When I bind the three-dimensional forum

Zhu Fukongliang was determined not to go back or treat it, but the cold caused by the wound inflammation greatly affected the recovery process of the eardrum.

The eardrum itself is an organ connected to the nasal cavity and throat. Once a cold occurs, respiratory infections can easily enter the tympanic cavity through the Eustachian tube to induce infection, making it difficult to heal on its own.

To translate, even Zhu Fukongliang did not persist for 24 hours, so he ran to find his younger brother to trace back.Wait another 5 minutes, and there is no way to backtrack.

This time it was an accident, not a physical illness, so it is fine to go back within 24 hours.

'I thought you could hold on for two or three days this time before coming to me. Saiki Kusuo did not refuse this little trouble, and patted Zhu Fukongliang on the shoulder, the wound disappeared, and even his hair changed back.

Zhu Fukong wiped away tears that did not exist: "This time it was an accident."

"I haven't figured out how to explain it to Sorasuke yet."

--correct!He didn't explain to Sorasuke, he had to explain to Kusuo first!

Even if the younger brother can hear his heart and know what happened, he must not ignore exchanges like this.

Just as it is impossible for Kongsuke not to know the details, Zhu Fukongliang still needs to explain.

He just said how weird his brother's line just now sounded.

Zhu Fukong softened his expression at the moment, as if hugging a cat, he hugged his younger brother who was much shorter than himself - if Kusuo wanted to, he could grow into the size of an Ultraman, or he could be as small as an ant .

Just because 1676cm is the average height of a 16-year-old high school, Saiki Kusuo controlled himself to stay at this height.

"Is Kusuo worried about my brother?" Zhu Fukongliang bent slightly, and looked sincerely at his brother's eyes blocked by glasses, the blue cat eyes were full of tenderness: "Because Kusuo is too strong, no matter what happens, you Everyone knows, and I almost forgot about the process."

"This time it was my mistake. I didn't notice the consequences of the deviation of the world line. The cartoonist corrected the death time of Brother Jingguang, and the world was unstable, which affected the forum, and the suppressor of Kongsuke It also exploded because of the forum riots."

Saiki Kusuo: '...'

Saiki Kusuo: "You explain it to Sorasuke like this, isn't that all right?" '

Anyway, no matter what, it is impossible for them to be angry with their brother.

Qi Mu's family has no privacy, so naturally there will be no misunderstandings-oh, the quarrel between parents is not counted, they are just fun.

"I'll go talk to Kongsuke separately, I'm sorry, Kusuo, I made you worry." Zhu Fukongliang repeated, with a sincere and well-behaved tone.

'...I wasn't worried, and I wasn't angry.I'm going to class soon. Saiki Kusuo shifted his sight away and disappeared in place.

Very good, Kusuo has settled it here.Zhu Fukongliang looked at his mobile phone and pressed the dial button.

As a result, the phone was not connected when the doorbell rang.

Zhu Fukong watched the door open by itself, and the blond boy waved to him at the door.

"Ah, brother, long time no see." Qi Mu Kongsuke said with a smile on his face.

"Long time no see." Zhu Fu Kongliang was indeed a little surprised. He didn't expect that Kongsuke would return to China at this time, and his eyes immediately rolled up with a smile, forgetting the previous unpleasantness: "Did you tell Kusuo?"

Kusuo didn't remind him at such a close distance, Kusuo should not have such a strong bad taste...probably.

"No, I plan to give him a surprise in the future." Sai Mu Kongsuke naturally took over.

Saiki Sorasuke removed the telepathic shield on the top of his head (under the premise of not being able to hear his heart, Saiki Kusuo would not notice anyone approaching, and would often be startled by it), the blond boy smiled and said: "Okay Now, brother, what do you want to explain to me?"

It's finally here.

Zhu Fukongliang closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, his blue cat eyes were filled with apology: "I'm sorry Kongsuke, I broke the earrings you gave me..."

Compared with anything else, the matter of destroying the gift from his younger brother occupied the first place in Zhu Fukongliang's heart.

Qi Mukongzhu stared at Zhu Fukongliang for a while, then burst out laughing with a "poof": "What, so my brother minded this."

"No, I'm not angry. If brother needs it, I can make another one." Saiki Kongsuke moved closer, "It seems that it has recovered, and I will add new functions next time."

"Is it okay?" Zhu Fukongliang asked.

"It's not a very complicated craft, brother, don't worry."

After the brothers chatted for a while, Zhu Fukongliang asked, "When do you plan to go back?"

"My Ph.D. graduated ahead of schedule." Qi Mukong said with a smile: "I plan to live with my grandparents for a while."

"Are you going to see grandpa and the others?" Zhu Fukongliang thought for a while: "Call me to come with you when the time comes. I haven't contacted grandpa for a long time."

"Okay." Saiki Kongsuke made an ok gesture.Then he took a... um, sticker from his pocket?

Sai Mu Kongsuke explained: "Brother, don't you need a wound? Now wrap it with a bandage, and then put this on when it's time to heal the scar."

