Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Chapter 686 It doesn’t matter

[Master, you'd better try to get over this situation first. ]

Good question, but the question is how to fool people?

For a moment Yun Xianhe thought that the thermometer was broken.

But looking at Hattori's face, it was obvious that he wouldn't believe it.

The expressions of the young detective and Xiaolan on the side were even more solemn, as if he had just been diagnosed with an incurable disease.

The brave man who pulled Osaka Chocolate's hand away from his face put on a dead look and listened to these people talking about calling an ambulance or something.

I'm tired, so I might as well just destroy it.

"I'm fine, really."

"No, you're in trouble."

"I,"

"If you don't want to go to the hospital, you'd better listen to the instructions and rest now."

Hattori stopped Yun Xianhe's resistance with just one sentence.

We should be thankful that there are doctors available here.

Even when he was taken to the guest room and given an IV, Yun Xianhe still had those dead eyes of his.

Seeing the few people who seemed to be planning to make the bed for him to lie down, the person sitting in the corner finally couldn't help but speak:

"No need for this."

"Don't you want to take a break?"

In fact, Hattori was puzzled as to the fact that Yun Xianhe was still conscious.

For example, when he has a cold and a fever, not only will he feel weak all over, but at least his head will feel dizzy all the time, and he seems to be in a daze.

Yun Xianhe waved his hand:

"No, I'm not very tired yet."

Hearing this, Hattori looked at Conan hesitantly.

The latter held the pillow in his arms and hesitated:

"Let's spread it out first, so that if Brother Xianhe gets tired later, he can lie down directly."

"That makes sense."

Yun Xianhe helplessly looked at the two people who started to make the quilt after each of them finished speaking, and tilted his head to glance at the paper sliding door that had just been closed by Inufushi Chiaki.

The sun is setting.

"You two don't need to take special care of me, I just have a fever. Why don't you take this opportunity to learn more about me,

"Hai Hai Yi - I'll go after I make the bed."

"Yeah, you don't have to worry about what happens next, Brother Xianhe. Hattori and I will work hard. Of course, I will tell you the clues later."

So, just rest here with peace of mind.

The little detective placed the pillow on the quilt and gave Yun Xianhe a soothing smile.

After finishing the quilt, Osaka Chocolate put his hands on his hips and smiled at Yun Xianhe:

"That's right! Just leave this to Conan and I. You should have a good rest tonight, and Uncle Maori will take you back tomorrow morning."

It is quite dangerous to stay in a place where accidents can happen at any time.

Rather than being nervous and worrying about all sorts of things, it would probably make you feel safer and have a better rest if you go back to your own home, right?

Hattori didn't say the rest of the words, but he felt that Yun Xianhe should be able to understand what he meant.

Unfortunately, the other party can't.

"...Do you think I'll be a burden to you guys if I stay here?"

The voice of the boy sitting in the corner suddenly dropped.

The eyebrows and eyes hidden by the slightly long bangs drooped, and the pale lips pursed lightly, pulling out a far-fetched arc:

"That's right, let's just consider it a burden."

Upon hearing this, Hattori exclaimed, “Huh?”

"I can go back by myself."

After saying this, Yun Xianhe began to pick at the medical tape on his hand, as if he was trying to pull out the needle.

Seeing this scene, Conan rushed over and held Yun Xianhe's hand.

"Brother Xianhe! What are you doing?!"

"go back."

When they were closer, Conan found that the corners of the other person's eyes were redder than when he saw him in the car just now.

Worse?

The hero who was covered and unable to move glanced at the little detective and smiled sadly:

"Will my staying here distract you? And it's in the way."

"No!"

On the other side, Daban Chocolate finally realized that he seemed to have said something that could be misunderstood.

He covered his forehead in distress, and quickly walked towards Yun Xianhe, saying with a wry smile:

"That's not the case. Don't think too much about it. I just think that since you are sick, it would be better for you to go back and have a good rest. If something unexpected happens here, we won't be able to take care of you."

“It’s still a burden.”

"No! Xianhe, I know your abilities. You can't be a burden to anyone here! I just want you to go back and have a good rest."

"You think I'm useless while I'm sick?"

"Ah, no, that's not right! I just want you to have a good rest!"

Osaka Chocolate, who almost followed the other party's line of thought, said this in frustration.

Conan, who was standing by, scratched the hair on the back of his head with one hand, trying to make it clear to Yun Xianhe that they didn't think he was in the way or anything like that.

[Master, it is not good to lie to children like this. ]

"How can this be called cheating? They obviously just think I'm in the way."

After hearing this, 113 looked at his host's expression, which seemed to be abandoned by the whole world, and nodded without any bottom line:

【You are right. 】

There was absolutely no way it was his host's fault.

Actually, it doesn’t matter whether you go back or not.

Yun Xianhe mainly wanted to find a way to get these two people away now.

His anti-sickness medicine was about to expire.

Seeing that they couldn't think of any words to comfort them, the brave man smiled sympathetically:

"It's okay, I know what you want to say."

"……real?"

"real."

But the disappointment in your eyes doesn't say that.

At this moment, Conan felt a sense of guilt rising in his heart.

"You will tell me about the case, right?"

"Of course!"

"Let's go ask them now if they have any clues!"

The two detectives spoke one on each side.

After making sure that Yun Xianhe had no intention of continuing to pull out the needle, Conan loosened his hand and followed Hattori out, looking back every few steps.

Hattori, who opened the sliding door first, said:

"We'll come and tell you once we get the details!"

"Brother Xianhe, you should have a good rest first. We will be back soon! We won't leave you alone!"

The hero was stunned when he suddenly heard the last sentence.

He looked at the two people at the door who were shrouded in light, and suddenly smiled:

"Okay. It's a deal."

"Yeah!" x2

The paper sliding door reunited, blurring the setting sun a little.

Yun Xianhe, who was sitting in the corner, listened to the footsteps gradually fading away, and silently took out a constant temperature box from the system warehouse.

113 looked at the person who was silently picking out medicines with his head down, and sighed unintentionally:

[These sons of luck all like to say this kind of thing. ]

"……yes."

However, how many people can finally fulfill their promise?

"Well, it doesn't matter."

The needle on the back of the hand was removed.

In the dim corner, the brave man looked at the blood beads overflowing from the back of his hand with heavy eyes.

Then he transferred all the basically unused intravenous medicine into the system's trash can and hung the empty bottles back on the bracket.

"Even if they said that, I wouldn't stay."

A syringe emitting a slightly fluorescent blue glow appeared in his hand.

After pressing the hidden switch on the top, the sharp tip of the syringe pops out.

Yun Xianhe tilted his head as he was thinking about where to insert the needle. After thinking for a while, he searched the box carefully again.

"You say, if we inject this cooling potion, can we conceal it?"