Zhu Fukongliang was originally determined not to review or treat the injury, but the cold caused by the wound inflammation greatly affected the recovery process of the eardrum.
The eardrum itself is an organ connected to the nasal cavity and throat. Once a cold or respiratory infection occurs, it is easy for the infection to enter the tympanic cavity through the Eustachian tube and induce infection, making it difficult for the infection to heal on its own.
To translate it, Zhu Fu Kong Liang did not hold out for 24 hours, so he ran to find his brother to go back. If he waited another five minutes, he would not be able to go back.
This was an accident, not a physiological disease, so it can be traced back within 24 hours.
"I thought you could hold out for two or three days before coming to see me this time." Saiki Kusuo did not refuse this little trouble. He patted Morobuchi Sora's shoulder, and the wound disappeared, and even his hair returned to normal.
Zhu Fu Kong Liang wiped away his nonexistent tears: "This was an accident."
"I haven't figured out how to explain this to Sorasuke yet."
——That’s right! He had to explain to Kusuo first before explaining to Sosuke!
Even if my brother could hear what was going on, he should never ignore such exchanges.
Just like it is impossible for Sorasuke not to know the details, Sora Ryo still needs to explain.
He said that his brother's lines just now sounded weird.
Morofuku Sora's expression softened immediately, and he hugged his younger brother, who was much shorter than him, as if he was hugging a cat - if Kusuo wanted, he could grow to the size of Ultraman, or shrink to the size of an ant.
Just because 1676cm is the average height of 16-year-olds in high school, Saiki K. controls himself to maintain this height.
"Are you worried about your brother, Kusuo?" Morofuku Soryo slightly bent his waist and looked at his brother's eyes which were blocked by glasses with sincerity. His blue cat eyes were full of tenderness. "Because Kusuo is too strong, you will know whatever happened, and I almost forgot about the process."
"This time it was my mistake. I didn't notice the consequences of the deviation of the world line. The cartoonist corrected the time of Jingguang's death, which caused a certain instability in the world, thus affecting the forum. Sorasuke's inhibitor also exploded due to the riot on the forum."
Saiki Kusuo: "......"
Saiki K: "Wouldn't it be OK if you just explain it to Sousuke like this?"
Anyway, no matter what, they couldn't be angry with their brother.
There is no privacy in the Qimu family, so naturally there will be no misunderstandings - oh, mom and dad's quarrels don't count, they are just hobbies.
"I will go talk to Sorasuke separately. Sorry, Kusuo, for making you worry." Morofuku Sora repeated, his tone sincere and well-behaved.
"…I'm not worried, nor am I angry. My class is about to start." Saiki Kusuo looked away and disappeared right where he was.
Very good, Kusuo's problem has been solved. Morofuku Sora looked at his cell phone and pressed the dial button.
As a result, before the call was connected, the doorbell rang.
Zhu Fu Kongliang watched the door open by itself, and the blond-haired boy waved to him from the door.
"Hey, brother, long time no see." Saiki Sosuke said with a smile.
"Long time no see." Morofu Kongliang was indeed a little surprised. He didn't expect Kongzhu to return home at this time. His eyes immediately curved into a smile, forgetting the previous unpleasantness: "Did you tell Kusuo?"
Kusuo didn't remind him even though they were so close. Kusuo probably doesn't have such a strong sense of bad taste... probably.
"No, I plan to give him a surprise later." Saiki Sosuke responded naturally.
Saiki Kusuke took off the telepathic blocker on his head (if he couldn't hear his inner voice, Saiki Kusuo wouldn't notice anyone approaching, and would often be startled by it), and the blond boy smiled and said, "Okay, what do you want to explain to me, brother?"
Finally it came.
Zhufu Kongliang closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and his deep blue cat eyes were filled with apology: "I'm sorry, Kongzhu, I broke the earrings you gave me..."
Compared to anything else, ruining the gift given by his younger brother occupied the first place in Zhufu Kongliang's heart.
Saiki Sosuke stared at Morobuchi Soryo for a while, then burst out laughing: "What? So this is what you care about, brother?"
"No, I'm not angry. If you need it, I can make another one." Saiki Sosuke came a little closer. "It looks like it has recovered. I will add new functions next time."
"Is it okay?" Zhu Fu Kongliang asked.
"It's not a complicated process, don't worry."
The brothers chatted for a while, and Zhu Fu Kongliang asked, "When do you plan to go back?"
"I graduated with my PhD early." Saimu Kongzhu said with a smile, "I plan to live with my grandparents for a while."
"Are you going to visit grandpa and the others?" Zhu Fu Kongliang thought for a moment and said, "Call me to go with you when the time comes. I haven't contacted grandpa for a long time."
"Okay." Saiki Sosuke made an OK gesture. Then he took out a piece of... um, sticker from his pocket?
Saiki Sosuke explained, "Brother, don't you need to heal the wound? Bandage it now, and then put this on when the scar is ready to heal."
