Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

This idea is completely feasible, especially with the GA series of drugs as a backing, which can ensure member loyalty while preventing personnel losses.

With this thought in mind, Yin Jiu's eyes became brighter and brighter. The atmosphere in the entire emergency room was full of vigor and vitality, which was incompatible with the outside world.

Conan was sent to the hospital in the late night, along with the Mori family and Dr. Agasa.

"Seriously, how did this kid get outside a skyscraper?"

Maori Kogoro complained all the way, but he was very considerate and brought a public wheelchair from the corner of the corridor and let Conan sit on it, "I really owe you!"

"No need, I'm just outside the building and I'm not hurt at all." Conan was flattered and wanted to get up, but Ran Mouri pushed him back into the wheelchair.

"Conan, just sit down. I'll find a doctor to check you out." Ran Mouri was really worried about Conan.

The child had already fallen into the sea and still had psychological trauma. Now he encountered such a horrific explosion. I am afraid that he will be left with some indelible stress disorder in the future.

Vermouth was originally waiting outside the emergency room with Haibara Ai to find out about Yin Jiu's condition, but unexpectedly she saw Conan being pushed in in a wheelchair.

"What's going on?" Vermouth's eyelids twitched and her eyes swept over Conan and Mouri Ran.

How come he's even in a wheelchair?

Could it be that these two unlucky kids were also involved in the explosion and got injured?

Vermouth has been monitoring the FBI all this time and has to travel between the hospital and the base, so she doesn't have much time to pay attention to Conan.

So I didn't notice that the explosion was related to Teiji Moritani, and I was also confused when I saw Conan's miserable appearance.

"Nothing happened! It was Uncle Maori who insisted that I sit in a wheelchair." Conan recognized Vermouth in an instant, and when he saw Haibara Ai next to her who was scared and dared not speak, he broke out in a cold sweat.

"So you are on the third floor. Could something have happened to Yin Jiu?" The only reason Conan could think of for the two of them to appear together at this time was that Yin Jiu was in the emergency room.

Perhaps because of Yin Jiu's condition, Vermouth did not take action the moment Yin Jiu entered.

Conan felt that all the patients in the hospital might not be able to stop Vermouth, but fortunately... fortunately he came back, otherwise if it had been delayed any longer, Haibara Ai would have been in great danger.

"Brother Yin Jiu fell into a coma not long ago," when Haibara Ai saw Conan coming back, she immediately distanced herself from Vermouth, her face pale, maintaining her character.

"We've been trying to save him for two hours now, but we still don't know what's going on."

Speaking of Yin Jiu's situation, Huihara Ai was still a little worried, even though she knew that the child was not human and his physique was different from that of normal people.

However, maybe the organization was drawing blood from Xiaojiu without her knowing... It is also unknown whether Vermouth did anything to Yinjiu in the house at that time.

Haibara Ai was a little worried.

Vermouth went straight behind the crowd and started connecting the headset.

"Oh, Vermouth asked you to show it to the little boy outside." Yin Jiu held the earphone with one finger. He received the message from Vermouth, looked at the time, and felt that it was almost time for others to go out, so he took the initiative to arrange work for Zhongyuan.

"Prescribe Chinese medicine!" Don't let that child go!

Vermouth added through gritted teeth.

She had already seen the whole story in the news reports. She had to teach that brat Kudo Shinichi a lesson, so that he wouldn't always get into trouble and be the first to get involved in it in the future.

If she continues to do things this way, sooner or later Mao Lilan will be implicated.

Kaori Nakahara would definitely not disobey the orders of the two senior leaders. After hearing the instructions, she immediately took out two herbal tea prescriptions from her mobile phone.

"It will help to reduce the heat in your body, and you won't be so naughty. If you want it to be more bitter, you can add some lotus seeds, which can also clear heat. Hmm...is it too cold? How about some croton seeds? It's good for having less energy when you poop."

The thoughtful worker muttered to himself and made great plans on the prescription according to his own understanding.

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The next day.

"Sister Xiaolan, I feel I'm fine and don't need to take medicine."

Conan gave a flattering smile and moved back, trying to stay away from the bowl of black medicine.

I don’t know which doctor prescribed this Chinese medicine. It looks so bitter in a bowl of black and sticky stuff that it’s hard to swallow.

This drug can also treat psychological trauma? It can't just create new shadows to cover up the previous fear, right?

Conan is a little skeptical about life.

Mao Lilan still coaxed him gently and kindly, "Conan, be good. I will buy you some candy after you drink the medicine."

Conan shook his head like a rattle, "You don't have to eat this candy."

"You'd better drink it quickly." Huiyuan Ai also advised, "Don't you want to be discharged from the hospital earlier? Besides, a dose of Chinese medicine like this is very expensive. You don't want to waste Uncle Maori's kindness, do you?"

Conan still shook his head, his body shrank into the corner, and he hugged his knees weakly, pitifully and helplessly.

This is not something that humans can eat!

Several people took turns to coax him, but Conan remained unmoved.

Haha, no matter how nice the words are, I can’t swallow this medicine. It’s really too scary.

Seeing the heat from the medicine getting less and less, Kogoro Mouri was speechless and winked at Ran Mouri.

Mao Lilan returned her father's gaze, her face cold, "Conan! Don't force me to beat you up."

Conan looked up in disbelief, "Ran?"

He is still wearing the vest of a minor now!

He looked at Haibara Ai and Dr. Agasa, and they both looked away at the same time.

“This magazine is really good.”

"Yes, you can buy another one for Yin Jiu to read to relieve his boredom."

Alas, for Kudo Shinichi's sake, it's better to pretend not to see it.

"Drink the medicine."

Ran Mao Li picked up the medicine bowl with one hand and handed it to Conan.

When she had a cold face, it looked quite realistic, and instantly reminded Conan of the fighting power of his childhood sweetheart.

Conan: “…”

He took the bowl tremblingly, frowned and drank it in one breath. After drinking it, he couldn't help but retching a few times.

What kind of medicine is this? It tastes so bad!

Conan, who originally had no psychological trauma, finally developed a fear of "adventure" in his heart.

Just when I was feeling uncomfortable, a plum was stuffed into my mouth. The sour and sweet taste overpowered the smell of the medicine.

Conan's eyes suddenly lit up, "Yin Jiu... Thank you!"

Yin Jiu came here specially to watch the fun after hearing about Vermouth's arrangement, and gained a lot of emotional points when he was at the door.

"Better, right? That's how this medicine works. If you eat something sweet after taking it, it'll quickly suppress the taste."

Yin Jiu raised the corner of his mouth unkindly, but his tone was extremely kind as he comforted the poor detective.

"Good medicine tastes bitter. Compared to Western medicine, which only treats the symptoms but not the root cause, Chinese medicine can solve the problem from the root."

"Hehehe."

It really solved the problem at its root.

Conan felt that if he had been like this when he was a child, drinking a bowl of Chinese medicine every time he went to a dangerous place, he probably would not have developed the desire to explore that he has today.

If you encounter a case, you will just run as far away as possible.

In a sense, "not exploring the unknown and staying away from danger on your own" really solves the problem of children being easily traumatized from the root.