Traveling through Conan: Buying Poirot Cafe at the beginning

Chapter 96 Xiaolan sees through everything

Mihua General Hospital.

Conan was rushed here for treatment.

"Is this kid Conan okay?" Kogoro leaned against the wall of the hospital and asked everyone anxiously.

Ayumi Yoshida is now facing the wall and praying for Conan. Conan was shot mostly because of their disobedience.

Dr. A Li hesitated on the side.

"About this, actually he..."

Haibara Ai raised his head and replied to Kogoro.

"That's not necessarily true. He was shot on the left side of his abdomen. Although the bullet did not stay in his body, the bullet penetrated his kidneys, causing excessive bleeding. He might have lost his life because of this."

"What!" Mouri Kogoro's face became very ugly. He didn't expect the injury to be so serious.

At this time, Conan also came out of the intensive care unit and was about to be sent to the operating room for surgery.

"Sorry, doctor, we no longer have any spare blood of the same blood type as this child in the blood bank." A nurse hurried up from downstairs.

"What? What did you say? We can't wait for the blood to be transported from the blood center!" The attending doctor suddenly broke into a cold sweat after listening to the nurse's words.

"Doctor, please use my blood. This child and I have the same blood type." Xiaolan looked very anxious at this moment and rushed to the doctor.

The expressions of everyone present became a little shocked and confused. Kogoro asked: "Xiaolan? How do you know that you two have the same blood type?"

Haiyuan looked at Xiaolan with eyes full of threats.

Xiaolan looked relaxed and whispered: "Let's take blood tests first."

Conan, who was lying on the stretcher, thought to himself: Is it really true? Do you already know my identity?

In the operating room, Conan was under general anesthesia and had no consciousness. The doctor was quickly suturing the wound on Conan's abdomen.

"How is the situation?" After receiving the news, Yang Ming drove to the hospital.

"It's Yang Ming, you're here too." Kogoro stood up to greet Yang Ming.

"It's still under surgery. According to the doctor, it's not life-threatening."

Yang Ming nodded. He was not worried at all that Conan would die. As a protagonist, the world does not allow him to die.

Through Dr. Ali, Yang Ming also learned the whole story.

The cause was that Conan and his party went camping in the wild, but they encountered a group of bad guys. Conan was accidentally shot while fighting with them in a battle of wits.

In the corridor, Xiaolan sat on a chair with deep thoughts, her right hand pressing her left arm.

"Xiaolan, are you also injured?" Yang Ming stepped forward and asked curiously.

"No, the hospital blood bank is out of blood. I just drew some blood." Xiaolan's voice was weak, and it seemed that a lot of blood was drawn.

"That's true, but why do I see that you are so preoccupied? What are you thinking about?" Yang Ming sat next to Xiaolan.

Xiaolan looked a little sad unconsciously, and whispered to Yang Ming: "I don't know why, but I always felt that Conan was Shinichi. I had doubts last time."

Yang Ming smiled awkwardly and whispered: "I think you miss Kudo too much. He is also a high school student after all, while Conan is an elementary school student."

Xiaolan frowned and lowered her head to think.

"Do you think there is a possibility that there is a kind of medicine in this world that can return you to your childhood after taking it? And he was afraid that I would know about it, so he never dared to tell me?"

Yang Ming shouted in his heart: Damn it!

The truth of the matter was exposed like this?

"What am I thinking? How could there be such a rejuvenating medicine?" Xiaolan said to herself.

"Let me tell you something, Shinichi and I have the same blood type, and so does Conan."

Yang Ming's expression changed and he whispered: "Blood type? What is your blood type?"

"We all have blood type A, what's wrong?" Xiaolan told Yang Ming her blood type, not knowing what he wanted to express.

The corner of Yang Ming's mouth twitched slightly, it couldn't be such a coincidence.

"I also have blood type A, and the blood types are the same. This doesn't mean anything. You can't just think that I am Kudo just because the blood types are the same."

Listening to Yang Ming's words, Xiaolan also solved her own doubts.

Is it really just a coincidence?

Yang Ming thought to himself: Conan, I can only help you so far, the rest is up to you.

Yang Ming unconsciously looked at Haiyuan Ai, and saw her staring intently at the indicator light in the rescue room.

It seems that she is very concerned about Conan's situation.

After a while, the light in the emergency room changed from red to green, and the nurse pushed Conan out.

"The patient is now out of danger, but the effects of the anesthesia are still there, and he may need to wait until tomorrow to wake up."

After hearing the doctor's words, everyone's hearts were relieved.

"In that case, I will leave first and come back to visit him in a few days." Yang Ming stood up to resign, said hello to everyone and left.

Conan also went to the ward surrounded by a crowd of people.

In the blink of an eye, ten days passed. In the past ten days, Mihua City has rarely been peaceful. No murders, kidnappings, or bombings occurred.

It seems that this is the main theme of the world.

On this day, Yang Ming came to Mihua General Hospital with a fruit basket.

"Oh, you're recovering well, and you're actually playing a video game console." Yang Ming stuffed the fruit basket into Conan's arms and snatched the video game console from his hand.

"Let me see what game you are playing."

Conan was sitting in a wheelchair, with Ayumi and three others standing behind him.

"It's brother Yang Ming. Why do you have time to visit me today?" Conan looked at Yang Ming in confusion. Shouldn't this busy man pay attention to food? Why did you come to him? I don't feel good at all.

"What should I say? Can't I come and check on your injury?" Yang Ming returned the game console to Conan. The game inside turned out to be a very old horizontal screen arcade game.

At this time, Xiaolan and Yuanzi also finished chatting with the attending doctor and walked over to Yang Ming.

"Okay, Conan needs to rest. You can play some other time." Sonoko dispersed Ayumi and others.

Xiaolan came over and said hello to Yang Ming: "Yang Ming, let's push Conan back to the ward."

Yang Ming personally went behind Conan and pushed the cart for him.

This move scared Conan so much that he almost stood up and ran, fearing that Yang Ming would fly out by himself if he exerted his strength.

"Conan, the doctor just said that you can be discharged from the hospital in two days." Xiaolan said to Conan from the side.

Yang Ming couldn't help but sigh: "Oh, you have such a good physique. You were so seriously injured and you recovered so quickly."

Hearing Xiaolan's words, Conan also smiled. He was finally discharged from the hospital. He had been suffocated for the past two days.

Rice Flower City, Conan is back!

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