Chapter 350 This back and forth, this repetition
"What!?" Kogoro Mouri glanced in the rearview mirror and immediately turned the steering wheel to turn around.
Ran Mouri, sitting in the passenger seat, turned around nervously and worriedly, calling out, "Chizuru!"
"Ugh..." Qianzhu let out a painful groan. The sudden turn caused him to lose his balance and fall to the side.
Conan quickly caught him.
Ai Haibara, standing to the other side, nervously grasped his hand, but was surprised by how cold it was.
Qianzhu's eyes glazed over, and a warm, sweet, metallic taste surged down his throat and into his mouth, then spilled from the corner of his mouth, ran down his chin, and dripped onto Conan's leg.
At that moment, all he could hear seemed to be the sound of his own heart pounding wildly.
It clamors to block out his senses, ultimately leaving him only the right to feel pain.
The numbing pain throughout her body nearly stopped Qianzhu's breathing.
Within his line of sight, he could see them speaking, but he couldn't hear what they were saying.
He was pushed into the emergency room with his eyes open as if he were conscious, but in reality, the pain blocked everything, leaving him alone in a state of numbness.
As Qianzhu was put on an oxygen mask, the last trace of the surgical light reflected in his eyes disappeared, and he slowly closed his eyes.
Even though this has happened many times, the people waiting outside the operating room are still extremely anxious.
It seems that only Qianzhu is used to it.
He would wake up at different times, stare at the familiar white ceiling, and smile at the people who were worried about him by his bedside to tell them that he was alright.
After resting and recuperating in the hospital for a period of time, he will leave the hospital and return to normal life as usual.
Then—this back and forth, this cycle repeated itself.
But if you were to ask him if he would be willing to have a healthy body.
His answer will definitely be—no.
Because he said, "I can't live a normal life."
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Looking at the pale and thin boy lying on the hospital bed wearing an oxygen mask, the group was filled with worry. They would glance at the electrocardiogram monitor from time to time, and their anxiety would only increase when they saw the low heart rate and respiratory rate displayed on it.
Bechfenger, who was on the floor below them, stared at the ceiling with his eyes open. After a few seconds, he calmly closed his eyes and murmured something.
"This is so annoying."
This time, Qianzhu woke up in the middle of the night, glanced at the jumping wires on the electrocardiogram monitor next to her, then looked at the group of people who were practically sleeping on the floor in the ward, and silently focused her gaze on the ceiling.
Time rolls forward, and the sun rises in the east.
On their way back to the ward after buying breakfast, Ran and Conan happened to run into Machi and Maru Kawasaki, who had come to visit Behringer again.
Both sides greeted each other.
"Why are Conan and Ran at the hospital so early in the morning?" Makoto asked, her light purple eyes wide with innocent curiosity.
"Because Qianzhu had a relapse last night, we were worried and he stayed at the hospital," Xiaolan explained softly.
Conan looked at the two of them.
Kawasato Maru seemed unmoved, but Kawasato Machi looked quite shocked.
He asked somewhat nervously, "How is Brother Qianzhu? Is he alright?"
Xiao Lan smiled and bent down slightly to pat his head. "Don't worry, he's fine."
"Oh, okay." Zhenzhi nodded, then asked, "Can I go see him?"
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