Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

There was silence in the room for a moment.

Yun Xianhe looked directly at the other person and raised his lips slightly, his tone slightly cold:

"I think I can go home and recuperate."

"No, although the condition is stable now, the possibility of a relapse tonight cannot be ruled out. I recommend staying in the hospital for observation at least tonight."

The hero didn't say anything, but it was obvious that the fake smile on his lips dropped a little.

Dr. Mukaida felt his hair stand on end as he was being watched.

He hurriedly avoided Yun Xianhe's gaze and pretended to be calm as he flipped through the folder in his hand.

Morobushi Kagemitsu and Matsuda Jinpei, who were standing by, keenly noticed that the other's hands hidden in the quilt seemed to tighten.

The two exchanged looks.

Zhu Fu Jingguang stepped forward to smooth things over, then took the doctor away, saying that they were going to the doctor's office to discuss follow-up treatment.

Matsuda Jinpei and Conan stayed in the room with Yun Xianhe.

The former sat in a chair beside the bed with great force;

He reached into the bag beside him and took out an apple, then began to peel it with a fruit knife to make an apple bunny.

Because Jinpei Matsuda was present, Conan could not share with Yun Xianhe what happened after he fainted last night.

The room fell silent for a moment.

Yun Xianhe, who had temporarily lost his minor hostile target, moved his fingertips slightly, and the dagger in his palm returned to his backpack.

The other hand naturally rested on Conan's head and swirled it twice as if absorbing some energy.

Those who are not used to the smell of disinfectant can't help but drool.

Knowing that he couldn't escape for the time being, Yun Xianhe simply took a look at the physical status bar on the system panel he had just scanned.

Aside from the "As if in a dream" and "Flying beads and splashing jade" which have no direct lethality,

As well as various other problems such as inflammation caused by high fever,

At present, the only thing that has a direct impact on his body is "being confined to a wheelchair."

Yun Xianhe clearly saw the note in the brackets: 'muscle weakness in the limbs' (in operation).

No wonder he always feels powerless.

Now, if I want to escape from here by myself, it might take some effort.

Yun Xianhe withdrew his gaze from the system panel and tilted his head slightly.

He looked at Jinpei Matsuda, who had already cut two perfect apple bunnies, and asked casually:

"Why is Mr. Jinpei here? Where is Mr. Hagi?"

"Guang called me and told me that you were going to run away and that we were short of manpower, so we and Hagi decided to take turns to look after you every day."

"??"

Looking at Matsuda Jinpei who was grinning in a somewhat evil manner with his teeth bared, Yun Xianhe returned a slightly awkward smile.

...There's no need to be so 'considerate'.

Conan obviously had some impression of Jinpei Matsuda whom he met at the beach last time.

Looking at the man peeling an apple,

He suddenly felt that with this man and another police officer watching him, Brother Xianhe would not be able to escape this time.

Click——

The sound of the fruit knife tip piercing the apple was a bit loud.

Matsuda Jinpei, who had half a plate of apples, stuck the knife directly into the remaining unpeeled half of the apple.

The frightened little detective shrank silently into the corner.

Obviously, the shadow that Zhu Fujingguang left on the rooftop last night was still quite big.

Matsuda leaned his elbow on his knee and supported his chin with his palm, looking Yun Xianhe up and down.

"Hate hospitals? Why? And what about PTSD?"

When Yun Xianhe just woke up, Matsuda Jinpei noticed that the other person's eyebrows changed from confusion to slight disgust.

He thought that the other party had thought of something bad in his dream just now.

And just now, when he saw Dr. Mukaida, the boy's tense body and the little movements of his hands hidden in the quilt.

And the vague murderous intent that was revealed in the last moment.

Conan opened his mouth and looked at Yun Xianhe hesitantly, not knowing how to explain.

The hero who was asked pulled the corners of his mouth forcefully.

She pursed her thin lips, which were slightly cracked due to lack of moisture, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Because this place is where my nightmare begins."

"Nightmare?"

Hearing this, Matsuda Jinpei raised his eyebrows.

It was obvious that he was remembering what Zhu Fu Jingguang had revealed before about Yun Xianhe's background and experience.

Before he could figure out anything.

The person sitting on the hospital bed lowered his eyes slightly, and his shoulders and back slowly slumped.

Seeing the person whose life force was gradually being drained away, Jinpei Matsuda's heart tightened.

Before he could speak,

The person on the hospital bed tilted his head slightly and looked at him with a faint smile on the corner of his lips.

The sun shines in through the window.

It gave the boy's white hair a warm, bright color, and also made his bloodless cheeks look transparently white.

