Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 737 Tang Ze, it's time to take medicine.jpg
Ten minutes later, Kiharakawa, hurriedly putting on a white coat, appeared at the door of the infirmary.

Like Tomoaki Aride, he has his own job as a school doctor and is not able to work at Teitan every day.

A similar situation happened today. Judging from his appearance, he must have received a call from Mao Lilan and rushed to the school from the hospital.

Tomoaki Aida, who was sitting at the desk, looked at the other person who hurried in. He didn't stand up until he walked in with Ran Maoli. He said apologetically as they had agreed in advance, "You are finally here, Dr. Kiharakawa. There is an emergency with a patient in the clinic, so I have to rush back. I'll leave Karasawa to you."

After saying that, he pulled open the curtain beside the bed, patted Tang Ze who was sitting on the bedside, and said in a gentle voice: "Student Tang Ze, are you okay here?"

Through the gap in the curtain, the pale-faced Tang Ze glanced at Muharakawa who was standing not far away, then quickly looked away and nodded twice randomly.

His hands tightly grasped the quilt covering him, and it was obvious that he was not as calm as he appeared on the outside.

But compared to his own emotional fluctuations, he didn't want to delay the treatment of Tomoaki Niide's patients because of his condition.

Tang Zezhao's mental condition is a special case. His sense of self-identity is not strong, and it can even be said to be somewhat disordered. It is impossible for him to do something that would bother others because of personal affairs and delay other people's work.

So Tang Ze just lowered his head and covered his face with his hanging hair.

The expression behind him was obscured by the curtain that was closed again. With a relieved look on his face, Tomoaki Shinide walked back to the table, took off his white coat and put it on the hanger, nodded to Kiharakawa, and started walking out.

When passing by Mao Lilan, he raised his hand and patted the back of the girl who was hesitating whether she should wait in the infirmary, and pushed her out.

"But, if we leave Tang Ze alone..." Ran Mouri, who had not yet figured out the reason for Tang Ze's fluctuating emotions towards Kiharakawa and still remembered that Kiharakawa was a little suspicious, hesitated in her steps.

"Dr. Kiharakawa is here, don't worry, Mori-san." Shinide Tomoaki smiled and pushed her out, whispering in her ear, "Psychological treatment is very private and may reveal a lot of privacy and inner feelings. Tang Ze-kun may not want others to see it. Don't worry, he will get better."

Although Tang Ze's purpose is unclear, he must have his reasons for doing this. Let's just follow his request and clear the area first.

The worried Mao Li Ran was taken away by Aide Tomoaki. As the door of the infirmary closed again, Kiharakawa straightened his white coat and looked at the bed in front of him which was surrounded tightly by blue curtains.

Without other people watching, he didn't show any strange expression.

Karasawa Akira is an extremely special case, and Kiharakawa certainly knows this.

However, although he had been in Didan for several days, he was not in a hurry to contact Tang Zezhao. He had his own plans.

After all, he is the type of person who would save his favorite dishes for last during a meal.

Muharakawa approached slowly, not lightening his footsteps but deliberately making them heavier. His brand new leather shoes made loud sounds on the smooth floor tiles.

Standing in front of the curtain of the hospital bed, he stood there silently, without saying a word, making sure that his shadow was projected on the cloth and could be clearly seen by Tang Ze Zhao who was sitting in it.

Tang Ze, who was sitting inside, did see it.

The outline of his figure was reflected on the curtain for more than ten seconds, but Kiharakawa walked away from the curtain again, returned to Dr. Shinde's desk, and looked through the medical records left by the other party.

The sound of drawers opening and closing, the sound of plastic folders being picked up and put down, the crisp sound of papers being turned...

Tang Ze narrowed his eyes, and a gleam of light shone in his eyes.

This Kiharakawa is a master.

Karasawa asked Tomoaki Aida to pull up the curtain that blocked the view to form a small treatment room, just to see how Kiharakawa would deal with the situation.

It is known that the patient is suspected of having an anxiety attack, with obvious somatic symptoms and his emotions are likely to be in a fluctuating state. What would a professional psychologist do?

Kiharakawa's choice was to let the patient stay alone for a while in fear and torment, just like teasing a guinea pig.

On the one hand, he didn't speak at all, nor did he open the curtain to speak directly. On the other hand, he highlighted his presence in this space by constantly making sounds and shadows, constantly putting pressure on Tang Ze.

It was as if he knew where the victim was hiding, and then he stood in front of the cabinet playfully, quietly waiting for the person behind the cabinet.

Just from this one action, Tang Ze was very sure that this was another bastard with ulterior motives.

My identity makes me a sitting duck for the Tangze School. So many people are coming one after another, approaching me like moths to a flame.

No wonder the organization is reluctant to kill Tang Zezhao directly, he is so useful.

It took him about three minutes, like an ordinary careless doctor, to casually check the desk for a while, looking here and there. When Muharakawa estimated that the time was about up, he pretended to understand the patient's condition and finally walked towards the bed.

He reached out and pushed open the gap in the curtain. Before walking closer, he used one eye to leisurely observe Tang Zezhao's condition.

