Conan: After being rescued, I just want to die quickly

That quick movement seemed like people outside would rush in if the door was not locked quickly.

When Itahang came to his senses, he smiled helplessly and walked to the side, then looked at the blood-stained pistol in his hand.

He raised his head again and looked at the bleeding in the abdomen not far away, it was a serious gin, and then glanced at the other people directly in front of him.

He clearly saw the worry in everyone's eyes, and also saw what they were eager to ask.

Date Airlines took the initiative to speak about Chihara Nozomi's condition in the ward.

"The situation is not too bad, perhaps because of the effect of the anesthetic, he didn't feel any pain."

"Xiaoxi even asked me to tell you, don't worry, his body hasn't recovered very well, this time he really messed up, so he wants me to apologize to you."

Speaking of this, Date Hang was stunned for a moment, but still conveyed the news.

"He wants me to tell you, don't worry, don't take the fault this time on yourself."

——That is the habitual comfort of teenagers.

Chapter 121 Can only live less than a month

At that moment, as long as the person who heard this sentence contacted the current situation, everyone would smile bitterly, and even feel very bitter in their hearts.

what are they doing.

Both of them are adult men who are in their 30s, or even in their 40s, and at this time they are like a child.

No, maybe little kids won't be like them either.

Children will bravely say what they want to express, instead of shrinking like them and not daring to make big moves.

Kudo Shinichi walked over at this time, and then looked at him: "Are you really all right?"

"I heard from the doctor that his lower back was seriously injured, how could he not feel the pain?"

Kudo Shinichi still expressed his confusion at this time, but this time he didn't plan to delve into the confusion.

He just asked a question that any normal person would ask, even a doctor would care about it.

When Yi Dahang heard the voice, he turned his head and looked, his eyes shimmered, as if he was thinking about something.

Finally, he slowly opened his mouth: "The doctor said that his nervous system is not so normal. To be precise, his nervous system is also damaged, including nerve reflexes and even sensory systems."

"Compared with a normal person's body. His body is already in tatters."

Itahang made this sentence very clear, and after he finished speaking, he fell into deep thought.

And Kudo Shinichi opened his mouth, but didn't say anything, what did he say at this time.

Is he going to ask any more at this time?

Obviously he already knew the answer, didn't he?

Then he thought about what the doctor told them. The doctor said that the boy still had a month, maybe less than a month.

Because the injury this time accelerated the destruction of various tissues in the body, it caused the boy's body to collapse even more, and the speed of the collapse changed from the original slow to the current rapid decline.

All the situations are heading for collapse or even getting worse. When the doctor said this sentence, all of them froze in place.

Kudo Shinichi couldn't forget the fear that rose from his heart just now, but he was very grateful.

I am glad that I knew this before the boy died, I am glad that they still have less than a month to take good care of the boy, and I am glad that they can continue to accompany the boy during this time.

——Are you really lucky?

Kudo Shinichi didn't understand such emotions, and neither did the others.

Human emotions have always been diverse and confusing.

Otherwise, the world would not be divided into normal people, lunatics and mental patients.

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The corridor outside fell into silence. Even though the air was filled with the smell of blood, they didn't pay too much attention to it.

Their minds were all on the locked ward.

in the ward.

The moment Qianyuan stepped in, she lowered the sound of her footsteps, even her breathing, and walked slowly.

When he came to the hospital bed, he saw his Xiaoxi was pale and lying on the bed weakly, but even so, Qianyuanxi still tried to comfort him with a smile.

Seeing this situation, Chihara showed a very ugly smile.

It is better to say that it is a smile than a forced smile.

——That was crying.

He bent down slowly, and rubbed the tip of his nose against Chihara Nozomi's, the pain in his eyes almost overflowed.

Qianyuan was at a loss, and he didn't even know where to put his hands. He was careful in all his movements, for fear that he would make his little Xi very painful.

Then he took the initiative to speak, admitting what he did outside just now.

He couldn't hide it, or maybe it was in his bones that he confessed to his savior.

Qian Yuan didn't hope that one day in the future, when his Xiaoxi knew about this matter, he would show surprise in his eyes.

He did what he wanted, but he doesn't regret it!

Even if his Xiaoxi would condemn him, and even say that he shouldn't do this, he would admit it.

But even so, even if he was driven away, he would still guard his savior silently in the dark.

He shot him at Gin, and even wanted to shoot Jiang Guling, and then he waited anxiously for his savior's judgment.

He didn't even dare to look at the Saviour.

