How can I live beside Conan who vomits blood from time to time?

This is indeed a play, yes, but a heavyweight character has been added to the play.

Thinking about it, Kazama Crane turned his gaze to Nagai Miishi who had been silent since entering.

Actor number three arrives.

Nagai Miishi looked straight at Kazama Crane and saluted solemnly.

"Mr. Kazama, long time no see."

Kazama Crane said that if the meeting place was not a hospital, maybe he would be happier.

Nagai Miishi has always been calm and serious, and he didn't pay much attention to Kazama Crane.

He walked straight over, and then began to observe Kazama Crane's situation, thinking about keeping records in the notebook, and giving instructions to the nurse behind him.

As he said a word, the little nurse who followed behind came in and out.

It didn't take long for heart rate monitors, blood pressure monitors and other testing devices to be brought over.

Kazama Crane lay on the hospital bed, watching the empty room gradually being filled with various testing instruments.

So... These two guys plan to take this opportunity to have a comprehensive test for themselves?

The plan set up by these two smart people perfectly interprets the words "multiple actions with one stroke".

The idea is good, but Kazama Tsuru said he didn't want it at all.

Gotta start the counterattack soon.

By the way... where did Conan go?

Igarashi watched Kazama Crane staring at several instruments, with a bitter face, and glanced at the time quietly.

Is this silver bullet ready... If you don't come over quickly, it will be too late.

Just as he was thinking, the sound of opening the door sounded just right.

"Hoo, hoo, I, I'm back!"

Kazama Crane looked over and saw that Conan was standing at the door of the ward, sweating profusely, and his whole body was full of exhaustion.

"Conan, this is..."

Conan looked dusty.

Maybe it is very common on other children, and they will be covered in dust once they go out to play, but in Conan, such a scene is not common.

Kazama Crane looked up and down at Conan and asked a question.

Listening to Kazama Crane's question, Conan didn't answer immediately, but took a few deep breaths.

He was really tired.

Who knows why this part of the plan is done by myself! !

He rested for a while, looked at the curious eyes of several people in the room, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and showed a lovely smile.

"Actually, I want to go out and bring a dinner for Brother Igarashi and Brother Kazama~ However, it seems that there is no one for sale around..."

"So it's like this. I haven't come back for such a long time, and there is no news. I thought you were out to play and forgot the time~"

Igarashi said, walked over quickly, stretched out his hand, grabbed Conan's soft face and kneaded frantically.

"However, buying dinner or something is so cute~~ I thought you forgot about me~"

Conan struggled frantically, but his small body obviously couldn't break free from the oppression from Igarashi.

"I didn't, la, I just came back, it's a bit late..."

His face was kneaded crazily, and his speech was unclear and intermittent.

Nagai Miishi just glanced at these two people and continued to toss the equipment.

Seeing the two of them like this, Kazama Crane couldn't help but want to laugh.

Conan, you still have this day... hiahiahiahia

cough cough...

After all, Conan's eyes begging for help were too hot, and Kazama Crane smiled and raised his hand still dangling with needles to stop him.

"Alright Igarashi, Conan, he..."

"Mr. Kazama."

Before Kazama Crane could finish speaking, Nagai Miishi who was next to him yelled flatly.

Kazama Crane watched him staring at the back of his hand which was still dripping with needles, and put down his hand embarrassingly.

In the hospital or the doctor is the biggest.

"Okay, just protect Conan. He's only seven years old and he's running around. If you don't say what he said earlier, what will you do when you grow up?"

"At that time, maybe you can only find him in the missing person records of the Metropolitan Police Department! Xiaolan and Mr. Maori have been looking at his picture and crying all day long, calling his name..."

Barbara...

Igarashi said angrily, glanced at Conan, then turned around and walked towards Kazama Crane.

Conan looked at his back and carefully rubbed his face.

It's just for cover, so don't use such a heavy hand!

Conan looked at it bitterly, this guy must be secretly revenge! !

hateful……

"Nagai-kun, what's the matter, can you get the test results?"

The pen in Dr. Nagai's hand was still writing, and he answered casually.

"No, the equipment here is not as good as that over there. Some test results have large errors and cannot be accurate, and it is impossible to draw a conclusion based on these test results, and other tests are required."

Then there was an incomprehensible speech, and the names of various tests came out of his mouth, and the three of them were all confused.

In other words, Conan still barely knows a few of them, and Igarashi also has an impression of some of the more famous ones, but Kazama Tsuru is completely unaware of them.

But for him, he doesn't need to know anything, he only needs to know one thing - his time is probably gone.

What about the trip we talked about earlier?

Kazama Crane pursed his lips.

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After listening to Dr. Nagai's words, Igarashi was slightly silent.

He and Conan only thought of tricking Kazama Crane into the hospital, proceeded with the next step of the plan, and had a comprehensive check-up by the way, and never thought of the incomplete check-up at all.

It's bad……

If I had known earlier, I would have waited until I returned to Tokyo to start the plan...

But thinking about it this way, Igarashi still understands that if he really waited until Tokyo to start planning, then Kazama Tsuru would not have agreed to come to the hospital so easily.

"Then now..."

Igarashi Yang looked at Nagai Miishi and asked about the next arrangement.

Dr. Nagai didn't raise his head, and looked at the test results on the instrument from time to time, and was still recording them in his hand.

"Let's take a good rest for a while, I will contact the hospital and arrange other examinations as soon as possible."

"Okay, Nagai-kun, now his physical condition..."

As he spoke, Igarashi touched Nagai Miishi's arm quietly, and his pen instantly drew a line of ink on the paper.

Nagai Miishi frowned and was about to say something, when he suddenly remembered that he had promised Igarashi and Conan, and straightened his expression.

"Ahem, what..."

Nagai Miishi spoke to Kazama Crane, but couldn't help lowering his head, not looking into his eyes, the whole person was weird, twisting the paper with his hands unnaturally.

The whole thing looks like a child making a mistake.

Kazama Crane said that letting Dr. Nagai act in a play was a huge mistake in itself.

With such a serious personality, it is impossible to lie at first glance.

"What's wrong, Nagai-san?"

Although Kazama Crane really wanted to cooperate with the acting, but such an obvious mistake, even if he wanted to let go, he couldn't do it!

When Dr. Nagai was asked such a question by Kazama Tsuru, he panicked again, stuttering and almost speechless.

Seeing this, Igarashi and Conan cried out inwardly.

Conan reacted immediately.

"Ah, what was written in Dr. Nagai's book? Why did he stop suddenly? Is it serious so I dare not say it~"

Igarashi Yang listened to Conan's words, and became serious in coordination with him, frowning slightly, as if he was very worried.

"Nagai-kun, can you show me what you wrote?"

Dr. Nagai now, even if he can't act, he knows what to say next.

"No, the patient's condition must be kept confidential."

"But……"

Igarashi was a little anxious, frowning and took a step forward.

Not to mention, he acted quite emotionally.

"Forget it, Igarashi, you can take Conan out first."

"Wind room?"

Igarashi Yang turned his head and looked over, as if he didn't expect Kazama Crane to say that at all.

"Don't worry, I'll tell you later."

Kazama Crane lay on the bed, comforting with a soft smile.

The smile was shallow, without any hint of sadness, as if he didn't care about his body at all.