Chapter Seventy-Seven: The so-called pill is not bitter

Infirmary.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry ......"

Mori Kogoro stood in front of the hospital bed and bowed desperately to apologize, while Ran and Conan also stood next to him, and also kept apologizing to Kurosawa Silver who was lying on the hospital bed, and claimed that they would pay for all the medical expenses.

Kurosawa Silver put a soft pillow behind him, leaned against the head of the bed, watched them lose most of his anger like this, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and smiled helplessly: "No, cough cough, actually, cough cough, I didn't hurt much hard...... Ahem, no need to bother. ”

Therefore, he hates colds, which is not only difficult to speak, but also easy to be mistaken for a bad person when wearing a mask.

Black clothes, black pants, suits, leather shoes and anything are not suitable for him, why is there only such strange clothes in the teacher's house? He is really used to wearing warm colors!

Kurosawa Silver rubbed his nose with a helpless expression.

Why are you so unlucky? Now my back hurts, I am lightheaded, and I am really uncomfortable!

"Da Shao, you don't talk much, it's not good for your throat. He poured a mouthful of water under the water and handed it over, and was about to go to the cupboard next to him to get the medicine, Xiaolan hurriedly followed, and also wanted to help, Conan naturally left without letting go.

Kurosawa Silver shook his head and didn't speak again, just silently began to drink in small sips, the more he drank, the more dry his mouth became, and finally sighed helplessly, put the water cup on the bedside table, and then motioned to Mori Kogoro not to worry too much and let him relax and sit down.

At this time, Maori put down the big stone in his heart, his body was weak, and he couldn't help but sit on the chair all of a sudden, but when he saw Yoko Okino standing next to him, he quickly straightened up, and talked to him with full blood.

As a result, she could only bow her head to Kurosawa Gin, pull over the chair and sit next to Maori, make a booing motion, and then began to talk to Maori cautiously, but she was careful not to disturb someone.

But Kurosawa Silver didn't think so, he turned off the flash, and took pictures with his camera with great interest, well, if these photos were sorted out, the title would be a big hit.

"Mr. Kurosawa, I'm really sorry just now, my dad was so rude, and Conan and I also mistook you for a bad guy and caused you too much trouble. At this time, Xiaolan suddenly came over with medicine and water, put it in front of the bedside table, and smiled helplessly.

"It's okay, to be honest, I'm not supposed to be dressed up and walking around like that. Kurosawa Silver pulled down the mask on his face again, coughed a few times, said thank you, took the medicine handed by Xiaolan, sniffed lightly, and couldn't help but get entangled in his eyebrows.

It looks so bitter, and he really likes sweet things.

"Why, Mr. Kurosawa, you have a cold, it is a matter of course. It's just that we, too, are too fussy and don't want to think about how bad guys can appear on a TV station where people come and go. If you really want to say it, the father who came all the way to make trouble for Miss Yoko is the one. ”

"Coming to see your favorite celebrity in person also proves that Mr. Mori is very energetic. Besides, it's not bad to run to the TV station if you have nothing to do, and you can meet a lot of popular people...... Hmm, I'm sorry, I'm a little sleepy, Miss Lan, I'll rest for a while. ”

He hasn't slept since yesterday, and if he doesn't rest, of course, his body will collapse.

Kurosawa put the medicine on the bedside table, then drank the water in one gulp, leaned back again, lay on the bed, and pulled the quilt tight, ready to take advantage of this time to catch up on sleep.

"That, Mr. Kurosawa, your medicine ......" Next to her, Xiaolan glanced at the pill that had not been touched for a while, and couldn't help but want to remind.

"Miss Xiaolan, I don't like to endure hardship, so even if you force him to take this medicine, he won't take it. Interrupting Xiaolan's words under the water, he poured a slightly sweet liquid into the cup before slowly passing the cup over.

Kurosawa Silver seemed to sense the bright red liquid placed there, and instinctively reached out and fumbled for the water glass, and brought it to the bed, without even opening his eyes, sniffed the smell, tasted it, and then drank it all, and put the cup back down.

This half-dream-awake and confused appearance surprised people who didn't know each other.

"Mr. Kurosawa sleeps really fast, and besides, he has such a deep attachment to sweets......" Xiaolan was very surprised to look at Kurosawa Gin, who was obviously sleeping, and smiled awkwardly, "What an interesting person." ”

"It's strange, obviously. Conan stood at the head of the bed and pouted his lips very shamelessly, "It's only been two seconds, he's slept so soundly, it's weird to say that boys like sweets to such an extent." "The more you look at this guy, the more different it is from Gin.

"You don't need to gossip about people's hobbies and physical conditions!" Maori, who happened to be sitting next to him, unceremoniously smashed Conan out of a big bag, and then turned his face to look at Yoko Okino flatteringly, "Then, Miss Yoko, let's continue ......"

Yoko Okino smiled awkwardly and didn't speak.

"Well, let the young master sleep well first. Shrugging his shoulders under the water, he beckoned everyone to go out, and then took the trouble of Yoko Okino to ask the person in charge of the infirmary to borrow the infirmary, and finally carefully closed the door before breathing a sigh of relief.

It's finally over, and it's really hard to take care of him.

Underwater sighed, but at this time, Xiaolan next to him finally couldn't help but look at him with curiosity and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Shui, in fact, since the beginning, I have a question I have wanted to ask you for a long time, that ...... Why are you called Mr. Kurosawa, Young Master? Is he a rich man?"

His father's assets are estimated to be too large to buy a country, and her mother is a world-famous international star, if such a family cannot be called rich, then there is no one in this world who can be called rich.

I really don't know that with such good congenital conditions, why would Kurosawa Silver want to work as a reporter who has no future and has to run around and die of exhaustion.

Underwater teased in his heart, but on the surface, of course, he couldn't confess all the truth, so he could only condense the facts into an extremely short but meaningful sentence: "His mother is the predecessor who taught me to go on the road to stardom." ”

"That's why you call the teacher's son the young master, I see......"

"That's pretty much it. ”

Conan shook a dead fish eye and didn't answer.

He really has nothing to say about Kurosawa Gin's relationships, he can meet close friends wherever he goes, and his terrifying connections are simply all over the country, ah no, it's the whole world.

But this is probably a little compensation from God, after all, his parents died early, and it is not bad for more friends to form a family - this sentence comes from Yukiko, Conan is not interested in God or anything, but he is convinced of the death of someone's parents.

Who told Yusaku Kudo to put on that no-talk attitude every time, there must be something to hide, so combined with Yukiko's words, it goes without saying.

As for Kurosawa Gin's last defense that his parents were alive, well, it must have lied to him, to lie to himself.

Strange, why do you suddenly feel cold on your back......