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

Everyone was staring at Xiao Ai's movements.

Under the gazes of nine people, Xiao Ai pushed Feng Jianhe again.

"Brother Kazama?"

"Oh my god, I hope the gods protect him."

Someone murmured.

Maybe this prayer is really useful. Feng Jianhe opened his eyes in confusion when he said this.

He really just fell asleep.

If it was a normal sleep, he wouldn't be so bad. He had to push many times before he slowly responded, as if he was pulled out of a dark space.

But this time the sleepiness came really inexplicably.

At that time, it was like being suddenly shot with an anesthetic needle. A strong sleepiness suddenly hit his heart, and then...

Feng Jianhe blinked his eyes, and vaguely saw three balls of light flashing in front of him, and there seemed to be many figures shaking.

Was he... in surgery? Was the light of the operation so dazzling?……

""Brother Fengjian?"

Xiao Ai called out again, and when she saw that Fengjian He didn't move at all, she remembered that he was deaf.

So Xiao Ai shook the flashlight in her hand and successfully attracted Fengjian He's attention.

This surgical light... can also shake?

"What's wrong with him? He doesn't seem to be reacting."

Uncle Maori stood by and waved his hand.

Obviously, this kind of action at the edge of the light could not attract Feng Jianhe's attention.

"Haven't you recovered yet?"

Conan saw through Kazama Tsuru's condition at a glance.

Xiao Ai pursed her lips. Although she lived in the same house with Kazama Tsuru, she had never seen Kazama Tsuru just waking up. Was he really just a little confused after waking up, and not having any physical problems?

Xiao Ai thought about it, put the flashlight on her chin and shone it on her face, then leaned over and pointed at Kazama Tsuru's face.

Pointing at her face.

It's me.

Kazama Tsuru was still confused, maybe his thinking was really slow after being forcibly woken up. His mind was blank for a while, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Then one of the lights moved, illuminating a pale face.

The two deep eye sockets and the lower half of the face were illuminated by the flashlight, while the rest of the face was still in darkness. The whole person was like a skeleton floating in the air.

Kazama Tsuru:...

Is this... hell? Am I going to die like this?

He Thinking of this, his heart was still extremely calm, as if death didn't matter.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, there is really nothing to be sad about if you die. Anyway, you have lived a second life, and you still have the golden finger.

Although this golden finger is not very good.

But compared to those who died before they could fully see the beauty of the world, they are already very lucky.

So... what is waiting for me?

Another time travel? Or reincarnation after losing memory? In this world or will I return to the original world? Can I go back to my original body if I die here? In the end... he thought a lot, and the more he thought, the more he thought. Xiao Ai saw that Feng Jianhe didn't respond for a long time, just staring at her quietly, and then there was no follow-up.

What happened? Is there something wrong with his brain?

She wanted to help Feng Jianhe up to see what was going on, but she didn't dare to move him.

"There seems to be no reaction.……"

"It's a pity that there is no signal in this secret passage, otherwise I could call an ambulance.……"

"He used to be sick often. Is there something wrong with his health now?"

"It's very likely. I stumbled across an article a while ago that said his health seemed to be worse than before."

"That won't……"

"How is it possible? He was fine before.……"

The people behind him couldn't help much, and they weren't familiar with Kazama Tsuru either, so they just stood back and watched, chatting casually in low voices.

But in fact, although they were called low voices, they were infinitely amplified in this place, and no one could not hear what they were saying.

Xiaolan and the other four in front didn't care about them, but just tried to understand his situation.

Xiaoai was struggling with what to do, and Xiaolan came over.

"Xiao Ai, let me take a look."

Xiao Ai nodded hesitantly, and Xiao Lan took the watch flashlight from her hand.

She squatted down and got very close to Feng Jianhe.

"Brother Fengjian, can you hear me? Are you okay? Do you still... remember who I am?"

Poor Xiaolan still doesn't know that Fengjianhe's so-called"amnesia" before was actually a trick to deceive Conan.

Fengjianhe did react. He finally came to his senses and figured out who this was.

Xiaolan? How could Xiaolan be...

Wait, I seemed to have entered the secret passage with Igarashi before, opened the coffin, and then...

Fengjianhe finally reacted, and couldn't help but feel ashamed secretly.

What was I thinking just now??

He was thinking about all kinds of things in his mind, but his face didn't show any of it. He blinked his eyes, then propped himself up and sat up.

Xiaoai and Xiaolan were about to go up to help, but they saw Fengjianhe sitting up at an extremely fast speed.

When he sat up and leaned against the coffin behind him, their hands were only halfway extended.

Fengjianhe looked at the people opposite him and could only vaguely see that there were quite a lot of people, and could barely see the four people in front of him.

He pointed to his ears and shook his head

""Brother Fengjian?"

Xiaolan was puzzled, and then she understood something and was about to say it, but was interrupted by Uncle Maori next to her.

"Can't you hear me, Kazama-kun?"

Uncle Maori nodded.

"No wonder he didn't wake up before. I said so much but he didn't respond. It turns out he can't hear.……"

Conan thought about it, took off the flashlight from his watch, motioned for Xiao Ai to use it to shine on herself, and then began to sign in sign language.

How do you feel now?

Kazama Kazuru watched Conan sign for a long time and guessed that this should be sign language, but... how can he sign in? ?

He blinked and waved his hand.

Conan was stunned.

Goodbye? Disagree? Do not accept? Oppose?

Wait...not good?

Conan thought of the last translation, got anxious, and started to sign again.

Where do you feel uncomfortable?

Kazama Kazuru blinked. Didn't Conan understand?

He thought about it, pointed at Conan's hand, and shook his head.

Conan thought about it.

You, no?

You don't understand? You can't understand?

That means there is something wrong with your brain. Kazama couldn't explain it in detail, and he couldn't quite understand his feelings.

Conan nodded to show that he understood.

Kazama Kazuru breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Conan's actions.

"How is it, what did you find out?"

Xiao Ai watched the two people's gesture curiously, and when they finished, she asked Conan.

Conan lowered his head and spoke in a low voice, a little worried.

"He might have a headache. He can't really describe how he feels, and I don't really understand."

Ran didn't ask how Conan knew sign language, maybe he learned it from TV.

She couldn't help but worry about Kazama Tsuru's condition.

"What should we do now?"

Uncle Maori was about to say something when he saw Kazama Tsuru standing up.

It was strange to keep looking up at them. Since it was difficult to communicate, it would be better to solve the problem here quickly.