How can I live next to Conan when I vomit blood from time to time?

"No!! He didn't!! He didn't kill anyone!! No!!"

When Conan said the previous words, the old woman's pupils trembled, as if she had heard the truth, but she did not deny it or stop him. However, when Conan mentioned that his son had killed someone, her emotions suddenly became intense.

Feng Jianhe was startled by the shouting, and the wood chip could not help but move away from her neck, fearing that it would really hurt the excited old woman. However, Conan still looked very calm.

"No, he killed someone, he killed his father, otherwise why would you imprison him for so many years and say it was for his own good?"

"He, he just……"The old woman was controlled by Feng Jianhe. The idea of killing and silencing her was extinguished as soon as it appeared. She could only stutter and try to come up with a reasonable explanation.

"He's just sick, yes, he's just sick!"

"He is ill, I cannot let him go out and hurt others, and I also want to treat his illness, so……"

"Enough!!"

Conan's righteous voice echoed in the basement, dispelling all the darkness.

"You are obviously only doing it for your own selfish desires!"

The tender voice of the child in the basement, mixed with the intermittent roars of the man in the cage, like a beast, added a bit of shocking power.

"You want to lock up your son until the case is dismissed, but does your son really want this?!"

"If you continue like this, you can indeed escape legal sanctions, but you can't escape the condemnation of your conscience. Do you really want your son to live in the shadow forever?!"

Silence, endless silence, and finally a hoarse male voice broke the atmosphere.

"He is right, Mom, I am the murderer, I am the one who killed Dad!"

The man in the cage became more and more excited.

"Although you covered it all up, I know that I am a murderer! I killed my father with my own hands!"

"I really can’t stand this kind of life anymore. Every night I dream of my father dying tragically in front of me!! I want to turn myself in and atone for my sins!!"

In the end, the man almost shouted out, like a lone wolf who was cornered.

"Woohoo...don't say things like that. It will be over soon. The deadline will be up soon. You will be free soon.……"The old woman couldn't help crying after hearing what her son said.

"Woo woo woo……"

The old woman's cry was full of regret and worry.

Conan was about to speak again when he heard a noise outside.

"Snap, snap, snap! Snap! Snap!!"

"There's someone here! It's here!"

The four people who were still in the warm (?) scene turned to look at the white coat who broke in unexpectedly.

"Who is the patient? Is it the man in the cage?

The anxious doctor looked at Igarashi Yang next to him.

"Uh... No, it's this."

The doctor looked in the direction of Igarashi's finger, and a man who looked more like a robber than a patient, holding a piece of wood against someone's neck, was standing there.

Everyone was silent for a while.

In the end, Kazama Tsuru returned to the hospital because he had a heart attack.

The man who had been imprisoned for five years also went to the hospital for a physical examination under the supervision of the police officer who arrived later.

The two were lying next to each other. The man who had not seen the outside world for five years was covered with a quilt, watching a group of doctors rushing around the bed next to him to rescue him, with a complicated expression.

……

When Feng Jianhe woke up again, the man who had accidentally killed his father had been examined and taken to prison.

Considering that he had surrendered himself, he would not be detained for too long.

He was left alone in the empty ward.

""The patient is awake! Doctor Nagai!"

The young nurse who had just entered the room shouted and ran away. Not long after, Nagai Miishi came in with a bunch of examination reports.

"Hello again, Kazama-kun.……

"Your physical condition……"

"Um...wait, Dr. Nagai, my heart hurts.……"

""Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep!"

The heart rate detector's increasingly sharp warning sound and Feng Jianhe's gradually pale face directly explained the situation.

Nagai Miishi was startled and dared not say anything. He hurried forward to check, constantly comforting her.

"Kazama-kun, calm down, take a deep breath, relax, it's okay, you are fine, relax……"

After a long pause, Feng Jianhe finally lay quietly with his eyes closed. Nagai Miishi didn't dare to say anything to provoke him, and the matter of explaining his illness was left unresolved.

【Enter the hospital and get a reward for elementary tea art】

【Heart attack, bonus dynamic vision +5】

……

After a few days of resting in the hospital, Feng Jianhe felt that he was becoming more and more Buddhist, and gradually enjoyed this peaceful life.

He woke up on time every day, sat up and looked at the scenery outside the window, the doctor came to observe the situation on time, and a little nurse came to push him around the hospital at a certain time. Life was so comfortable.

As for boredom, it was not a problem at all. He now understood the hidden usage of the system. When he was bored, he would hypnotize himself silently in his heart.

It seems that my head is a little dizzy now, and my eyes are getting heavier. I always want to sleep recently...

Self-hypnosis MAX

So Dr. Nagai Miishi was puzzled by the fact that Feng Jianhe was sleeping for nearly two-thirds of the day. He could only keep him in the hospital for observation after consulting Feng Jianhe.

During this period, Conan and Xiaolan also came to see him several times, and several children also came with him.

However, because Feng Jianhe's hypnosis to himself was too strong, he always fell asleep while talking, and the visit was always interrupted halfway.

Feng Jianhe said that there was nothing wrong with this. He didn't hate children, but he didn't like them either.

Three real children and one fake child were noisy around the bed, disturbing his quiet life.

Just leave.

To be honest, he didn't feel a sense of belonging to this world.

He couldn't help jumping out of the play, as if he was outside this world, watching all kinds of different people approach and leave, watching them worry, but he didn't feel anything.

Under the surface of warmth and peace, there was a sense of alienation.

"Mr. Kazama, Mr. Kazama?"

Kazama He slowly opened his eyes and saw a magnified pretty face.

It was the little nurse who had been taking care of him recently.

"Um... light rain……"

"Mr. Fengjian, you fell asleep again while we were chatting in the yard. It is already the afternoon of the next day.

Xiaoyu looked a little worried, but then she smiled softly, revealing a sense of relief.

"As usual, I told Dr. Nagai about the situation. He said that your condition has improved and your wakefulness time will increase little by little. You will be fine in a few days."

"So that's it……"Feng Jianhe raised his hand to his forehead and closed his eyes to rest. His head hurt a little after sleeping too much.

"That's not bad."

"Has anyone come to see me during this time?"

"There is a group of people who came to see you. They are Ms. Maori and little Conan. Um... I heard them say that they seem to be here to ask about your situation and want to invite you to go somewhere together.……"

"Invite me to a place?"

"Well, it seems that they are planning to go on a trip, and they want to invite you to go with them."

Feng Jianhe thought for a few seconds, put down his hand and looked at Xiaoyu,"Push me to the yard, I want to make a phone call."