There is always only one truth

field, and then have a good chat with Conan~

Well, on a whim, let’s make a couplet for this chapter, it’s not neat, sorry (put your palms together): Sasuke is aggressive, Brother Itachi is retreating every day Hengcri: You just follow him

PS.I would like to thank Arkin for this chapter, you are the one who gave me a hand when I was too busy to code words [hug]

17.so-called patient treatment

When Conan opened his eyes, he didn't see the white ceiling of the hospital at first sight, as he had reasoned before fainting, but a fox's face enlarged at close range.

Dou smiled and sat down, and said, "Just now your heart rate and breathing have calmed down, I was still wondering when you will wake up. If you don't wake up, I will use extraordinary means to wake you up."

Conan didn't say a word, but he was opening champagne in his heart to celebrate not being treated as a guinea pig for experiments.Even if he dies, he will fall on the road of pursuing the truth, and he must not sacrifice for the advancement of medicine.

"It's not an electric shock," Douya saw through Conan's thoughts, and comforted him, "It's not artificial respiration either, it's just some pain therapy to stimulate."

Is this really appeasement?When Conan heard the words, he said with a gloomy face: "The torture department and the others are short of training objects?"

"Even if it is, then what does it matter to me?" Dou slowly covered Conan's face with his hand, rubbed it lightly, and whispered close to Conan: "You are such a good research subject, how can I be willing to give up to those who only care about you?" A guy who knows how to disassemble but doesn't assemble."

Conan black line, I don't know what to say.This guy, as long as medical research is mentioned, he will be fanatical like a doomsday believer, making him completely speechless.So he could only curl his lips and raise his hand to reject Dou's body language.

"Hiss—" Conan just raised his arm when he felt a pain in his head like a needle prick, and he couldn't help but gasped.

"Ah, I forgot to mention just now. Although you suffered a mental attack, due to the severe brain injury, it will be difficult to control your limbs. It will take a long time to recover." Dou looked at the medical record card, especially the one The word "very" has a long sound.

"How long is 'very long'?" Conan asked slightly uneasy.

"'Very long' is enough for you to try all the treatments." Dou replied dutifully, and the glasses flashed a happy light.

"Hmm—" Conan suddenly felt his head hurt even more.

Although Conan thinks that he has never understood Uncle Maori's brain circuit, but at this moment, he deeply understands Uncle Maori's feeling of being separated from Uncle Concubine because the food cooked by him is too unpalatable.Indeed, it’s not a crime to be unpalatable, but it’s a crime to bring out unpalatable food to harm others, and it’s even more sinful to praise the other party if it’s unpalatable enough to make people foam.

Every day, Tou will send Conan medicine with strange colors, smells, uh, which will allow Conan to miraculously travel to Naruto's residence.Then Conan has to drink the bowl of medicine in full view of everyone. If there is anything wrong with his expression, a little nurse will grab the bowl of medicine and run out. According to her, it is to "improve the taste" up.And when Conan drank the improved medicine again, the taste was really...a wonderful thing that can only be felt in words~ After Conan drank the medicine, he once had a wonderful illusion of having afternoon tea with Marx, and the whole person's mood Ideological awareness has been raised again and again.But in order not to bother other revolutionary pioneers anymore, Conan's facial paralysis index has been upgraded all the way, basically even if he just drank snake gall, he can still say calmly: "It tastes good." It's just a joke every time Conan's heartbeat would suddenly fail after he answered "How about another bowl?"Hey, are you sure that he won't become terminally ill if he recuperates here?Even if there is no money for hospitalization, he doesn't want to become a permanent resident of the hospital just to eat and drink!In that case, he will disappear from Uchiha's household registration one day, does Konoha really have the heart? !

Not only that, Conan often eats with relish at the last moment, but in the next moment, he learns how many small insects are in the meal as medicinal materials because of a slip of the tongue.Whether it was intentional or unintentional, this encounter made Conan extremely resistant to eating with medical ninjas.He understood that the truth behind any medicine is a tragedy, a tragedy!

The days of being detained in the hospital were colorful, and the people who came to visit added to his miserable life.

Initially, the nurses got wind of the hospital's newest (…) handsome guy, so they kept going to the wrong room.