He didn't dare to meet that hot gaze, the patron saint at this moment was like a coward.

In the face of his savior, he was exposed.

Underneath all his concern is possessiveness and darkness to back it up, that's dirty possessiveness.

—that's dirty preference.

He waited for a long time, so long that he even felt that the time now passed was very long.

Then he felt that the hands placed on both sides of Chihara Nozomi's body were touched by Chihara Nozomi's fingers.

Even though the movement was very close, Qianyuan still noticed it, he quickly looked up, and what he saw was Qianyuan Nozomi, he reluctantly shook his head.

Then he said.

"I know you're angry, and I know you need a chance to vent."

"I also know that you hate Qin Jiu's actions more than I do."

The tone of Qianyuan Xi's speech was very light, as if it would disappear in the next second, Qianyuan shook her head and told Qianyuan Xi not to say any more.

But Qian Yuanxi still stubbornly raised his head.

His tone sounded sad, like whining, which was the whining of seagulls falling powerlessly from the sky.

"It's all right, isn't it?"

"You gave me pain shielding."

Hearing this, Qianyuan could no longer hold back her emotions.

The pain in his eyes burst out, and then he knelt beside the hospital bed, trying to speak, but all he could make was his choked up voice.

The invincible patron saint showed his sensitive emotions for the first time in front of his savior. He knelt on the ground and said with a choked voice.

"Xiaoxi, I'm late."

—he was late.

"I should have shielded you from the pain from the very beginning, instead of shielding Xiaoxi from the pain after everything Xiaoxi has experienced."

——So he is not a qualified patron saint.

Even the patron saint didn't protect the savior well, and could only helplessly and helplessly watch the savior struggle desperately and finally collapse.

Qian Yuan didn't go on, he just kept repeating - he was late.

The world consciousness that has always been in the boy's mind is surrounded by all emotions and even surging emotions at this time.

……

Overwhelmed and lost.

He felt an unprecedented guilt. Compared with the previous guilt, this time the guilt seemed to drown him in it.

can not breath.

Obviously he doesn't have any human form, he's just an incarnation of a program, but he's so painful that he can't breathe.

Listening to Qianyuan's nagging next to him, he looked at Qianyuan Xi who was lying on the hospital bed without showing any blame.

He was silent.

He didn't block out the pain either.

——World consciousness is the original sin.

He coaxed a boy who shouldn't die at first, and even the boy didn't dare to die.

It was his mistake from the beginning, he was desperate to maintain the order of a world.Eager to fill up all those regrets, eager to become the most perfect world.

So he made an unforgivable mistake.

Qian Yuanxi still didn't say anything, he lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling above his head.

He is so familiar with hospitals, he even knows the differences between the ceilings of each hospital and the flaws in the patterns.

Because the time lying on the hospital bed took up almost all of his time.

Qian Yuanxi watched with confused eyes, he could feel the discomfort in his body, even though the pain shield had been turned on to the maximum.

After all, it was still his body.

He knew what was going on with his body.

He also knew that his upper limit was about to overflow, and he laughed out loud at the thought.

"Maybe I've said it too many times, but I still want to say it."

"I used to hate all the people who hurt me, but... Anger is followed by numbness. I have been numb for too long, lost too many things, and experienced too many things."

Chihara Nozomi said like that: "As for the last month——"

Having said that, Chihara Nozomi paused, he turned his head to look at Qianyuan next to him, raised his head, and met his eyes.

He opened his mouth slowly.

"One month is God giving you a chance to save me, or God wants to make up for me and make me happy in the last time."

"Or God wants to punish me for doing too many stupid things, so he wants me to die alone without the company of any relatives."

Qian Yuanxi's eyes were as calm as water, and his fingers groped Qian Yuan's hand, "But I bet, I won't die in pain."

Chapter 122 The Child from China

Sometimes even Chihara Nozomi himself doesn't know what he is doing. Logically speaking, this world has become the most perfect world, and everyone is on the way to a happy future.

So he shouldn't live anymore.

But at the beginning, because of all the sequelae, he more or less focused on the target person.

Even though this world has become the most perfect world, he still can't quit his addiction to these target characters.

He was too worried that when he was not paying attention, these people would have a butterfly effect again, and they would die in places he didn't know, in corners he couldn't rush to.

So he was very painful at the beginning, but he "willingly" took care of everyone.

During that time he had no thought of going home, or because he had forgotten the way home.

But in the middle, he remembered the way home, but when he finally got home.

—there is no home.

——Grandpa is gone too.