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

A simple lunch was prepared in the ward. The small but nutritionally balanced meal was shared by the two of them, and the porridge with minced meat was also drunk up.

Tang Muqing wiped his hands, and then looked at Gin wiping his hands and mouth calmly. Finally, he couldn't help but asked with a smile, "How was it? Are you happy to have dinner with me?"

Gin:......

Gin glanced at Tang Muqing coldly, "Is this your first meal together?"

Wasn’t it in the restaurant that he and Tang Muching faced off for the first time?

Besides...

Not to mention going out together to earn money, in his free time, he used to stay in the safe house and lie down, but now he just stays at home with Tang Muching, watching movies and eating and drinking, right?

Really can't speak.

Gin raised his hand to touch his full stomach, glanced at the mail in the mailbox, took out his gun and bullets from his coat, checked them, and then loaded the bullets into the gun. He glanced around and looked at the rest room next to him, and asked calmly, "Are you planning to meet Rye here?"

Rye shouldn't tremble like Shirley does when she's near him, right?

"Are you going to stay?" Tang Muqing looked at Gin in surprise, raised his hand and tapped the back of Gin's hand with his fingertips, "If I don't meet them here, do I have to take a shower, change clothes and go to their house or restaurant to meet them formally?"

At this point, Tang Muqing couldn't help but smile, looking up at Gin with a gentle face, "If you don't know, you might think I'm meeting my father-in-law and mother-in-law. He's not my lover."

Gin lowered his eyes, raised the hand holding the gun, and slowly moved the muzzle down along Tang Muqing's brow, and after a while, it was against his chest, "Oh? Are you trying to get me out?"

Tang Muching wanted to see Heimai, which was no big deal. Even if Heimai was furious after being teased, he would still retain some rationality and not attack Tang Muching, but...

With the addition of Mary Akai who had taken medicine to regain her youth, he had no choice but to wait by the side.

"How could that be." Tang Muqing didn't mind at all that his life was in someone's hands. He just smiled at Gin as usual, "The Rye family is not worth me driving you away for them. If you want to stay, stay. It's just that the rest room is very small, and I'm afraid you will feel wronged."

Gin sneered, "You feel wronged? When I was learning how to kill, you might not have been born yet."

Tang Muqing:...

This body of mine is indeed a little young, but not that young, right?

He is thirty years old now!

Tang Muqing couldn't help but sigh, "I think you will feel wronged, and... Gin, you seem to have hidden something from me today."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gin's eyelids jumped and his cold eyes fell on Tang Muching's face.

Tang Muqing smiled as usual, raised his hand and touched Gin's chest and abdomen, pressing slightly with his palm through his shirt, "You go out every day to kill people and set fires, you must be injured? But it shouldn't be a knife or gunshot wound, it seems to be bruised."

As he said that, Tang Muqing raised his eyes and looked at Gin, "Did I guess right?"

Gin felt the pain in his ribs and couldn't help but groan, "If you could use your observation skills to prevent attacks, you might not be lying here."

"I can't help it. I can only see you in my eyes and heart." Tang Muqing rubbed Gin's ribs with his palm. "Wait for me in the cubicle when they come. I'll ask the nurse to bring the ointment."

Gin:......

Gin silently felt Tang Muqing's hand rubbing his ribs and then his chest. When the hand continued to move, he couldn't help but ask, "Are you checking or taking advantage of me?"

"Please be considerate of me." Tang Muching chuckled, withdrew his hand and leaned on the bed. The smile on his face turned into helplessness at this moment.

He lay on the bed in boredom, feeling the pain from the knife wound in his abdomen, his tone full of despair, "I usually don't go out of my way to eat greasy meat dishes, but when I'm lying in bed and can only drink porridge, I miss it especially. So it's the same."

Tang Muqing stared at Gin and said in an unclear tone, "Senior Gin is now just a feast that I can only look at but not eat for the time being."

Why did he have to hurt his abdominal muscles when there were other injuries?

That's the abdomen!

These muscles are used whether you are bending over, standing up or sitting down!

It’s frustrating just to think about it. He has to take care of his injuries even when he turns over.

Gin put the gun into his pocket, raised his hand to take a cigarette from the bedside table, lit it, bit it between his teeth and looked at Tang Muqing, "You brought this upon yourself."

It's just that I was greedy. Not only was I greedy, but I didn't pay attention when I opened the door. Now I was stabbed, right?

The consequence of not being careful is that now you can only lie in bed and sigh to the sky, feeling helpless.

Gin glanced at Tang Muching, turned around and walked into the lounge next door with his computer and mobile phone.

Behind a thin wall, the top killer wanted internationally, holding his weapon and ready to strike, watched the meeting with the mother-in-law that was about to take place in the ward...

No, it should be said that it is to meet the manufacturer of your own toys.

Tang Muqing couldn't help but smile and raised his hand to call Miyano Akemi.

The canary is not important. What is important is that Gin has been here with him for so long, it would be very inconsiderate not to bring him some fruit drinks or snacks.