Zhu Fukong understood, this is similar to disguise props, used to fake wounds.And it only needs to be pasted, there is no technical content.

"It's really a great help! Kongzhu." Zhu Fukongliang never hesitated to praise and thank his younger brother.

Zhu Fukongliang confirmed the distinction between comics and reality yesterday morning, and there is a high probability that the resurrection will no longer require the depiction in comics.

But it has not been tested, it is just a guess, which made Zhu Fukongliang a little afraid to do it directly.

Compared with the second method, which is not necessarily successful, Hagiwara Kenji is a successful experimental subject.It is safest to follow the original plan.

And the model in his hand is Hagiwara Kenji who has been successfully resurrected, the reason is the conspiracy theory of the intelligence house.

Date Hang is in suspended animation, there is no need to dismantle the prepared script now.

It is impossible for my brother to use it for experiments—that is, there is only one Matsuda left.

This time it is an experiment of [Death is confirmed in the comics, but the reality is still alive, but the comics cannot be drawn].

It is a backup method, and if it succeeds, it means that even if Zhu Fu Kongliang fails to rescue his brother in the comics, he will still have a second method.

This new method can only be said to be the right time, place and people-before the cartoonist said that the delay of death by one year had not affected the reality, Zhu Fukongliang didn't think this method would be successful.

The plan cannot keep up with the changes, and the more similar good changes, the better.

Zhu Fukongliang immediately moved Matsuda Jinping's body out of the warehouse and stuffed it into a hospital.

This hospital is considered a veteran hospital with decades of history.Zhu Fukongliang specially found a new nurse to take care of the "seriously injured vegetable" who had been lying in bed for many years.

The new nurse was being guided by a senior and entered a ward.The nurse was still holding a stack of files in her hand, and was receiving guidance from the senior doctor.

The doctor paused suddenly before entering the room, but this action was not abrupt, at least the nervous new nurse didn't notice.

The doctor led the nurse into the nursing room, still wearing sterile nursing clothes: "Nurse Xiaochuan, this is the patient you need to take care of in the future."

Nurse Xiaochuan glanced at the blank name on the file, with a puzzled expression: "Dr. Dashima, why is this patient's name..."

Doctor Oshima sighed: "This patient was sent in three years ago. He was hospitalized with extensive burns and blasts all over his body. He was in a critical condition and underwent surgery immediately."

"But after the operation was over, we found out that the person who sent the patient had already left, leaving only a large amount of medical expenses. Please ask us to take care of the patient."

Dr. Oshima continued to explain: "We have tried to find the family of this patient, but three years have passed and there is still no clue."

This is normal. There are not many patients abandoned by their families in the hospital, especially children.It is also impossible for the hospital to throw people out to fend for themselves, so they can only pay for them to take care of them.

And this patient was paid enough to support him for ten years of care, so the hospital just turned a blind eye and accepted this anonymous patient.

Nurse Xiao Chuan quietly glanced at the patient's appearance. Although half of the face had been disfigured, the part that was not disfigured could still be seen as handsome in the past.

In addition, at the position of the neck that is not covered by clothing, there is a large scar connected to the burnt part of the face, which makes people feel frightened and at the same time can't help but want to know what the other party has experienced.

Nurse Xiao Chuan couldn't help regretting: "...it's hard to wake up after more than a year of vegetative state, this gentleman..."

"Hey. Anyway, your job is to take good care of these patients." Doctor Oshima nodded to Nurse Ogawa, left the ward, and led the new nurse into the next ward.

Before Nurse Xiaochuan left, she couldn't help but look back again, with a bit of pity and pity in her eyes.

Three years have passed, not only has no one come to visit, but the possibility of waking up is not too high, almost zero.

"...It's so pitiful." Nurse Xiao Chuan whispered.

Doctor Oshima shouted from the front: "Nurse Xiaochuan?"

"Ah! Here we come!" Nurse Xiaochuan immediately shook off the thoughts in her mind.

Zhu Fukongliang took care of the modification of files, and by the way, he also dealt with the surveillance from three years ago.

Saiki Kusuo glanced at Matsuda Jinhei who was lying on the side of the hospital bed. From his and Zhu Fukongliang's perspective, the man's face was clean and without scars.But in the eyes of people other than them, it is a large area of ​​burn scars.

"There will be one more person who will need a 'plastic surgery' in the future." Zhu Fukongliang complained to his younger brother.

Saiki Kusuo: "Yeah, it's not your script." '

Zhu Fukongliang ignored his younger brother's complaints, put his hands together in prayer, and stood transparently in front of Matsuda Jinping's hospital bed.

"Please try your best to save yourself as the latest test subject, Matsuda-san."

If it weren't for the new accident, Zhu Fukongliang would probably have really forgotten the police officer.

The next day, after finishing her nursing and massage work, Nurse Ogawa left with the medical equipment in her hand. She didn't notice that the fingers of the "vegetative person who had been lying in bed for three years" trembled very slightly.

And this Mr. Vegetable is still sleeping with his eyes closed at this moment, and he doesn't know when he will wake up.