As he expected, Tang Zezhao on the hospital bed was on the verge of an anxiety attack. He held his chest and breathed deeply, but because he did not dare to disturb the people walking back and forth, he covered his mouth tightly with a quilt. Sweat kept pouring down, wetting the hair on the sides of his cheeks, making him look extremely embarrassed.

It really is.

Eight years ago, the senior’s treatment of Tang Zezhao was very effective. Unfortunately, the subsequent treatment plan was disrupted by the senior’s disappearance, and the complete treatment could not be successfully carried out.

Tang Ze, who has recovered from autism, does have cognitive abilities similar to those of ordinary children, but when he just regained consciousness, he was no different from a two or three-year-old child. The absence of his parents in the rest of his life ultimately affected his self-construction. This child has indeed recovered, but he may never be healthy for the rest of his life.

What a pity...

Kiharakawa, who pulled open the curtain, looked very stunned, as if he didn't understand why Tang Ze was so scared. He walked over quickly, dragged the shivering Tang Ze back to the center of the bed, and forced him to lie down again.

"Relax, Tang Zejun, don't be nervous. You are almost out of breath. If you continue like this, you may have breathing difficulties. I will get you two masks first. Relax, relax a little..."

Regardless of his intentions and purposes, Kiharakawa is indeed a professionally qualified psychologist. His approach is completely compliant and efficient, and no one can find any fault with him.

However, if the doctor himself is the source of irritation for the patient, the issue of treatment becomes particularly delicate.

Tang Ze put on the mask and adjusted his breathing properly. He curled up again and refused Muharakawa's approach again with a alert defensive posture.

"...Tang Ze-kun, don't be nervous." Mu Yuanchuan, who was repeatedly avoided by Tang Ze, looked helpless. He sat back on the chair beside the bed and picked up the folder on the bedside again. "I heard about your situation when I joined the company, about why you transferred here, and about the things you might need help with in some areas."

Tang Ze, who was holding the mask tightly, trembled a little when he heard the words. After a few seconds, he reluctantly opened his mouth and asked with difficulty: "What, what help..."

He asked this question to see if Kiharakawa would lose his temper like Fudo Kyosuke.

When Tang Ze went to his clinic for treatment for the second time, Kyosuke Fudo, who could not contain his excitement, directly revealed the fact that he knew Tang Ze's father and knew Tang Ze's condition very well.

If Kiharakawa followed up on this question and showed his knowledge of Karasawa's past high-functioning autism and the unexpected situation that happened to Kyosuke Fudo later, then even if this guy's intentions were impure, he was not a very high-level player, and his level might not be much more shocking than Kyosuke Fudo.

...You know what, Tang Ze was quite curious about what kind of image he had among these crazy people from the Tang Ze school.

Last time, Fudo Kyosuke contributed a very entertaining clip, and Tang Ze saved some of the footage and planned to use it later depending on the situation. Kiharakawa pushed the black-framed glasses on his nose, as if he was considering his words, and took a few seconds to speak carefully: "About you transferring to Teitan High School because you needed protective observation, and you had a bad privacy leak before, and you almost changed schools again..."

Having said this, Muharakawa sighed, and the intertwined helplessness and pity on his face were just right.

"Every time I come into contact with underage patients, I can't help but feel uneasy. Children who suffer from various mental illnesses, in addition to some hard conditions caused by genes and congenital family history, are basically adults' problems. Making rules, abiding by the rules, and protecting minors are all things that adults should do. It is because we cannot do it or do it well that we let these pressures pour on children. You are a particularly outstanding example, Tang Zejun."

Kiharagawa had read through the records left by Tomoaki Shinide, as well as the content about the isolation of Karasawa through words and actions due to Junko Wakayama's misunderstanding.

At this time, he did not reveal any information about himself and Karasawa Ikawa. Every word he said was based on all the knowledge that a psychologist at Teitan High School could obtain.

During his long expression of opinions without much emotional expression, Tang Zezhao, who was lying on the hospital bed with a bad look on his face, finally seemed to relax a little and slowly sat up.

Kiharakawa handed over a glass of water at the right time and waited for Tangze to slowly untie his mask, revealing his pale lower face and lips before continuing.

"I may be different from the doctors you have come into contact with in the past, Tang Zejun. I don't like to treat the adolescent patients I come into contact with as children who know nothing because of their age. The foundation of the Department of Psychiatry is always built on communication. I hope to build an equal communication relationship and don't want to cause too much pressure on patients."

Tang Ze lowered his eyes and looked at the water in the paper cup and rolled his eyes secretly.

If that shit doesn't create a sense of oppression, then what was the purpose of your previous performances?
"In addition to telling you, I will also communicate with your current guardian. Tang Zejun, your condition is not good, but your records in the Department of Psychiatry are very few, and you don't seem to have the habit of regular checkups. From what I saw in the school's records, you should be a hyperthymesia patient who is still trying to overcome the symptoms and can carry out daily life, but the pressure is not small. This is a very dangerous signal."

Muharakawa, who was flipping through the documents, did not raise his head to make eye contact with Tang Ze, but gave his judgment in a straightforward tone.

