Mizumatsu came out of the pharmacy and carried a bag of medicine in his hand. Whether in China or Japan, going to the hospital is a troublesome. Whether it is a serious or a minor illness, medicine is definitely indispensable. Look at this big bag, plague ointment, anti-inflammatory drugs, antibiotics... and there is even scar removal spirit? There is also a bottle of Shuimatsu's own painkiller.

After all, he is a disgusting detective. Of course, Mizumatsu was not so kind to take him to see the wound. The reason he brought him to the hospital was because Mizumatsu's good friend Ryu Naomura was here. Objectively speaking, Naomura is much more promising than Mizumatsu. He is a doctor of medical bioengineering and has a certain reputation internationally. Carrying a bag of medicine, Mizumatsu walked into his office.

"Oh! Noble man, why did you come here today? Huh? Yuejun, are you injured?" Before he could say hello, Naomura Ryu had already seen Mizumamatsu and the medicine in his hand.

"I was not injured, I just brought a wounded person over. But I won't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, but I have something to do to ask you for help."

"What's wrong? It's rare to see you so serious."

"The child I brought, I want to ask you to test his cell samples."

"A small matter, should you take the sample or I take it myself."

"I can't let him know, so I have to ask you."

"It's easy to deal with. Is this his medicine? Leave it to me."

"Be careful, that child is smarter than adults."

Mizumatsu took out painkillers and handed him the remaining medicine, so he was lucky enough to see the following scene.

Naomura opened the anti-inflammatory drug, dipped a white pill in some unknown colorless liquid, and then put the pill that had almost no change after drying. Then he took out a dark brown pill and dipped it in the green liquid, and then put it back. The antibiotic was a light yellow injection. He took out a little turbid milky white injection, and used food coloring to make it into a close color and put it in. In the blasting ointment, a drug that was exactly the same as its appearance. Finally, all the packaging was restored almost perfectly, and put it on the mask, put it on duty and pretended to be a doctor on duty and took the medicine into Conan's ward.

Open the medicine in front of Conan, so Conan would not notice that the medicine had been opened once. He took out the medicine he took once and cleverly took out all the processed medicine.

"I'm a little sleepy after taking this medicine. Sleeping is conducive to the healing of wounds." He also said so proudly.

Conan fell asleep as soon as he finished taking it because he had a powerful sleeping pill in one of the medicines.

The difference between sleeping pills and sleeping pills is that people who are dizzy by sleeping pills have a headache when they wake up, just like a hangover. Sleeping pills promote sleep and make them feel refreshed after waking up.

Mizumatsu had already told him to be careful, so he would not make such a low-level mistake, and he chose sleeping pills.

After confirming that Conan died of sleep, Ryu Naomura called Mizumama to come over and took action. The two of them stripped Conan all of them. Ryu Naomura cut a knife cut two centimeters long and one centimeter deep on Conan's back, and cut it again at the same position, and obtained a sample of longitudinally sliced ​​muscle tissue with a length of two centimeters, a width of one centimeter, and a thickness of less than one millimeter. A special needle was inserted into the spine and some substances suspected to be bone marrow were extracted.

"Uh... won't there be any sequelae?" Mizumatsu couldn't help asking, as if he had a spinal problem and had paralyzed.

"It may be mild hemiplegia, and it will be fine if you lie in bed for two days." Naomura said lightly.

As he said, his hands were not stopping. He inserted a hose with thin wire into Conan's wound, and operated the wire outside to get a small piece of internal organ tissue, as if it was liver.

Mizumatsu couldn't bear to look at him directly. It was too bloody. Conan slept too hard, which made him feel like he was sucking the corpse.

After doing all this, Naomura Ryo used striking ointment and scar removal spirit to apply all the wounds, and applied the ointment he had processed before to the incision. It was estimated that it contained a lot of anesthetics. Now the wound he cut out was exactly the same as the wounds that had existed before, and they were all black ointments.

After the sampling was completed, Ryu Naomura returned to his office and laboratory, and Mizumatsu stayed to accompany the patient and waited for his family to pick him up.

"If a case occurs in this hospital, please allow me to list you as one of the suspects." Before Ryo Naomura returned, Mizumazu joked with him.

"I am so honored." This guy just thought it was praising him.

PS Thanks to Abis for his recommendation vote

PSS counts this chapter and it's almost 10,000 words
Chapter completed!