"Uh...don't know yet."
Dr. A Li explained in a low voice, "Because neither Shinichi nor Xiao Ai seems to want to involve him in this matter, so..."
"So that's it," Hattori Heiji seemed to be saying to himself, "An uninformed person... can make good use of this."
"Use...take advantage of?" Dr. A Li looked confused.
"Oh, don't worry about those details. Anyway...I will take the time to go over to your place."
Hattori Heiji always had a hot-blooded personality, so he hung up the phone after saying this.
...
The next day, early morning.
5:30.
Dr. A Li and Haibara Ai were attracted to the kitchen by a smell.
At this time, three pairs of dead fish eyes were looking at each other.
One of them didn't sleep well, and both of them didn't sleep much.
In the end, it was Dr. Ali who coughed dryly and broke the silence first, "Zengyi... what kind of delicious food are you making?"
"Red dates and lotus seeds soup," Ye Geng said, "I'm going to bring some to Conan and the others when I visit the hospital later."
Uh...is it originally a dietary supplement for the sick?
In this way, it seems a little inappropriate to ask for a taste.
"You seem to have done a lot..." Haihara Ai leaned towards the pot and put his feet on it, showing that he had a good eye.
"Well, there are about six or seven people. Doctor, Xiao Ai, you two should sort out the dishes and go to the living room to wait." Ye Gengyi said.
Originally, he didn't plan to make two types of breakfast.
As for Dr. Ali, considering that the indicators in the last physical examination were quite normal, it should be okay to eat sweets once in a while.
"It's sweet...it's not low in sugar. It seems like a food that's not suitable for a doctor." At the dinner table, after taking a few bites, Haihara Ai began to pay attention to the diet of a certain high-ranking person.
"...I...can only eat this bowl, right?" Dr. A Li was about to cry without tears.
Now he finally knows why he didn't make this pot of porridge called 'Red Dates and Lotus Seed Soup' before. But now that he thinks about it...even if he made it, he might not be able to eat it...
"It doesn't matter once in a while." Ye Gengyi said.
"Are these red dates used to replenish Qi and blood in Edogawa?" Haibara Ai, as a former adult woman, has some understanding of the uses of dates.
I just don’t know if there is any use in eating this during those few days...
"Well, it replenishes qi, blood, and strengthens the spleen. It is very suitable for some post-surgery patients," Ye Gengyi explained: "But children can easily get nosebleeds if they eat too much."
"That's it..."
Hui Yuan Ai nodded.
...
Mihua General Hospital, in the ward on the third floor.
Conan woke up after being in a coma all night.
As the anesthesia wore off, there was a burst of pain from the sutures in the abdomen.
Himself...still alive.
"Boy, you're awake." Mouri Kogoro yawned when he heard the noise and came over, "You have to thank Xiaolan. She gave you 400CC of blood transfusion and guarded you all night. Really...it's lucky that you two have the same blood type. If your blood type was too special, I think you would have finished playing!"
"I..."
"Although it's not appropriate to say this, but...it seems that there was just no type A blood in the blood bank at that time..."
Before Conan had time to feel ashamed, Ye Geng walked in and happened to hear these words and continued.
"Little brat, why are you here so early?"
"Brother Gengyi...morning..."
Facing the glances from the two of them, he greeted calmly: "...Good morning, Mr. Mori, the question is, you seem to be in good spirits, how are you recovering?"
Well...
Conan felt like he was being held back.
The look of pity on Xiaolan just now must have been seen by this guy with particularly keen observation.
"You haven't had breakfast yet. I made porridge for you." Ye Gengyi ignored his random thoughts and placed the incubator on the table and opened it. Instantly, a scent filled the entire ward.
So appetizing...
The detective and his tool are distracted.
"Eat it while it's hot...I'll go find Dr. Ogawa." Ye Gengyi said.
Mouri Kogoro's favor for helping to find his son has been repaid, but his discount on medicinal materials has not yet been cashed in.
"Oh... Dr. Ogawa took leave and went home to rest." Mouri Kogoro was quite graceful. He helped Conan fill a bowl of porridge first, then turned around and said, "He came here in the early morning. After the examination, After Conan's wound, he told me... After all, Dr. Ogawa's son was almost killed, and he plans to take Yuta's child out to relax in the next two days."
Two... days?
Ye Gengyi was silent.
Are you not planning to come back...
"What's wrong? Do you have anything to do with him?" A certain person was quite forgetful and was concentrating on destroying the red date and lotus seed porridge in the bowl.
Hmm... Not bad, so delicious...
"Is that so?" Ye Geng thought for a moment and asked, "Does Mr. Maoli know where Dr. Ogawa went to relax?"
"Uh... I didn't ask about that," Mouri Kogoro was surprised, "What? Gengyi, do you really have something to ask him about?"
"Oh, it's nothing serious. I just wanted to take Conan to him to relax." Ye Gengyi said.
Taking Conan with you?
Why?
Mouri Kogoro blinked.
On the hospital bed, a certain detective who was quietly drinking porridge looked at him strangely after hearing this.
I was injured...
Even if I want to go out to relax, I'm afraid I can only wander around the hospital in a wheelchair, right?
And, is it an illusion? Why do you feel that Brother Gengyi is acting weird today?
...
400cc of blood was taken out at one time, and he was in a state of high concentration.
When Maoli Lanyouyou woke up, the ward was already crowded with people who came to visit her.
Although he was visiting a patient, the atmosphere in the room was not as serious as expected.
Over there at the hospital bed.
Hattori Heiji was joking with Conan who looked helpless, and Toyama Kazuha was standing by and taunting his childhood sweetheart from time to time.
On the other side,
Suzuki Sonoko was giving instructions as the three children of the Junior Detective Team played chess.
My father was nowhere to be found. He must have gone out to smoke.
The ones who were relatively quiet were the two people, one large and one small, sitting at the table, studying something unknown.
Mao Lilan stood up.
Taking advantage of the height difference, he glanced in that direction.
I saw Ye Gengyi using a pencil to make corrections on the A4 paper with parts and numbers printed on it.
He spoke in a very low voice, and it was almost difficult to hear clearly if you didn't lean in close:
"If you want to pop things out instead of shooting them out, you need to make some modifications to the mechanical buckle, and the material is best made of metal. Even if it is a handicraft class assignment, the appearance needs to be as close to the real thing as possible... "
"Uh-huh..."
Hui Yuan Ai nodded gently.
It is indeed very efficient to leave professional matters to professionals...
The model data that I had taken the time to draw up last night was instantly improved by several levels due to his modifications in these three or two sentences.
The fake model resembles the real one,
But...does this guy really have zero curiosity?
Even if it is said to be a manual homework assigned by the school...
But... what is drawn on this drawing is a model of a pistol after all. It doesn't matter if this guy doesn't stop him, but he just casually discusses modifications with himself... Isn't it too irresponsible!
From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of someone looking at him, and Ye Geng raised his head: "Xiaolan, you're awake."
"Well...Brother Gengyi, Xiao Ai..."
Mao Lilan responded with shame, sighing in her heart that elementary school students had to do such difficult math problems, then turned around and greeted the other people: "Sonoko... and Ye... Hattori-san... you are here too. .”
"Yes, we heard that this kid was seriously injured, but he took a flight here early in the morning to visit his doctor!"
Hattori Heiji said, his hand still pressing on Conan's head, ravaging it.