Later, several teachers who had taught him in the school came to visit him. They kindly did not mention the reason why Conan was hospitalized, but told some interesting things in the school.It's just that the topic of chatting becomes boring.It seems that they were all inspired by the schoolbag he used to have (see details, after chatting for a while, they started rubbing his face, and the unscrupulous ones would yell: "Oh, why does it feel so good? Conan sadly remembered the dough that Sakura had kneaded (well, see for details. Every day before going to bed, he would look in the mirror for a while to make sure that his face was not fermented like the dough before he fell asleep at ease.

Of course, the members of the seventh class who have long been regarded as his companions have also visited him.

Kakashi is a rare example of a teacher, and told Conan what happened later: "After we found you fainted, we quickly contacted the village. It happened that Kaiban was nearby, so they supported us." Conan carefully said Nod (for fear of involving the wound), to express understanding.He didn't ask about Bai's news. He knew very well that the young man in white was full of strong beliefs under his gentle appearance. No matter what the final outcome was, Bai would have no regrets.

"Sasuke, let's eat." Sakura handed over the bento she made, and Conan gratefully accepted it.To be able to eat normal meals in such an abnormal place like a hospital is simply a family joy!Although the food made by Sakura is mediocre, it is not easy in this era where ninjas are food killers.In other words, since he can't go back to the original world, and he has gradually let go of his obsession with that world, maybe he can consider Sakura? (Conan, how could you have such a dangerous idea! How embarrassing you are to call your stepmother who is trying to bend your sexuality! ——by the author who is not calm)

Just when Conan was in love with Tomato, a discordant voice broke in: "Sasuke, don't move, your expression is too artistic, I must draw it! Well, the title is 'Uchiha Sasuke's smile 'Okay!'

Hey, don't just pirate "Mona Lisa's Smile"!Conan's face darkened, and he struggled towards Naruto.

"Sasuke, your injury hasn't healed yet, don't move around! Wait, I'll just draw a few more strokes!" Naruto jumped up and down to escape Conan's pursuit.

"What is this?" Conan pinched a piece of drawing paper that had fallen from the folder, his twitching hands were like fallen leaves rustling in the autumn wind, and like a victim under Parkinson's control.

"Huh? That's what happened when you came back." Naruto diverted Conan's attention without a teacher, and at the same time continued to steal the painting while Conan was angry.

"Really?" Conan laughed back angrily, acting as the pocket of the mural beside him, sighing at Conan's black aura comparable to the attack of the curse mark.

As the sun sets, the sun shines on the drawing paper, illuminating the contents of the painting: Our Sleeping Beauty Sasuke is leaning unconsciously on the arms of a certain white-eyed boy. The posture of the princess's hug complements each other.

"Neiji Hinata, this time it's as you wished, I want to fight you!"

"Hey, Sasuke, this is the fourth floor, don't jump out of the window!"

And Sakura looked at the painting, once again caught in the cracks of whether to continue to pursue Sasuke or match Zuoning.To rot or not to rot, that is the question

The author has something to say: Let’s let Conan take a break in this chapter, and stop pursuing the truth so hard (Conan squints: Is this really a rest? Su Yu: Well, this chapter, and maybe the next chapter, are actually all The buffer before your brother's comeback, hehe, hehe...)

So, continuous update, next update! TT If there are any mistakes made in a hurry, please point them out. Thank you for reading the text. I am very happy to see the comments~

Because of continuous updates, it is urgent to save the manuscript, so it may not be updated before the National Day, O(∩_∩)Ohaha~ [Crawl away dizzy]

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[Climbing back again] These years, prices are skyrocketing, and the number of words in the list also increases... So, there should be another update tomorrow, hereby inform [Tired Get Down]

18.A follow-up report on the life of the seventh class

Because Itachi's anger this time was much better than last time, Conan stayed in the hospital for a long time.When he stood relaxed in front of the hospital (the towels and sheets he used were forcibly detained by the passionate nurses), looking back at the "[-]" ward where he lived, he couldn't help but rejoice that he was able to leave the hospital alive.

Conan patted Dou's shoulder, his face was paralyzed with emotion: "Du, I will never let myself get hurt again."

"Really?" Du Hanxiao replied, "Then let's seize this opportunity and try a few more medicines?"

So, in the morning sun, apart from Conan's fleeing figure, there was also a rare hearty laughter.

Even in the face of misfortune, life must go on.So after recuperating at home for a few days, Conan returned to the seventh class.

The visit to the Land of Waves seemed to be just an episode. Conan and the others got back on track again, and started to do those daily tasks with a high safety factor, and Conan also tried to sharpen himself in these tasks.he climbed with a load