Ji Haihong staggered home, his face was white and he was sweating. Xiaobai saw at a glance that something was wrong with the master, and hurriedly ran over. When Ji Haihong saw Xiaobai, he tried his best to squeeze out a smile: "I'm fine, Xiaobai." But Ji Haihong was wearing a helmet, Xiaobai couldn't see the master's expression at all, and it whined worriedly.

Ji Haihong suddenly collapsed to the ground, and Xiaobai was so frightened that he pounced in front of Ji Haihong. Ji Haihong took off his helmet and wiped the sweat off his head: "Haha, Xiaobai, I'm fine, but now, we have to go into the house first, it's so cold outside"

Ji Haihong almost crawled into the house, and the distance that can usually be covered in tens of seconds, Ji Haihong crawled for ten minutes. After entering the house, Ji Haihong held the wrist of his left hand with his right hand, and took his left hand out of his pocket in pain. Xiaobai saw that the cuff of the master's left hand was tightly wrapped with white gauze, and the gauze was slightly red. Ji Haihong opened the gauze, and blood flowed out of his sleeve like tap water with a valve open. Xiaobai exclaimed in fear, it didn't understand why the master was fine when he left, but why he was so seriously injured when he came back.

The blood kept flowing, just not as fast as it had just been. It may be because the blood that flows out of the wound is blocked by the cuffs and can't get out, accumulating a certain amount of blood, and then gushing out.

The nearby marble floors were covered in blood, turning into beautiful bloodstone. Ji Haihong dragged his weak body to the gym step by step, because it might be used during training, Ji Haihong put a lot of medicines in the gym on the first floor, including a lot of trauma suturing tools.

Ji Haihong took off his combat uniform, and a shocking knife wound on his left arm was exposed, Xiao Bai looked at his master's wound motionlessly, eager and frightened, but powerless.

The wound is located in the upper part of the left arm, deep visible bone. The short sleeves of the black shirt were all dyed red, and although it was not obvious, it added a bloody feeling.

Ji Haihong took out the medical box, opened it and took out morphine and scalpel blades. Sutures. Suture needles, anti-inflammatory lotions, etc. Although the wound was simply bandaged with a tourniquet and gauze at Dr. Asa's house, due to the depth and size of the wound, the tourniquet could only be used as an emergency. In order to restore the wound, sutures must be performed.

When he was a mercenary, Ji Haihong learned this kind of technique, and also performed this kind of operation for his comrades and himself. It's just that he never expected that he would do this kind of surgery on himself in a peaceful environment now.

Morphine produces a powerful analgesic effect by mimicking the action of the endogenous analgesic substance enkephalin, which stimulates the central nervous system opioid receptors. It is effective for all pains, and is more effective for persistent dull pain than intermittent sharp pain and visceral colic. The morphine injection in Ji Haihong's hand is a special battlefield product, which is a kind of morphine sealed in a disposable syringe with a length of only three centimeters, and only needs to be directly inserted into the human body when used.

After Ji Haihong injected morphine, he felt that the pain of the wound was temporarily relieved. Fortunately, he used to connect the sutures and needles when he was bored, which saved him a lot of trouble now.

But Xiaobai has never seen this kind of scene, although he understands that the master is healing himself, but this seemingly masochistic behavior still makes Xiaobai very afraid.

After Ji Haihong disinfected with an alcohol swab, he picked up the suture needle with needle forceps and began to stitch up the wound for himself. The simplest and most practical method for this type of skin trauma is simple intermittent suture. As long as you know how to knit sweaters or sew clothes, you can basically do this way.

Because it was a one-handed suture, Ji Haihong couldn't use a needle holder to assist, but it was nothing.

Needle insertion, needle extraction, needle exit, needle clamping. Ji Haihong is like a precise machine, repeating these steps repeatedly until the wound is stitched up.

After the stitches were completed, Ji Haihong immediately covered the wound with gauze coated with anti-inflammatory powder, and then wrapped it with a bandage. The blood was still flowing, but it wasn't serious. The operation just now caused Ji Haihong to bleed a lot again, and his pants were almost completely soaked with blood. The unique green plastic floor of the gym is also stained with a lot of blood, which looks very weird.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Ji Haihong suddenly felt that his head was very uncomfortable. He raised his right hand with difficulty and touched his forehead, it was very hot. It seems that it is because of the excessive bleeding that has led to the decline of the body's immunity, and I have been in such cold weather for so long, which leads to fever.

This is not good news, if it is not treated in time, Ji Haihong will definitely not survive tomorrow morning.

At this time, Ji Haihong found that he was too weak, and the operation seemed to have exhausted all his strength. He didn't even have the strength to speak now, and his eyelids were very heavy. But he couldn't sleep

Ji Haihong struggled to remove the syringe and antipyretic from the medical box. It is important to know that the injections are generally packed in small sealed glass bottles, and the bottleneck should be cut with a medical grinding wheel or other methods when used. But now that Ji Haihong is weak, how can he still have the strength to do this?