Zhu Fukongliang understood that this was a disguise prop, used to fake wounds. And it only needed to be pasted, no technical content was required.
"You really helped a lot! Kongzhu." Zhufu Kongliang never hesitated to praise and thank his younger brother.
Yesterday morning, Zhufu Kongliang confirmed the distinction between comics and reality, and resurrection will most likely no longer require descriptions in comics.
But without any test, this was just a guess, which made Zhu Fu Kongliang hesitate to take direct action.
Compared to the second method, which might not be successful, Hagiwara Kenji is a successful experimental subject. Following the original plan is the safest option.
The sample in his hand is Kenji Hagiwara who has been successfully resurrected, and the reason is the conspiracy theory of the intelligence house.
Date Kou's death was faked, so there is no need to dismantle the prepared script now.
It is impossible to use my brother for experiments - that is to say, there is only Matsuda left.
This time it was an experiment where [the person was confirmed dead in the comics, but was still alive in reality, just not in the comics].
It's a backup plan. If it succeeds, it means that even if Zhufu Kongliang fails to save his brother in the comics, there will still be a second plan.
This new method can only be said to be the right time, right place and right people - before the cartoonist's announcement that the time of death would be postponed by one year had any impact on reality, Zhu Fu Kong Liang did not think that this method would succeed.
Plans cannot keep up with changes, and the more good changes like this, the better.
Zhufu Kongliang immediately moved Matsuda Jinpei's body out of the warehouse and stuffed it into a hospital.
This hospital is an old hospital with several decades of history. Zhu Fukongliang specially found a new nurse to take care of the "severely injured vegetative patient" who had been lying in bed for many years.
The new nurse was being guided by her senior into a ward. The nurse was holding a stack of files in her hands and was receiving instructions from the senior doctor.
The doctor paused before entering the room, but the action was not abrupt, at least the nervous new nurse did not notice it.
The doctor led the nurse into the nursing room, still wearing sterile nursing clothes: "Nurse Xiaochuan, this is the patient you will need to take care of in the future."
Nurse Ogawa glanced at the blank name on the file and looked a little puzzled: "Dr. Oshima, why is this patient's name..."
Dr. Oshima sighed and said, "This patient was sent in three years ago with extensive burns and blast injuries. His condition was critical and he underwent surgery immediately."
"But after the operation, we found out that the person who brought the patient here had already left, leaving behind a large sum of medical expenses and asking us to take care of the patient."
Dr. Oshima went on to explain: “We have tried to find the patient’s family, but now three years have passed and there is still no clue.”
This is normal. There are many patients abandoned by their families in hospitals, especially children. Hospitals cannot just throw people out to fend for themselves, so they can only pay for their care.
At least someone paid enough money to support this patient for ten years, so the hospital accepted this anonymous patient without any hesitation.
Nurse Ogawa secretly took a look at the patient's appearance. Although half of his face was disfigured, the part that was not disfigured still showed his former handsomeness.
In addition, the large scar on the neck that is not covered by clothes and the burnt part of the face makes people feel scared and want to know what the other person has been through.
Nurse Ogawa couldn't help but say with regret: "...It is very difficult to wake up a vegetative person who has been in a vegetative state for more than a year. This gentleman..."
"Well. Anyway, your job is to take good care of these patients." Dr. Oshima nodded to Nurse Ogawa, left the ward, and took the new nurse into the next ward.
Before leaving, Nurse Ogawa couldn't help but look back again, with a hint of pity and regret in her eyes.
Three years have passed, and not only has no one come to visit him, but the possibility of him waking up is very low, almost zero.
"...How pitiful." Nurse Ogawa muttered softly.
Dr. Oshima called out from the front, "Nurse Ogawa?"
"Ah! Right here!" Nurse Ogawa immediately shook off the thought in her mind.
Zhu Fu Kongliang was responsible for all the file modification work, and he also handled the surveillance from three years ago.
Saiki Kusuo glanced at Matsuda Jinpei lying on the bed. From his and Morobuchi Soryo's perspective, the man's face was clean without any scars. But to others, it was just a large burn scar.
"There will be one more person who needs 'plastic surgery' in the future." Zhu Fu Kongliang complained to his younger brother.
Saiki K: "Oh my, this is not your script."
Morofuku Sora ignored his brother's complaints, put his hands together as if praying, and stood transparently in front of Matsuda Jinpei's bed.
"Please try to save yourself as the latest test subject, Mr. Matsuda."
If it weren't for the new accident, Zhu Fu Kongliang would probably have really forgotten this police officer.
The next day, after Nurse Ogawa finished her nursing and massage work, she left with the medical equipment in her hands. She did not notice that the fingers of the "vegetative patient who had been lying in bed for three years" trembled very slightly.
And this vegetative man is still sleeping with his eyes closed at this moment, and it is unknown when he will wake up.