"I'm not dead?" A man lying on the bed, no, a boy said.
He had a head of silver-like blue hair that covered his ears. His face was like an melon seed, and his eyes were surprisingly blue. His eyeballs were black, a kind of black that could make people sink into it. (For specific reference, Maruyin City).
" Doctor, come quickly, he's awake, he's awake..." At this time, the middle-aged man beside him looked at him for a second, then shouted outside. There was a trace of urgency in his tone, but what made him feel strange was that this uncle was speaking Japanese. It was not Chinese.
He had learned many languages, including American, Japanese, Korean, Italian and so on. He liked listening to music very much and would listen to it when he was free. No matter what language it was, such as Cantonese, Hokkien, Yue Nan, etc., he had heard of them all. It could even be said that he had heard songs from many countries around the world.
" It hurts..." He moved his body, wanting to get up and ask what had happened. However, the pain in his body made him unable to raise his strength to sit up.
"Damn it, the shoulder blade is slightly broken." With his long experience of fighting on the battlefield and in the underground world, he immediately concluded.
"Don't move. The doctor said your shoulder blade is slightly broken. Be careful and don't move around." At this moment, a young girl smiled and said to him.
He looked at the girl in front of him. She had dark brown hair, purple-gray eyes, and a slender and beautiful figure. She was like a lotus that had emerged from the water. She was slim and elegant. Her bangs were scattered and slightly slanted. Her dark brown long hair fell to her waist. The ends of her hair were naturally fluffy and elegant.
"She…Why does she look so familiar…"
At this time, the middle-aged uncle who had just shouted for a doctor came over, accompanied by a man wearing a white coat and glasses.
The man hurriedly walked over, looked at himself, and then checked his body. And because she was looking at the girl in front of her, she did not notice the man's actions.
"Mr. Mao Li, your nephew's body is fine, except for the slight fracture of his shoulder blade. He will be fine after resting for a while, but he needs to do a CT scan on his head." The man in the white coat said.
"Okay, thank you, Dr. Matsumoto. Xiao Bai, are you alright?" Then, he saw the person called Mori-san thank Dr. Matsumoto and then turn to look at him.
"Little White?" He frowned. He hated this name. It reminded him of the Chinese word for "soft rice".
"What's wrong? Does your head still hurt?" The middle-aged man seemed to have noticed Xiao Bai's frown and thought that he was in pain.
"Headache? Wu…" It was as if he had heard this, only then did he realize that his mind was in a mess, and pain followed.
"Xiao Bai, are you okay? Doctor. What's wrong with him?" The middle-aged uncle hurriedly asked the doctor behind him,
"Kid, relax." Dr. Matsumoto looked at the boy lying on the bed and said,
"Little friend? How old are you? You're still a child." As he lay on the bed, he thought of something. However, as this thought passed, a memory that did not belong to him came back.
The name of this body was Mao Libai, the father was Mao Lixiao Jiro, and the mother was Sakurako Tsubaki. Because his hair was silver white when he was born, it seemed to be a genetic disorder that was born after birth, so his father looked at his white hair and gave himself a name, Mao Libai.
The uncle with a small mustache in front of him was also the younger brother of his father in this body, Maori Kogoro. The girl who felt very familiar was called Maori Lan.
He was already seven years old this year. When he turned the corner, there was a car accident. At that time, he also suffered a violent impact and fainted. It seemed that at that time, he had vaguely heard someone calling his name.
"I'm fine. I just remembered something and my head hurts a little." A very pleasant childlike voice came out of the boy's mouth. However, this time it was not Chinese, but Japanese.
"Well, little friend, remember to rest more. Don't think too much." Dr. Matsumoto said to the boy,
"Yes," the boy replied expressionlessly.
" Mr. Mao Li, I'll send someone to accompany him for a CT scan of his brain. But you know, with such a big impact on the brain, most people will become vegetative, but his surgery was very successful. And if it wasn't for his parents resisting most of the impact for him, perhaps he would have died long ago." Dr. Matsumoto said to the worried Maori.
"Then I'll have to trouble you, doctor." Maori Kogoro replied. Then he saw Dr. Matsumoto walk out of the door. Before he left, he seemed to hear Dr. Matsumoto sigh.
Maori Kogoro let out a sigh of relief as he looked at his brother's only son with a complicated look. Today, Maori Kogoro received a piece of news that was like a bolt out of the blue. His brother and sister-in-law had a car accident at the intersection where they were going out with their nephew. After arriving at the hospital, he knew that his brother and sister-in-law had passed away when they came to the hospital. According to the doctor, his brother and sister-in-law protected their child when they were in the car accident. His nephew, Mao Libai, was also in the emergency room.
The good news was... After several hours of emergency treatment. Mao Libai had been rescued. Other than a slight fracture of the shoulder blade and some damage to the head, there were no other major problems. Perhaps, it was a pity that all parents had the heart of a parent. At that time, her brother and sister-in-law would still think of their children.
After a few weeks, his nephew finally woke up today.
