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

Various subtle expressions and movements of Kazama Tsuru during the conversation just now emerged in Conan's mind.

His stomach hurts?

It happened suddenly...but...

A person who is constantly sick and doesn't carry his medicine with him?How did he know his identity?Originally, he wanted to hide the fact that he knew, but he suddenly admitted it?Is it because of my own questioning?Is it because of physical reasons that there is too little time to think?He just got sick again not long after he was discharged from the hospital?It seemed that there were problems with the lungs and heart before, but now there is also a problem with the stomach?How many diseases does he have?

There are more and more mysteries in Conan's heart.

On the other side, Kazama Crane walked quickly for a while, and stopped while holding his stomach against the wall.

Originally, the stomach pain was just a joke, but I didn't expect it to really start to hurt, and now there seems to be a painful feeling of being churned together.

Kazama Crane waited until he got used to the severe pain and became numb from the pain, then tried to distract himself and think intermittently.

Hiss... the system seems to wait for me to think of a certain pain every time, and then start to really stimulate the pain... or aggravate the symptoms after a trigger appears to make me feel a slight pain.

Then if I don't think indiscriminately and imply that I am actually healthy, can I escape such a mechanism?

Those rewards are nothing compared to physical health.

If he can avoid these pains, he would rather not have any rewards ╰(‵ ′)╯

woo woo woo...

"Mr. Kazama?"

Kazama Crane was clutching his stomach and retching when a familiar voice came from behind.

It's my editor Igarashi Yang.

He looked anxiously at Kazama Crane, seeing that he was a little unsteady on his feet, so he turned around and went to the side to give him a slight support.

He is not very old, about the same age as Kazama Tsuru, but his work ability is good, otherwise he would not be assigned to be in charge of such a famous writer as Kazama Tsuru.

He was just scolded by the editor-in-chief this morning because he hadn't communicated well with Kazama Crane, let's just forget about the new book, and he hasn't even set a date!

Letters from readers urging manuscripts were sent to the agency one by one.

But with Kazama Crane's physical condition, Igarashi Yang really couldn't urge him, and it was obviously difficult to force Kazama Crane to set a date.

Awful.

"How are you? Have you brought your medicine? Do you want to go to the hospital? Or can I buy you some water?"

Kazama Crane slowed down, looking at Igarashi Yang's sunny and handsome boy with worries on his face.

"I'm fine, Igarashi, don't worry too much."

This time he didn't dare to say "it will be fine in a while", for fear that the flag would stand up again, and then...

"Then I'll take you to my house for a while? You know, my house is very close, and it's only a short walk away!"

"That's too troublesome..."

"It's nothing to worry about. You know me anyway. You don't need to go to the club every day. You just need to complete the task. It doesn't matter if you don't go today."

In the end, Fengjianhe agreed to Wu Lanyang's proposal, and was supported by him all the way to his house.

Wu Lanyang's house is also not bad, it is very spacious, more than enough for one person to live in.

"Kazama-kun, you lie down first, I'll pour some water."

"It's really troublesome for you."

Kazama Crane's voice was full of weakness and a weak look.

"It's nothing, I can't help you less!"

Igarashi Yang smiled at Kazama Crane with his head exposed from the door, and ran to fetch water.

It turned out to be friends...

The original owner made good friends.

After that, Igarashi Yang let Kazama Crane drink some warm water, and found some medicine for him to eat.

Wu Lanyang sat by the bed, and the two chatted for a few words.

Maybe it was because of the effect of the medicine, Kazama Crane soon became sleepy and gradually fell asleep.

When he woke up again, it was already completely dark. Looking at the sky, it was probably midnight.

Kazama Crane couldn't fall asleep anyway, so he just got up.

He was much better now, except for a dull ache in his stomach.

He hasn't eaten anything for most of the day, but he doesn't have much appetite now.

In another room, Igarashi Yang was fast asleep.

Lying quietly with his eyes closed, he felt much less sunlight, and instead had a gentleness similar to Kazama Crane.

His house is indeed quite big, with all kinds of furniture, but it is very clean, it should be cleaned frequently.