"You need some treatment. You should take some medicine to help consolidate your condition and relieve your stress. Let me give you a phone number. You'd better come to my place for treatment once a week. If I'm not in school, you can also come directly to my department. I will reserve an appointment for you. Don't feel any pressure, Tang Zejun."

Tang Ze suddenly raised his head and looked at Kiharakawa in surprise, but when his eyes met the other person's face, he lowered his head again evasively.

The doctor directly gave me instructions for regular check-ups, which meant he was not willing to discuss the matter with me.

Wow, this is a guy who takes things step by step, and his ambitions are really big, Kiharakawa.

Tang Ze, it's time to take medicine.jpg
For some reason, facing Kiharakawa's gentle and professional attitude, Tang Ze's mind suddenly emerged with an emoticon that he often saw in his previous life.

The one where Pan Jinlian fed medicine to Wu Dalang.

Now, the biggest source of stimulation around Karasawa is actually Kiharakawa himself. With his joining the company, Karasawa's performance has been getting worse and worse. Kiharakawa, who imitates Karasawa and Ichikawa in everything to his core, must have known about it.

His next plan is more intriguing.

Is this really because he admires Karasawa Ikawa and is trying to treat Karasawa Ikawa's son by using his identity, or is there a deeper purpose? We need to investigate further.

Where is the temple of Dr. Kihara?
He kept making assessments in his mind, but the surprised and slightly resistant expression on Tang Ze's face showed no signs of breaking.

He nervously tightened his fingers, squeezing the paper cup in his hand until it was slightly deformed. After a moment of struggle, he finally asked the question he wanted to ask the most in a hoarse voice: "As soon as we met, you called out my name. Dr. Kihara, do you, do you know me..."

Or in other words, do you know my father, and why are you so similar to him?
What kind of ulterior motive is hidden behind your appearance?
Kiharakawa completely understood what Tang Ze had not said, but he just pushed his glasses and smiled gently.

Like Karasawa Ikawa, he didn't use his fingertips to adjust his glasses. Instead, he bent his fingers and pushed the edge of the frame with his knuckles.

Tang Zezhao, who witnessed this little action clearly from close range, lowered his head again.

"Of course I know you, Karasawa-kun." Kiharakawa smiled. "Don't you know? Teitan High School decided to hire a psychologist because of your situation. They may have realized the school's lack of mental health because of what happened to you, so they started recruiting. Every psychologist who came to participate in the entry assessment has read the files about your situation. Everyone takes your situation very seriously. You must receive treatment and reintegrate into campus life. This is also the goodwill of your school."

Of course he is no exception.

No, in other words, if Kiharakawa had not heard of this news spread in a small circle through some channels, it would have been impossible for him to put down his busy work and academic research to work as a psychologist for a high school.

Tang Ze took a deep breath, let out a short breath, and fell silent.

Very good, very thorough preparation, without any intention of revealing that he and Tang Ze Ikawa are old acquaintances.

So this guy is going to take it slow and work on his mentality over the long term.

...In addition, Teitan High School really uses him to make a nest. No wonder these psychologists with excellent medical ethics come to sign up one after another.

If you come here to work, you will be able to come into contact with Karasawa Ikawa's only patient, Karasawa Ikawa's son Karasawa Akira. Just this line of words is printed on the recruitment benefits, and the entire Karasawa school will flock to it.

The current Teitan High School is shining like a beacon in the darkness.

Thank you so much.

"...I understand." Although Tang Ze was about to complain, he still looked timid and answered in a low voice, "I will go for treatment...Doctor Kihara."

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"So, this new psychiatrist is also a guy like Fudo Kyousuke, but it's not clear whether he is a lunatic or not."

Conan concluded this after hearing about Karasawa's situation from Mao Li Ran.

"Almost. He looks so much like my father, so much so that it makes me want to vomit." Tang Ze leaned back in the back seat of the car and shook his head.

"So what are you going to do next? Are you really going to go to him for treatment?" Conan frowned. "If you are really feeling unwell, you might as well find an excuse to take some time off."

When Karasawa said that Kiharakawa was also planning to inform his guardian Toru Amuro of the treatment plan, Conan felt something was not right.

Whether Toru Amuro can be trusted remains an unknown.

Now, there is another suspicious Kiharagawa. If Amuro Toru knew this...

"Of course I have to go." Tang Ze shook his head and said directly, "It is because they are so similar that I have to get in touch with him more. If he really has some relationship with my father, and even got involved in my father's research, you should understand what that means."

In front of Conan, who already partially understood the truth about cognitive hexology, Karasawa did not pretend to be pitiful, weak and helpless like he did when facing people like Mouri Ran who were completely unaware of the truth. He simply concealed the extra information he had obtained due to his multiple identities and gave a definite answer.

"Are you worried that he is related to the organization?" Conan frowned.

"If he was related to the organization, it would be a disaster, but if he had nothing to do with the organization at all...it's hard for me to say which one is worse, Kudo." Karasawa said pertinently.

Before Conan could continue asking questions, the car had already stopped in front of the police station.

"Get off the car, finish the record as soon as possible and go back as soon as possible." Maori Kogoro, who was driving, yawned sleepily.

(End of this chapter)