Chapter Ninety-One: I'll Sign It
"Do you mean you?"
Xia Mu Chuan also raised his eyebrows, and looked at the female police officer in front of him playfully: "I see that the relationship between the two of you was not bad when you interrogated me." ”
"This is not something you should care about, you better take advantage of the present time to take a look at the outside world, you will not be able to come out again for the rest of your life."
"I don't care, I lie down wherever I lie, the prison nurses may be better than the hospital nurses, but the big deal is to die of illness." Natsuki Kawa is also fearless.
At that time, maybe the two major consortia will send him on the road early, and the only pity for him is that the final goal of revenge against the police has not been achieved.
Miwako Sato beckoned to the two subordinates dressed as police officers, and after handing over Natsuki Kawaji to them, she turned her head to look at the other colleagues who were cleaning up the mess-
Twilight Thirteen, who was separated from her, was still directing the scene, and the kid named Conan Edogawa was still sitting and resting, as if recovering his physical strength that had almost bottomed out because he had run over.
"Conan-kun."
"Huh? Left to the vine criminal. ”
Conan, whose breathing gradually calmed down, looked up and saw Miwako Sato walking towards him.
"It's really thanks to you for what happened just now, thank you."
"This is what I should do, Uehara is such a good and powerful policeman." Successfully caught up with Conan, a heartfelt smile rose on the corner of his mouth.
It's a living human life.
"But, then again, why are you here, Conan-kun? How did you know where Uehara was? ”
——?!
Oops, I knew it!
The corner of Conan's mouth smiled: "That's because I told Brother Shinichi about this eucalyptus, and then Brother Shinichi immediately reasoned out here and asked me to come over and stop the police."
"As for why I knew the location of the Uehara Crime...... Well, it's actually a prop made by Dr. Asasa.
"He's made a small radar that can automatically capture human signals or something, and I don't understand Dr. Asasa's terminology, but it's a very powerful one.
"I used to use it to play peek-a-boo, but Shinichi asked me to take it out and help find Uehara Crime. Unfortunately, when I first arrived here, I accidentally fell, broke my skateboard, and that radar fell into the sewer. ”
Conan, who racked his brains to search his stomach and scraped his stomach, finally pushed the pot on the almighty Dr. Asasa.
As if to verify the truth of what he said, he patted the skateboard at his feet.
“……???”
Miwako Sato looked stunned.
"Ah, that, it's so late, I have to go back first, goodbye to Zuo Teng!"
Conan, who also knew that his lame reason was really a bit outrageous, pretended to raise his wrist and look at the time, hurriedly patted his butt and stood up, picked up the skateboard and said goodbye.
"Huh-"
Miwa Zi Sato wanted to say if he wanted to send someone to take you home, but Conan ran away without looking back, not giving her a chance to speak at all.
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St. Luke's International Hospital, a renowned hospital that upholds the heart of Christian benevolence.
Compared with the long-established hospital of the University of Tokyo Medical Center, the original founders of St. Luke's International Hospital focused on not only the medical effect, but also the patients who came to the hospital and the patients who were hospitalized could enjoy better service and a more comfortable experience.
After so many years of development, it can also compete with the affiliated hospital of the University of Tokyo Medical Center.
Due to the severity of Katsumi Uehara's injuries and the need for recuperation after surgery, Shiro Suzuki decided to choose this top hospital in Tokyo with the best inpatient experience.
Now, a very difficult operation is being carried out here.
"Together with Takasugi, we have assembled an expert group of 32 of the world's top doctors, and they will be able to arrive in Tokyo within two days tomorrow. As long as tonight's advance surgery can be successful, there is definitely a chance that Uehara-kun will survive. ”
In the corridor outside the operating room, Shiro Suzuki nodded to the three-factor man who hurried here.
"So, I see, thank you for your help, Mr. Suzuki."
Glancing at the light sign outside the operating room, Twilight Thirteen took a deep breath and thanked Shiro Suzuki.
Shiro Suzuki shook his head: "Uehara-kun saved my daughter, it should be that I owe him a favor, and my wife has repeatedly explained that I must ensure the safety of Uehara-kun's life." ”
"How long has it been inside now?" Miwako Sato, who restrained her emotions, asked in a low voice.
"It's been more than two hours, and Uehara's injuries are too serious, and the doctors' initial estimate is about 12 hours."
“……”
12 hours, and that's just the first surgery......
Miwako Sato took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, "I see, thank you, Mr. Suzuki." ”
"This is what I should do, and I don't have to worry about the cost of Uehara-kun's treatment, and we at the Suzuki Foundation will bear it together, including the treatment of possible sequelae."
Shiro Suzuki's promise is solemn.
"12 hours......
Twilight Thirteen pondered for a moment and nodded, "I understand, in that case, this is left to us, Mr. Suzuki, you can go home and rest first." ”
"Okay, let's inform Uehara-kun's family as soon as possible, I'm sorry for letting them happen to this, and I want to apologize to them for this."
Shiro Suzuki sighed and turned to leave under the gaze of Twilight and the others.
Miwako Sato, who had done everything, leaned against the wall of the corridor, closed her eyes and bit her fingers, praying silently in her heart;
Wataru Takagi and Kazushin Chiba are sitting quietly with Twilight Thirteen, waiting for the results in the operating room.
Please......
Survive.
The right hand reached into his pocket and took out the scarred iron box, and Miwako Sato couldn't help but clench it.
I also sent you a good night without saying a word of self-denial......
3 hours passed, 5 hours passed;
Eight hours passed, 12 hours passed.
The lights in the operating room were always on, and the eyes of the four people in the corridor were already bloodshot to the naked eye.
After 12 hours of panic and torment, Twilight Thirteen clenched her fists and stared at the door of the operating room.
Finally, 15 hours later, the closed door was pushed open.
"Are the patient's family there? Patient's family? ”
"Doctor! How's it going?! How's he doing?! Even if she was excited, Miwako Zuoto, who didn't forget to lower her voice, rushed forward as soon as possible and asked in a hurry.
"Luckily, the advance surgery was successful. We now need to transfer him to the intensive care unit, so we need the patient's family to sign off. ”
"I'll sign it."
Before Twilight Thirteen could say that he was from a welfare home, Miwako Sato's blurted out words and immediately blocked back the explanation that had already poured into his mouth.
"Okay, he should be at 3412 later, and you can go over and see him in about twenty minutes. This young lady, you come with me. ”
The doctor, who was obviously too tired to do anything, nodded, raised his feet and walked outside.
"Uehara came out of the welfare institute, so I couldn't waste time, so I signed it."
Before catching up, facing the gazes of the twilight people, Miwako Sato pursed her lips and paused to explain.