Conan: Ke Xue’s daily life in the world of elderly care

"There is no clue about the murderer yet, and the Metropolitan Police Department is investigating."

Zhu Fu Jingguang was wearing a coat and leaning against the window in the hospital corridor. He spoke to the phone in a calm tone, "The wound has been sutured, but it only hurt the intestines. You need to eat light liquid food for a few days to facilitate healing, okay?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't know what he heard, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

He thought about it carefully and said helplessly, "He hasn't woken up yet, but he almost cried in the ambulance because of the scar left by the wound. He was afraid that his abdominal muscles would be ruined."

As soon as the words fell, the man's voice on the phone stopped instantly and fell into silence.

Gin thought silently for a long time, and finally took a deep breath and said in a cold voice, "Send me all the clues you know, as well as the progress of the case investigation within the Metropolitan Police Department."

Zhu Fu Jingguang:...

He thought about it carefully, but couldn't help asking, "You seem to distrust the Metropolitan Police Department."

"Should I believe it? Ha." Gin couldn't help but sneer, not even bothering to hide the sarcasm in his tone, "If I believed in the Metropolitan Police Department, I should be a good person who abides by the law now. Do you think I am like that?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang:...

It's hard to imagine and incredible.

Zhu Fu Jingguang sighed softly, "You should at least have some understanding of my identity. Am I an undercover agent planted by the organization in the Metropolitan Police Department now?"

"It makes no difference. I don't usually make things difficult for you, but you'd better be obedient at times like this." Gin sneered and lit a cigarette with his head tilted. "If he dies, your umbrella of protection will be gone, and... Scotland, who is the other undercover agent you are enduring to protect?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang:...

If he was scared before, he might want to use death to protect Zero, but now... he won't say it.

"Bad signal, hanging up." Zhu Fu Jingguang hung up the phone decisively, turned around and walked towards the ward.

A man was lying on a hospital bed in the room, staring at the ceiling with his eyes open. His face was pale and the corners of his lips were cracked, but he had no expression on his face. He obviously looked unhappy.

Noticing the movement, Tang Muqing moved his head, "You are finally back. Which little lover did you go to call? I almost thought I was hurt somewhere important and you were so cruel as to abandon me."

"You obviously called your lover." Zhu Fu Jingguang laughed and walked to the bedside to look down. "It seems that there is nothing wrong. You can say so many words just after waking up."

Tang Muqing pursed his lips and said, "Except for being a little thirsty, there is nothing wrong. I can't even feel the pain from the wound."

"The painkillers haven't worn off yet." Zhu Fu Jingguang responded, sitting on a chair beside the bed and holding up a glass of water, "But you can't drink water now."

As he spoke, Zhu Fu Jingguang took out tweezers and cotton balls from a cabinet nearby, dipped them in water and slowly sprinkled them on Tang Muqing's lips like a Bodhisattva, "Just bear with it."

Tang Muqing:...

He is indeed a straight man. What's wrong with saying something flirtatious about this topic at this time? !

Is it illegal?

Just because you can’t drink water doesn’t mean you can’t kiss, right?!

Tang Muqing turned his head away helplessly, "Really, I shouldn't have counted on you."

"You'd better use the time you spend lying in bed to figure out who hates you so much, so as to avoid being attacked again."

Zhu Fu Jingguang was helpless. He reached out his hand to cover Tang Muqing's palm where the infusion needle was inserted, and said calmly, "Or think about whether you should make an appointment for a scar removal beauty service for yourself."

"No, this kind of scar is very difficult to remove. It will remain there no matter what." Tang Muqing sighed heavily, feeling hopeless, "I want to die."

How about dying?

Ask the administrator to change your identity and send it back?

The scar on his chest was left by Gin, which was quite interesting. As for this one...

It's so sad to see it.

Zhu Fu Jingguang:? ? ?

Zhu Fujingguang stared at Tang Muqing with a confused look, his eyebrows slightly raised, the corners of his mouth seemed to twitch, and he hesitated, "What... did you say?"

Tang Muching turned his head again and spoke weakly while lying on the hospital bed, "I said that seeing this scar makes me want to die. I will be reborn without a scar."

Zhu Fu Jingguang:...

He suddenly felt that the world was a little psychedelic.

Or is it that something is not right with the mental state of the Japanese right now?

Zhu Fu Jingguang frowned, stood up after a moment of silence, and walked out of the ward.

"Where are you going?" Tang Muqing frowned, seeming a little angry and unhappy. "I'm in this state and you still won't accompany me? You have such a cruel heart! Can't you be more considerate to me?"

"I'll go report to Gin."

Zhu Fu Jingguang stopped helplessly, and when he turned around, his face was full of vicissitudes. "I now reasonably suspect that you are depressed because of the scars on your body, and I am also depressed because of your idea. I need a psychiatrist, and I think Gin also needs a psychiatrist."

Tang Muqing:...

what happened?

He is on the administrator's blacklist, can't he be a little more willful?

Tang Muqing frowned and looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang, "I suspect you are scolding me."