Chapter 61 Yuya also wants to have a physical examination

Chapter 61 Yuya also wants to have a physical examination

After eating for a while, Miyano Shiho came down from the second floor with a syringe, scissors, a scalpel and other instruments in her hands.

Conan panicked at the time and stammered, "What do you want to do?"

Miyano Shiho said calmly: "Collect some necessary research materials."

Conan swallowed his saliva and stared at the syringe. It was so thick and big, how much blood would it draw? Would it kill him?

Also, she just mentioned researching materials, right? Right? Didn't she say to make an antidote? Why did she have to research him?

Should I not trust Yuya? Damn, evil Black Organization!

Conan wanted to run, but he couldn't escape as Yuya held him firmly on the sofa.

Youye looked at Conan with amusement. He thought you were fearless, but he didn't expect that you would be afraid sometimes.

Miyano Akemi's eyes twitched as she looked at the syringe in her sister's hand. Although she knew what they were doing, she couldn't help but ask worriedly: "Shiho, isn't this... a little too big? Can Conan bear it?"

Miyano Shiho looked at the syringe, then at Conan, and said belatedly, "Ah, it seems to be a little too big. I'll go change it for a smaller one." Then she turned around and went upstairs again.

The corners of Conan's mouth twitched, and he looked at Miyano Akemi with emotion, Sister Akemi, you are such a good person!

Miyano Akemi smiled awkwardly and quickly lowered her head to drink her drink.

Conan tugged at Yuya's clothes and asked in a low voice: "Hey, is that woman really okay? Why do I feel like I'll be dead if she studies me?"

Youya laughed and said, "How can there be a problem? You have to trust me!" But to be honest, it was the first time he saw Miss Shiho like this, and he felt a little unsure.

Conan looked at Yuya suspiciously, always feeling that he was just being perfunctory.

After a while, while Conan was waiting anxiously, Miyano Shiho came back with a syringe that was several sizes smaller. Conan breathed a sigh of relief, as this size looked more normal!

But he immediately panicked again because Miyano Shiho took out four syringes at once.

"Hey, hey, hey, is there any difference between this and just now?" Conan shouted. Is there any difference between smoking one big tube and smoking 4 small tubes?

Youya felt that he couldn't stand watching the joke anymore, otherwise his childhood friend might be drained dry. He coughed hard and kindly reminded: "Ms. Shiho, I don't think it's necessary to draw so much at one time. After all, blood has to be fresh. How about drawing it several times? After all, it's about sustainable development!"

When Conan heard Yuya speaking up for him, he nodded his head in emotion. It turned out that his childhood friend was still on his side.

But the more I listened, the more I felt something was wrong. What did it mean to be fresh? And how many times? Did he need to have his blood drawn frequently? And what did sustainable development mean? Wasn't that a popular term in that ancient country?

Conan felt that he shouldn't have come here today. He wondered if he had been brought to a devil's cave.

Miyano Shiho pondered and nodded: "What you said makes sense." He took a syringe and put the others down.

Conan breathed a sigh of relief. Forget it, just one shot at a time. After getting through this time, it will never happen again, never!

Conan closed his eyes and let his blood be drawn.

Youye looked at him in surprise: "Why, are you still afraid of injections?"

Conan half opened his eyes and looked at Yuya, and said speechlessly: "Drawing blood is different from giving an injection, okay? And so much blood was drawn..." He could feel that he might have had a whole tube of blood drawn from him.

Although he was not afraid of injections, let alone blood, he was still a little scared when faced with Miyano Shiho's eyes that looked as if she was looking at a guinea pig.

After drawing blood, Miyano Shiho carefully pressed the needle hole with alcohol cotton and said, "You should pay attention to your diet in the future, don't stay up late and sleep late, don't..."

He said a long string of words, which in short was to ask Conan to maintain a regular schedule and keep himself physically and mentally healthy.

Conan felt like a tube of blood had been drawn from him and he was worried that he might be anemic. He felt a little dazed.

Yuya looked at Conan who was eating cake as if to replenish his body, and asked jealously: "Why do you care about him so much?"

Miyano Shiho nodded, with a matter-of-fact expression on her face: "If his body is unhealthy and causes changes in his blood, it will affect the research results."

Youye was silent for a moment... Okay, so that's how it is, then it's okay.

However, Yuya couldn't help but feel excited when he saw Miyano Shiho carefully examining Conan. "How about you check my body too? I feel a little uncomfortable."

Miyano Shiho was a little nervous: "You are not feeling well? Why don't you go to the hospital for a check-up?"

Yuya's eyes darted around: "You're here, right? They're not as professional as you."

Miyano Shiho looked at Yuya suspiciously, and found that he had a guilty look. As if she understood something, she raised a wicked smile at the corner of her mouth: "Okay, then should I change into a white coat?"

Yuya nodded subconsciously: "Yeah, but it would be better if it was a nurse's uniform." After saying that, he immediately felt something was wrong, and a chill suddenly rose beside him.

Youye swallowed his saliva and slowly turned his head to see Miss Shiho holding a scalpel in her hand. The scalpel was shining with cold light and she had a devilish smile on her face: "No problem, I'll check you right away~"

Yuya shuddered, and quickly sat upright on the sofa, saying seriously: "Ms. Shiho, please go to Dr. Agasa's place for experiments in the next few days. I have already made arrangements. Once the laboratory in the basement is ready, you won't have to run around."

Seeing that Yuya had calmed down, Miyano Shiho put down the scalpel and nodded: "Okay."

Then they collected samples of Conan's nails, hair, etc.

Conan looked at the pair of scissors flashing with cold light and clicking around him, and his heart was in turmoil. Fortunately, although this woman looked cold and scary, her hands were still quite precise and she didn't cut off any strange things.

Miyano Shiho sealed the sample with satisfaction and sat down with a smile.

Youya coughed lightly: "Oh, there's one more thing I almost forgot to mention."

Miyano Shiho looked at Yuya.

Yuya pushed Conan and asked, "Do you remember the time when you suddenly grew bigger?"

Conan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly remembered something: "Are you talking about the first time I met Hattori?"

Yuya nodded, "That's right."

Conan rubbed his hands together, a little excited: "If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten about it. This is a great discovery!"

Miyano Shiho looked puzzled: "What are you talking about?"

Yuya explained with a smile: "Actually, there was once before when Conan inexplicably changed back." He originally wanted to mention this, but forgot about it when Conan interrupted him.

Miyano Shiho stood up in a flash: "When?"

Youya signaled her to be patient: "Listen to me and I will explain it to you slowly..."