Can't give up, Ji Haihong used all his strength to lift the small glass bottle, and just halfway through it, Ji Haihong suddenly fell into a coma. His hand fell weakly to the ground, and the glass bottle was thrown out and fell to the ground.

Xiaobai's heart seemed to be struck, and its world stopped instantly.

In the woods, Belmode utters the words of abandoning Shirley, and then stuns Conan. is worthy of being a witch with a thousand faces, not only to others, but also to herself. She shot herself in the leg and escaped. Before leaving, she draped her blouse over Conan.

Looking forward to the next meeting, Shinichi Kudo.

Metropolitan Police Department.

Ran and Gray have come to their senses and are drinking hot coffee in the office. Xiaolan said, "Xiao Ai, are you okay?" Gray Yuan glanced at Xiaolan with some emotion: "I, it's okay." Gray Yuan will never forget this day, and will never forget the moment when Xiaolan pounced on him. At that moment, Gray Yuan seemed to see his sister in Heaven smiling at him.

After a brief questioning and bandaging, Ms. Judy was taken to the hospital. Since Dr. Asasa was on standby in the woods, Kikai Hiroshi was nowhere to be found, and Hattori Heiji and the others were on their way to the Metropolitan Police Department. Now it's just the two of them.

Xiaolan saw Gray Yuan's somewhat nervous expression, and thought that she still hadn't escaped from the shadow of this kidnapping case. Xiaolan hugged her in her arms and comforted her: "Xiao Ai, don't be afraid, I will protect you." Instead of struggling, Gray Plains was surrounded by this sudden sense of happiness. She cried, maybe she was too tired today, maybe it was the fear and helplessness that had been buried in her heart all the time, and she cried very sadly. For the first time, she knew what happiness was, but she was still worried about Conan, and she was even more worried about Ji Haihong.

Hattori Heiji and they finally came, and it was really timely. Everyone who was familiar with Gray Plains saw Gray Plains crying sadly in Xiaolan's arms, and they all thought that they had hallucinated because they had not slept well.

After Ashbara's emotions recovered, Hattori Heiji took the opportunity to ask her about the incident and the result, and asked the most important question: "Did Ji Haihong let you out?" Gray Yuan shook his head: "No, I drugged him, he should be awake by now." "What!" For the first time, Hattori Heiji felt that women were not easy to mess with, "I heard that Ji Haihong has undergone professional training, how could he not find out?" Gray Yuan cried again: "That's because he trusts me!" ”

Hattori Heiji realized the seriousness of the problem, and it would be difficult if Ji Haihong woke up and got angry or something else. After all, being taken advantage of by a good friend is no small thing.

The garden came over and asked the teacher: "Pingji! What are you doing? ”

Hattori Heiji embarrassed to open the garden.

"But you said that Teacher Judy told you privately that a mysterious person came to the scene to save you, could this person be Ji Haihong? If so, then he should be coming to you by now, right? ”

Gray Yuan said: "This is exactly what I am worried about, do you think there will be any accident to him?" ”

Dr. Asa finally found Conan in his sleep at dawn. Conan saw the blood stains on the driver's seat and shook his head helplessly.

To assist the police in recording a statement, Dr. Asasa drove to the Metropolitan Police Department. On the way, Conan asked, "Are they all right?" The doctor said, "Well, Hattori Heiji called me, and Xiaolan is also there, she doesn't know when she got into Judy's trunk and saved Ashbara at a critical moment." ”

Conan was first shocked, then relieved: "That fool"

The doctor said worriedly: "But I have never been able to contact Ji Haihong, and no one has answered my landline and his mobile phone." Conan said, "Yes, if Gray Plains was deliberately let go, then he wouldn't have gone to the docks." The doctor added, "By the way, Hattori Heiji said that they met a man in black at the docks, very short but with an old man's tone, do you think it's him?" Conan's eyes lit up: "Definitely!" Dr. Asa was even more worried: "But there's no reason why he shouldn't answer the phone?" ”

When he arrived at the Metropolitan Police Department, Hattori Heiji pulled Gray Hara and hurriedly told Conan about the drugging. Conan was very angry, and although Gray Yuan said that it was for them, this method was too inappropriate: "You idiot! Can you imagine Ji Haihong's mood? His best friend would have drugged! Don't you have a trace of shame? ”

Hattori Heiji persuaded: "Forget it, Kudo, she was crying very sadly just now." Conan looked at the corners of Gray Yuan's red and swollen eyes: "Really? Okay, now contact Ji Haihong immediately. ”

Dr. Asa inadvertently said, "What a professional, I heard that Gray Yuan gave him twice the dose, and he can still resist the drug."

Conan's mind suddenly flashed blood from the driver's seat of the car: "Not good! ”