The pair of heterochromatic eyes, which were covered by the hair and seemed to be hidden in the darkness, were still flashing with a faint light.

…Is this really a person from this world?

Jinpei Matsuda was in a trance for a moment.

Then, he heard Yun Xianhe ask in a pleading tone:

"I really can't leave here?"

"Flying pearls and splashing jade" is undoubtedly a very pathological disease.

As long as there is a little emotional stimulation and ups and downs, or simply give yourself a psychological hint of "crying",

Even if the target is a brave man who rarely cries on his own initiative when sober, it can make the other person's tears burst out at the fastest speed.

Make effective use of everything you have.

Matsuda Jinpei stared blankly at the man with misty eyes.

His elbows that were supporting his knees slipped and he almost fell to the ground.

The brave man didn't get to wait for the answer.

Then, the pair of heterochromatic pupils dimmed desolately, as if they were going to extinguish the stars.

There was still a hint of forced smile at the corner of his pale lips, but it made people feel his fragility even more.

It seemed that in the next second, the whole person would be shattered in the winter sunshine like a thin layer of clouds.

Conan's eyebrows twitched as he watched. He felt that Yun Xianhe's current mental state was more dangerous than before his sudden outburst last night.

Yun Xianhe has always given him the impression of being confident, powerful, and cheerful...

Even though he always teased the other person for being fragile, he thought deep down that this person seemed indestructible.

He never thought he would see Yun Xianhe crying.

Seeing that the other party was pinching his fingertips repeatedly as if out of anxiety, Conan subconsciously took out a handkerchief from his pocket.

"Brother Xianhe,"

Matsuda Jinpei felt that the situation was getting out of control, and a vein jumped in his forehead. He hesitated and said:

"Don't cry."

snap,

Bead-sized tears rolled down the tip of the nose and fell into the white quilt, leaving a small string of dark spots.

The two people present felt that the tears seemed to fall directly on their hearts, and the pain was unbearable.

Matsuda hurriedly pulled out a tissue from the side and stuffed it into Yun Xianhe's hand.

Conan raised his handkerchief and wanted to wipe the other person's face, but the latter obviously didn't want to accept it.

The brave man who was good at self-regulation looked at the two people in a panic, and felt as if he was hallucinating himself when he first saw the sun crying.

Is this what tear incontinence feels like?

There was obviously no big emotional fluctuation, but I just wanted to cry for no reason.

Once this thought comes into my mind, tears will well up in my eyes.

The brave man said that he had learned it, and it was much better than the skill he had acquired before, 'God-level Performance Techniques'.

"Don't cry, Brother Xianhe..."

"That's right, don't cry, you're such a big kid, Xianhe, do you really not like being in the hospital? I, tsk! Are you sure you're okay? Then can we not stay here? Don't cry, Guang just came back and thought I was bullying you..."

Click——

The ward door was pushed open.

Holding a stack of medical records in his hand, Morobushi Kagemitsu always felt that he seemed to hear Matsuda calling his name just now.

He glanced at Matsuda Jinpei who was standing stiffly beside the bed, and then glanced at Yun Xianhe who was blocked by him:

"what happened?"

"... Guang, do we have to be hospitalized today?"

"??"

Morofushi Kagemitsu looked at Matsuda Jinpei, who was stiff and seemed to be acting strange.

He took another look at Conan who was jumping around on the bed, and walked quickly forward.

As a result, he happened to see Yun Xianhe looking up.

The other person's red eyes and tear marks on his cheeks were exposed to the sunlight, which was more dazzling than what Zhu Fu Jingguang saw in the night last night.

But that person still had a very faint smile on his face, as if he was trying to make himself look less lonely.

Zhu Fu Jingguang felt as if his heart was stabbed hard by a knife.

"Mr. Guang..."

Yun Xianhe smiled at him, his voice trembling slightly, as if he was afraid.

"I don't want to stay in the hospital...can we go home."

The brave man made his request carefully.

The three people present were silent for a while.

Seeing the light in the other person's eyes dimming bit by bit, Zhu Fujingguang tightened his grip on the medical examination report.

The doctor Xiang Tian just now told him very clearly that Yun Xianhe was suspected of having severe post-traumatic stress disorder and suggested that he take people to see a doctor.

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was struggling internally, took a deep breath and seemed to be suppressing something.

"……it is good."

The brave man, who relied on 90% true feelings and 10% acting skills, lowered his eyes and silently gave himself a thumbs up in his heart.

Thanks to "Feizhujianyu", we escaped from the hospital and our plan worked.