Chapter 235 Desire Too Low
Ran sat in the back seat, keeping the unconscious Chizuru steady, while Conan, sitting in the passenger seat, would occasionally glance back with concern.
Xiao Lan held Qian Zhu's face, her fingertips touching the tip of his nose. She was startled by his weak breathing and became even more worried and anxious.
They don't know when it started, but they've come to regard the all-alone Qianzhu as family.
They were even more anxious than 01 at this sudden turn of events.
After arriving at the hospital, Qianzhu was rushed to the emergency room.
Qianzhu had no idea what the outside world was like; he only knew that he seemed to have entered a phantom, pitch-black space.
He seemed to stand alone in the center of the world, and the only two figures that could be seen were his reflections.
Qianzhu's gaze remained calm, and her heart was not stirred by this in the slightest.
Anyway...
His world was inherently dark.
Qianzhu lowered her eyes, showing no intention of struggling to leave.
Inside the emergency room.
The doctor's anxious voice rang out.
"Oh no! The patient's heartbeat is gradually weakening!"
"The patient's will to live is too low!"
The hospital was filled with somber sorrow and silent prayers.
Far away in Safe House No. 3, Bertrand paused in his movements, his heart skipped a beat, and a slight pain gradually spread throughout his body, revealing a trace of suffering on his fair, doll-like face.
Seeing his unusual behavior, the others in the safe house were taken aback for a moment, then Vermouth asked softly, "Sweetheart? What's wrong? Are you alright?"
Bertrand glanced at her, then suddenly fainted.
Vermouth was so frightened that her face changed drastically. She reached out and caught him, shouting at Gin, "Quick! Call Sext!"
Gin gave her a displeased look, but quickly made a phone call to have someone bring Sectra over.
In the silent, dark space, the usually calm Qianzhu suddenly raised her eyes slightly, and a small glimmer of light appeared in her empty, unfocused eyes.
He murmured softly.
"..."
"No one can, not even the world's consciousness..."
He suddenly raised his hand and gently touched his cheek, tilted his head slightly, and revealed a smile on his slightly pale face that was exactly the same as 'Kurosawa'.
He muttered something else under his breath, with a hint of wicked excitement.
"If this continues, I'll destroy all the main characters."
The dark space suddenly shattered, but what flowed in from the outside was not light, but the night that was still flashing with black light.
The boy's figure gradually disappeared from here.
The heart rate in the emergency room returned to normal, and the doctor who was resuscitating him was overjoyed, gradually speeding up his methodical movements.
With a soft cough, the boy who had fallen into a coma gradually regained consciousness.
Although he only opened his eyes and glanced at the scene briefly before falling back into a coma, all the medical staff present breathed a sigh of relief.
Several hours later, the boy was wheeled out of the emergency room and transferred to a regular ward.
When he woke up again, it was already noon the next day.
Qianzhu opened his eyes, his gaze unfocused as he stared at the ceiling. The smell of disinfectant lingering around his nose gradually brought him back to his senses.
The lingering itch in his throat made him cough softly.
This successfully attracted the attention of the few people who were quietly waiting nearby.
Xiao Lan grasped his hand in delight, tears welling up in her eyes again. "Qianzhu! That's wonderful, you're finally awake..."
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