There are not many traces of the kitchen being used. If you take a closer look, the kitchen utensils are not complete, so he probably doesn't know how to cook.

There are many photos everywhere, and a large part of them are photos of him and the original owner in various places. The two have known each other for a long time and traveled together for a long time.

The original owner was a travel writer, so he became the editor in charge of the original owner. This relationship is really good.

There are also many trophies and medals, all kinds of skills, it seems that Igarashi is still an all-rounder? !

Then the possibility that this house was built by himself is not low. Although housing prices in Tokyo are expensive, it is normal for people with so many skills to live better.

Finally, Kazama Crane looked around and stopped by the balcony.

There are many flowers and plants on the balcony, none of which are too expensive, but they are all taken care of very well. He should be a careful person.

Kazama Crane smiled softly, sat on a chair on the balcony, and watched the night quietly.

……

"Kazama? Kazama??"

Kazama Crane opened his eyes, and saw Igarashi Yang's face.

"Why did you fall asleep here? I went to the guest room to look for you but I didn't see anyone. I thought you left in the middle of the night, but I didn't expect you to run to the balcony."

Wu Lanyang straightened up and thought about it, with a look of displeasure.

"I used to be sick often, but now my body has become worse, so I don't take care of my body. I guess I'm going to have a fever again after blowing like this all night, really."

Kazama Crane woke up from his sleep, and a simple analysis made him understand the relationship between the two and Igarashi Yang's character, but he didn't pay much attention to his thoughts.

"It's really troublesome for you, I'm too bad, oh..."

Kazama Crane deliberately turned his head away in a sad look, the breeze blew by and his hair fluttered, making him look even more melancholy.

"Ah!" Seeing this, Igarashi Yang stepped forward eagerly.

"No, it's nothing. You've helped me so much. It's okay if I take care of you. Didn't you save my life in Nagano before..."

He explained a lot at a loss, and finally saw Kazama Crane's smiling expression.

"you……"

"I really appreciate Igarashi-kun's help, so can you pour me another glass of warm water?"

Igarashi Yang: ...

Feel cheated.

"Kaze..."

Dangerous tone.

"Ahem... Igarashi..."

Feng Jianhe coughed twice, frowned, covered his stomach with his hands, and spoke in a softer voice, with a pitiful and helpless air from top to bottom.

"Okay, okay, I'm going to pour water..."

Wu Lanyang's whole body was discouraged, and he slapped his forehead and turned to pour water. There was nothing he could do with a patient.

"Really, it didn't look that weak when I was in the wild before. What about the momentum of setting up a tent in one minute? Is it really the result of a more serious illness?..."

Igarashi Yang thought about it and left.

But he didn't see it at all. After he left, the smile on Kazama Crane's face gradually disappeared, clutching his stomach and retching several times.

The cramps... got worse overnight.

Awful.

Chapter 6 Haunted House Adventure

"Why don't you eat something? Since yesterday afternoon, you've only drank some warm water, so you won't be able to hold on."

"No, I can't eat it."

Feng Jianhe obediently lay back under the quilt under Wu Lanyang's broken thoughts. At this time, his face was pale and he was clutching his stomach, which made people worry.

"Are you really not going to the hospital?"

Wu Lanyang sat by the bed, saw Kazama Crane like this, pushed his hand away, and pressed his stomach lightly.

Kazama Crane frowned instantly, his body tensed up.

"Hiss...don't press...it hurts..."

"Oh... well, if you don't go to the hospital, why don't you go? You're such a bad guy. It's fine if you don't go to the hospital before, but if you don't go now, you will trouble me. Forget it, I'll go cook porridge, really. ..."

Igarashi Yang thought about it and left.

Kazama Crane looked funny, but was moved in his heart.

He really didn't want to go to the hospital, because he couldn't be cured anyway. Lying in the cold hospital all day, he felt that not only his body but also his mind was not well.

"Igarashi?"

Thinking about it, Feng Jianhe tried to raise his voice.

"what happened?"

Igarashi Yang quickly appeared at the door, showing a head.