No One Knows Ke Xue Better Than Me

If it weren't for the fact that he kept anaesthetizing Kogoro Mori for the detective game.

Maybe his lifespan could be extended a bit?

Seeing the three of them surprised, they handed out a new report and continued:

"I can understand your reluctance. However, it's only half a year left..."

This result made Mouri Kogoro unacceptable, and his emotions were on the verge of collapse.

He grabbed the other's collar and raised the volume:

"Doctor, you are going too far! Even if you know that I only have half a year to live, can't you be a little more euphemistic? If you say it directly, it is equivalent to a sentence of death. How will I live the next day?"

The new doctor shrank his neck back and explained:

"I mean, you still have half a year to limit your drinking."

Mouri Kogoro was stunned, and some did not respond:

"Huh? Alcohol?"

"correct."

The doctor picked up the report and pointed to the results of the test:

"According to this data, you suffer from alcoholic liver dysfunction, but it's still mild. Within six months, you should be able to drink whatever you want. But if you wait for the disease to worsen, you need to strictly control it."

"Oh, that's what happened."

Mouri Kogoro breathed a sigh of relief, his forehead covered in sweat with fright:

"Doctor, you really are. There is absolutely no need to call my family for something like this."

The new doctor smiled and put down the report:

"For things like quitting drinking, you have to bring your family with you. Individually, many patients don't have enough self-control."

Just then, the nurse said there was a call.

Yoshiki Shinide stood up and apologized:

"I'm sorry, I'll go take a call."

Mao Lilan wanted to shush, and took the opportunity to ask:

"Excuse me, where is the bathroom?"

Yoshiki Shinide raised his hand and pointed to the right:

"Go out that door and walk through the corridor."

"OK, thanks."

Maorilan entered the corridor and looked around.

At the corner, suddenly bumped into a tall man.

The other party was wearing a white lab coat, most likely a doctor.

The stack of manuscripts in his hand fell to the ground.

Mao Lilan hurriedly knelt down and picked up the information:

"I'm so sorry, I didn't see the way just now."

The other party squatted down and responded:

"Where is it, I am thinking about things myself."

While picking up information, the two of them suddenly touched their hands.

Mao Lilan's heart was pounding, and he quickly retracted his hand.

While picking up the information, the other party looked at it and said:

"You look good, are you a family member of the patient?"

"Yes, I'm Maurilan, the daughter of Kogoro Maori."

"I see, I am Tomoaki Shinide, the son of Yoshiki Shinide. My father and I take turns seeing the patients here. But next month, I will go to work at Aomori Hospital."

After picking up the materials, Mao Lilan said that he was going to the bathroom and left in a hurry.

After the peeing was over, she returned to the hall.

The three got up and prepared to leave.

Shinzo Yoshiki just finished the phone call, and when he saw that they were leaving, he warned:

"You have to be moderate in order to live a long life, otherwise you will have the same name and surname as Maori Kogoro in vain."

"what?"

Seeing that the patient did not seem to respond, he added:

"Why, don't you know that famous detective?"

Maori Kogoro looked embarrassed, and he couldn't help laughing:

"I'm sorry, you said that you are named detective, and you are here."

"What? So it's you! When I saw the name, I thought it was someone else.

I read the case you solved in the newspaper.

I never imagined that you would pretend to know nothing about medicine.

How about this, it's almost 06:30, why not have a light meal at my house tonight, and have a good discussion on medicine by the way. "

Conan was worried about revealing his secrets, so he hurriedly stopped:

"Doctor, don't worry, Sister Xiaolan has a karate training camp at night."

At this time, Shinichi Tomoaki came out.

Mao Lilan looked at each other and smiled:

"It doesn't matter if you don't go to the training camp once or twice."

Tomoaki Shinide found her too, and smiled politely in return.

Vinegar King Conan instantly felt the difference and felt very uncomfortable.

Xiaolan has a good impression of Suzuki Qiaoqiao. Which green onion are you?

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Chapter 240 The temptation to go home

Suzuki Joe Bridge got off work at [-] o'clock and went to the nearby department store to buy food.

After paying the bill, go to the fire exit to avoid people who may be stalking, and then take a taxi back to Dr. Agasa's house.

With gin to give money, he has enough savings to buy a fancy car.

But Suzuki Qiaoqiao didn't do this, he just thought it would be more flexible to take a taxi.

If someone is found to be following, you can get rid of it by changing multiple rides and taking a detour in the middle.

Even if any driver is tracked down, it is impossible to confirm his final destination.

Back at Rice Flower Street, Suzuki Qiaoqiao entered the living room with a plastic bag.

Hai Yuanai was busy in front of the computer, and when she saw her boyfriend, she immediately put down the mouse.

She ran over with her arms open, like Xiao Biesheng's newlywed wife:

"Welcome home!"

Suzuki Qiaoqiao put down the ingredients and picked up his girlfriend directly.

He caught a glimpse of several unopened packages piled up in the living room, raised his chin and said:

"Buy what?"

"The cat climbing frame and cat food are all things for Xiaoguang."

Suzuki Qiaoqiao was slightly startled, and put down Huihara Ai:

"You don't really think of it as a cat, do you?"

"Oh, at least pretend to be a little more like in front of others."

"That's right."

Just looking at the appearance, Xiaoguang's orange cat shape is very cute.

If you don't know its true identity, it's fine to be an ordinary cat.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao picked up the plastic bag and walked towards the kitchen:

"Xiao Ai, you go to work first, I'll cook today."

"Dear, thank you so much~"

In the afternoon in a department store, I saw a counter selling Chinese hot pot condiments.

On a whim, he bought a few bags back.

There are also hot pots in Japan. The most common ones are seafood hot pot, sukiyaki hot pot and mountain-produced hot pot.

The ingredients of the broth are particular, and it is often seasoned with medicinal herbs.

Simply put, it's white.

Like red pot with chili peppers, it is very rare.

He cleans up ingredients in the kitchen, cuts and packs them.

When cooking the hot pot base, I took the time to call Kuroba Kaito:

"Kuidou, I made hot pot tonight. If you have time, come over for dinner later."

He lived in Kudo Shinichi's mansion and came over after turning over the wall.