However, although he had woken up, how could he face the pain of losing his parents? After all, he was only a seven-year-old child.
Maori Kogoro looked at his nephew on the hospital bed. His clear eyes were looking at him, as if waiting for him to say something. He sighed and decided to tell his nephew, because even if he wanted to hide it, he couldn't hide it for long.
"Xiao Bai, I want to tell you something. As a child of the Mao Li family, I hope you can hold on. Your parents passed away in this car accident." Maori Kogoro said to his nephew.
"Who are you?" However, the boy lying on the bed, no, or rather, Maori Bai seemed to have a confused look as he said to Maori Kogoro.
Maori Kogoro was stunned when he heard this, and then he reacted instantly. As a detective, how could he not know that his nephew had lost his memory, so he hurriedly called the doctor.
Dr. Matsumoto checked Maori Shiro's head and other places and said to Maori Kogoro.
"Mr. Mao Li, as I said just now. Your nephew received a violent blow to the head. Therefore, it's possible that she will lose her memory."
"So, Dr. Matsumoto, when can he remember the past?”
"That might not be the case." Dr. Matsumoto pushed up his glasses." Perhaps it would be a few days, perhaps a few years, perhaps a lifetime, or perhaps he would recover tomorrow. However, you are also a detective. Then he should have some medical knowledge. We have the lowest breakthroughs in neuroscience, so I advise you to leave it to fate. Perhaps, was it really a good thing for him to recover his memory after a sentence that he shouldn't have nagged?”Dr. Matsumoto shook his head and walked out.
Was it really a good thing for him to regain his memory? Maori Kogoro kept thinking about what the doctor had just said.
"Losing your memory might be a good thing. At least you don't have to suffer the pain of losing your parents." Maori Kogoro thought to himself.
After that, Maori Kogoro explained his relationship with his brother and sister-in-law to Maori Bai. Maori Bai looked at Maori Kogoro thoughtfully and narrowed his eyes.
Maori Kogoro felt that his nephew seemed to have a pair of eyes that could see through everything. It was as if everything about him was seen through by him. His body actually felt a little scared.
"Yes, I believe you because your eyes tell me that everything you say is true."
"Little brat, do you know what is called eyes?”Hearing Mao Libai's arrogant words, Mao Likogoro was furious and wanted to teach this kid a lesson. However, before he could take a few steps, he was pulled back by Mao Lilan.
"Daddy, Xiao Bai is seriously injured now."
"Little brat, remember this. I will definitely teach you a lesson after you recover." Maori Kogoro shook his fist and said to Maori Bai,
Mao Libai looked at Mao Li Kogoro and Mao Lilan, his eyes narrowed as he smiled at them. Her white teeth were exposed, and her smile was so innocent.
"Alright, Xiaolan, let's go. When this little brat's injuries recover, bring him to our house."
"Dad, you really have a sharp tongue but a soft heart."
"Humph!"
"Little brat, heal well. Xiaolan and I will come to see you often."
"Yes."
"Xiao Lan, let's go and let him rest. I'll discuss it with the doctor later. We'll do a brain CT scan on him in the afternoon."
"Alright, Dad. You're the most naggy one. You even said to let Xiaobai rest. Now you've been nagging for a long time. Let's go. "Dad", he saw Mao Lilan push Maori Kogoro out. Then, he closed the door gently.
At this moment, Xiaobai, who was lying on the hospital bed, turned her face. Looking out of the window, the sky was still so blue. The flowing clouds formed a painting. That scene was so beautiful.
It seemed that I had come to Conan's world. I don't know what time it is now. I shouldn't meet Conan, the God of Death.
Thinking of the boy named Conan, Xiao Bai smiled bitterly. That boy was like a god of death. People died everywhere he went. He really didn't know how Maori Kogoro had survived until now. According to his experience as a killer in his previous life, if Maori Kogoro and Conan really existed, they would have died countless times. One had to know that killers in reality were much crueler and smarter than in anime.
"It seems that right now, we shouldn't worry about that. The shoulder blade is slightly broken. Although to him. This kind of injury was nothing. However, with the current level of medical science. It was still considered a minor injury. Looks like I have some time to recuperate." Mao Libai muttered to himself as he lay on the hospital bed.
Perhaps it was because he was too tired, or perhaps it was because of some other reason, he looked at the colors outside the window. Slowly, Mao Libai's eyes closed. He was really tired. After all, he couldn't do anything now. It was better to lie down and sleep.
At noon, Mao Libai, who was sleeping soundly, was woken up by the nurse. When he woke up, he smelled the fragrance of porridge…
"Gu ~~~~"
"Hehe, little friend. Come, sister will help you sit up." The nurse heard Mao Libai's stomach growl. Smiling, he placed a cushion on Mao Libai's back and fed him the porridge.
After eating, Xiaobai had nothing to do. He saw a book on the table beside him.
Although his shoulder blade was slightly broken, when he held the book in his hand. Perhaps it was because his endurance was really good, or perhaps the pain was really just a little bit, so he directly ignored it.
