N-A-A Chapter 549 Do you want to go see the sea?
Chapter 549 Do you want to go see the sea?
Huihara Ai didn't want to be slapped by Yun Xianhe again.
Zhu Fu Jingguang also didn't think that they could forcibly hold down Yun Xianhe and make him cooperate in drawing blood.
Besides, if they did that, wouldn’t they be no different from the bad guys who had hurt each other before?
"Didn't the doctor say that there's a high chance he can recover? If you want to help him recover his memory as quickly as possible, you can take him to a place you've been to together before. The prerequisite is that the memory is positive."
Haibara Ai has an immature and somewhat cruel idea.
If strong stimulation can make a person recover his memory, then based on Yun Xianhe's subconscious actions just now, she guessed that it was that kind of closed laboratory or observation room.
In other words, the operating table.
It is the space that is most likely to stimulate Yun Xianhe and make him remember something.
But at the same time, it will also cause the other party to feel extremely uncomfortable.
Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't know what she was thinking, he just wrote down those words.
Even if he knew, he would not take Yun Xianhe to see it.
It's not a good idea to use painful methods to awaken memories.
Conan, who was listening, thought for a moment and suggested:
"Do you want to go to the beach? It's the last time when Brother Xianhe and we went to the beach for a barbecue. Brother Hagiwara and Brother Matsuda were there at the time."
After hearing this, Zhu Fu Jingguang thought about it and felt that Conan's suggestion was very good.
But alas, it is winter now.
Going to the beach in winter...
Huiyuan Ai crossed her arms and looked at Conan with half-moon eyes:
"You may think his cold healed too quickly."
When she came here with Toru Amuro this afternoon, she saw the person lying on the sofa at a glance.
The other party showed signs of a recurrence of high fever at that time.
Zhu Fu Jingguang skillfully applied a fever-reducing patch to the other party, and then took them to the room to discuss things.
Conan scratched his cheek in embarrassment and suggested:
"So, a hot spring hotel or a ski resort?"
After saying this, Conan and Morobushi Kagemitsu fell silent.
One was hypothermia and he almost froze to death outside, and the other was an avalanche and flood.
…It seems that none of them are very good memories.
Zhu Fujing glanced at Yun Xianhe who was still in a daze, and raised his lips stiffly:
"This plan... let's take a long-term view."
"Haha... that's true. Maybe Brother Xianhe will recover after a good night's sleep tomorrow?"
Conan laughed dryly and said a few words to comfort him.
Of course, no one present believed this.
Obviously, this physical examination was in vain.
But it was not in vain, at least they vaguely knew a secret about Yun Xianhe.
But it was a pity for Toru Amuro, as he had a headache finding out the real life information of Yun Xianhe.
Thinking of how the identity of Morobushi Kagemitsu was encrypted to such a solid degree by the other party, Amuro Toru thought inappropriately.
Perhaps in this world, Yun Xianhe is the only one who knows what has happened to him.
It means Yun Xianhe has no memory, otherwise he would definitely reply:
Coincidentally, he also didn't know the growth experience of this shell, after all, it was written by someone else (Xiao Tiandao).
Perhaps the only good news worth celebrating is that
Yun Xianhe achieved 100% health on the psychological assessment paper given by Huihara Ai.
Healthy, even weird.
Haibara Ai looked at the paper in her hand, then looked at the boy with a calm expression.
Hmm...so amnesia has this function?
Before leaving, Huihara Ai still got a tube of Yun Xianhe's blood.
Yun Xianhe personally took it out and gave it to the other party.
Sure enough, conditioned reflexes are something that will only be reduced when you do something to yourself.
Conan stayed and played with Yun Xianhe for a while, and finally returned to Maori's office after receiving a call from Xiaolan.
After dinner, before going to bed, Zhu Fu Jingguang asked Yun Xianhe a question:
"Does Xianhe like the sea or the snowy mountains?"
The person being asked was stunned for a moment.
How can someone without memory talk about liking something like this?
Seeing that he did not answer, Zhu Fu Jingguang added:
"Or, in other words, where would Xianhe like to go to play more?"
"The sea."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Fu Jingguang nodded.
After watching the other person go to bed, she carefully tucked the quilt in for him/her and reminded him/her not to go out of the house at night before leaving.
The night light beside the bed emits a dim warm yellow light.
The person lying flat in the bed tilted his head and stared through the loose curtains at the snowflakes falling outside the window from time to time.
There are three small snowmen on the windowsill guardrail.
It was Conan and Morobushi Kagemitsu who piled it together with him just now.
Because he had just recovered from a high fever and couldn't go out to play, the two of them came up with this idea.
Tomorrow, if I get better, I’ll build a big one with you.
Yun Xianhe thought this before falling asleep.
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The morning sun is dazzling.
The curtains that were not drawn properly became the indirect culprit that disturbed the sweet dreams.
A beam of light two fingers wide hit Yun Xianhe's eyelids squarely, forcibly waking the sleeping person up.
The person who just opened his eyes was still a little confused.
Because of the glare of the sunlight, I couldn't help but frown.
Yun Xianhe raised his hand to cover his brow, and it took him a long time to fully wake up.
His eyes lit up slightly when he realized that it was sunny outside.
Yesterday Zhu Fu Jingguang said,
As long as the weather is good, he can sit on the porch outside and enjoy the scenery.
Thinking of this, Yun Xianhe, who had been forcibly awakened, felt much better.
He fumbled to put on his glasses, stood up, walked quickly to the window, and pulled open the heavy blackout curtains.
The refreshing green instantly came into view, making the person who was happy just now stunned.
Yun Xianhe blinked blankly, then walked onto the balcony and looked around.
The courtyard, which seemed a little deserted yesterday, is now full of life. There are even many green apples hanging on the fruit tree in the corner not far away.
The snow is gone.
The man who remembered something looked down at the windowsill railing.
On the palm-wide wooden railing, the figures of the three little snowmen had long disappeared, without even a trace of water left.
His heart ached slightly, and Yun Xianhe felt so choked up for a moment that he couldn't speak.
there is none left……
He should have saved them.
If put it in...where?
I can’t remember, the snowman is gone.
It seemed as if dark clouds appeared above the lost cat's head.
Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was watering the roses in the yard, looked up inadvertently and saw Yun Xianhe standing on the balcony, looking down, wondering what he was thinking.
He cleared his throat, trying not to scare people with his voice:
"Good morning, Xianhe. What are you doing?"
Yun Xianhe, who had been in a daze just now, blinked and looked in the direction of the sound.
After seeing Zhu Fu Jingguang, he pointed at the guardrail in front of him, his tone somewhat aggrieved:
"Gone."
Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't react at first.
After Yun Xianhe repeated it, he suddenly understood.
It turned out that the other party was talking about the three little snowmen.
This... there is no way around it. After all, the weather is getting hot and the snow can't stay.
Seeing that Yun Xianhe was planning to stand there for a day to commemorate (?) the three disappeared snowmen, Zhu Fu Jingguang quickly diverted his attention.
"Do you want to go see the sea?"