ask you to treat me?

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 268 Conan: I would rather die than be watched!

"Take off your pants first."

Fujino held a large syringe in his left hand and stretched out his right hand, pretending to pull down Conan's pants.

"Wait! Why are you pulling my pants off?!"

Conan heard Fujino's whisper and suddenly became panicked.

He hurt his stomach.

Why pull down his pants in public?

"An injection of adrenaline, of course."

Fujino said seriously: "Given your current condition, the buttocks is the best place to inject."

He is certainly not a pervert, but he wants an adrenaline boost.

He didn't have any good hemostatic drugs, and conventional hemostatic methods could not delay abdominal arterial bleeding. He could only temporarily use adrenaline to stimulate the contraction of the arterial wall to stop the bleeding.

With his medical professional bonus, this degree of arterial bleeding is not a big problem.

At least you won't die if you hold on for a few more hours.

"Uh-huh!"

Several people nearby nodded in agreement: "I've had injections in the butt when I caught a cold before."

"Can that be the same?!"

Conan was speechless and cast a pitiful look at Haibara Ai and Dr. Agasa.

It seems like asking for help.

Haibara Ai:"……"

Turn away indifferently.

"Conan..."

Dr. Agasa almost called out Kudo's name subconsciously.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and changed his words immediately.

After a pause, he said helplessly, "You'd better take off your pants and let Fujino stab you. It will be troublesome if you lose too much blood and go into shock."

"Well, Dr. Agasa is right."

Fujino pushed the adrenaline needle: "You will definitely go into shock if the bleeding is not stopped in your current condition... My force is a bit strong, you have to bear it."

Conan: "..."

He is a seventeen-year-old high school detective!