After reading for a while, she heard the sound of the door opening.
Then, he saw Maori Kogoro in a suit walk in, accompanied by Maori Lilan in a white shirt and jeans. Beside Mao Lilan was a little boy.
This was the boy he least wanted to see. He was wearing a student uniform with a red tie knot and a pair of rimmed glasses. This person was obviously Conan…
Alright, this tragic child had the aura of the Grim Reaper, and people died wherever he went. He hoped that he would not bring disaster to himself. One had to know that he was no longer the famous White Undermoon. It was a patient. Although, he did not treat himself as a patient at all. However, facing a character with the aura of death. It was still worth pondering.
"Xiao Bai, are you feeling better?"
"Much better. "Uncle Maori," Xiao Bai replied with a smile as he looked at Maori Kogoro, whose eyes were filled with worry.
"Well, I still have something to do later. "Xiaolan and this little brat will accompany you to the checkup in the afternoon," Maori Kogoro said as he pointed at Conan, who was beside Xiaolan.
"Conan, he's Dad's only nephew. She had a car accident a while ago and her parents passed away. You're about the same age, and you'll be living under the same roof. So you guys chat and exchange your feelings."
Conan sighed in his heart,"How can you talk like this in front of me?"
In the end, he saw that the silver-haired little ghost in front of him was expressionless.
"Sister Xiaolan, why isn't he sad at all?”Conan whispered into Lan's ear.
"That's because he lost his memory. He doesn't remember anything."
" Oh, I see... It's really pitiful..." So Conan went forward and stretched out his hand.
"Hello, my name is Conan Edogawa. I'm 6 years old this year. Nice to meet you."
Mao Libai put down the book in his hand and expressionlessly extended his hand.
"Hello, it is said that my name is Mao Libai. "I'm 7 years old this year. Nice to meet you too." Then, he revealed a smile that made people feel like bathing in the breeze.
"Uh, I heard that there's also this smile." Conan's gaze shifted to the book in Mao Libai's hand, and then he saw the words in the open page. When introducing people to each other, he had to smile. This was a little interesting.
"Okay, Conan, Dad and I will go to the doctor first. You and Xiao Bai are about the same age. Now that he has lost his memory, there are many things he doesn't understand. You have to teach him."
" Okay, Sister Xiaolan." Conan smiled cutely at Xiaolan.
Looking at Maori Kogoro and Maori Lilan who walked out, Maori Bai fell into deep thought.
I don't know when it is now.
Looking at Conan, Mao Libai's mouth twitched slightly.
This action was so small that even Conan did not notice it.
"That, Conan, what time is it now?”Xiaobai asked expressionlessly,
" It's January 20, Heisei 6," Conan replied, looking at Maori Bai.
Ah, it seemed that it had only been a week since he became small. He hadn't come into direct contact with the Dark Organization yet. It seemed that at least he could spend this period of time leisurely.
Then, he looked at Conan. He turned around and prepared to put the book on the table.
" You're hurt. Let me help you." Conan took the book and said to Mao Libai.
"Thank you," he said and handed the book to Conan. Then, he looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window.
"I really don't know how this kid got the book. However, it was also broken. His small body. "That pain is not something that ordinary people can endure." Conan held the book and thought about the information that Maureen had told him about Maureen Bai when he came.
He placed the book on the table and turned to look at Mao Libai. However, she did not expect him to be staring out the window in a daze.
"That, Xiao Bai. Is there anything good to see outside the window?" Conan asked as he trotted to the window and pulled it open.
A gentle breeze blew, and Mao Libai looked out of the window.
"Don't you think it's a pleasure to look at the blue sky and white clouds when it's quiet?”
Conan looked at Mao Libai as he listened. Then, he looked at the sky.
In the afternoon, Xiaolan returned from the doctor's office and went to the ward. Dr. Matsumoto and a nurse followed her. then. Physical examination, brain CT scan, etc. Everything was as Dr. Matsumoto had said. There was basically no problem. He just needed to rest.
At night, the sun had already set.
During dinner time, Xiao Lan and the others treated him as a patient. Xiao Lan fed him mouthful by mouthful when he was eating. This made Conan, who was watching from the side, feel envious.
You know, you didn't see the look in his eyes. However, it was as if something had been snatched away.
"Alright, Xiao Bai. Rest early. I'll go back with Conan first."
"Okay, Sister Xiaolan, see you tomorrow."
"Little White, see you tomorrow." It was Conan's voice.
"See you tomorrow," Mao Libai thought to himself.
Looking at the two people leaving, looking at the night sky outside the window. The sky was full of stars. In this era, the pollution of the environment was not very big, and one could still see the stars. It seemed that this feeling was not bad. At least in his previous life, the environment was polluted beyond words. There was even smog and no stars in the sky. A few stars hanging high up in the sky, it was really sad.
Sigh, I don't want to. Sleep. It seems that I have to adapt to this body and speed up my recovery time. I don't want to stay in the hospital all the time.
Then, he closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep…
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