Conan: I'm Not a Ghost

Damn it!

Sakaki Makoto, Gin, and Vodka took the emergency passage to the third floor.

no way.

Sakaki Cheng never expected this

Gin actually didn't like the feeling of crowds and the smell of disinfectant in the hospital.

In fact, he doesn't like it either, but not to the point of being pathologically stubborn.

Is it that the JK-filled tram seats are not soft enough or that the air is not fragrant enough?

Well, in reality, most of the people who work on trams are office workers in suits and ties. If you are not careful, the pig hand that was originally pinching the butt of the girl next to you might fall on your own butt.

Can you imagine two grown men looking at each other in a tram?

It's probably that sour and refreshing feeling.

So Sakaki usually takes the train when there are fewer people.

but

We have already come to the hospital, who cares so much?

This is not a heifer eating raw grass - it's not a big deal!

"Well, the boss also has psychological problems."

Biting off the pen cap, Sakaki quickly wrote a sentence in the small notebook.

"What are you writing about?"

Vodka limped forward and looked around.

"Shh, don't let the boss see it!"

Sakaki covered the notepad with his hand and glanced at Vodka secretly.

After seeing that sentence in the notebook

Vodka touched his neck and laughed dryly:

"Whoever works in our industry doesn't have some mental problems, wouldn't you do the same?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm very healthy."

Gin, who was sitting on a row of iron chairs in the waiting area, saw Vodka and Sakaki chirping and whispering to each other, so he simply closed his eyes to rest.

They were waiting in line outside the crowded physical examination area.

The scene that was supposed to be quiet was broken by an old lady standing in front of Gin.

The old lady was holding a colorful bag of indescribable styles in her arms, and she was rummaging around for something at the moment.

"Gone, gone"

She looked around nervously, as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, restless.

Gin opened his eyes, glanced at her elbow that kept poking his ribs, and hesitated to speak.

"Young man, my ring is missing. Can you help me find it?"

"It's a gold ring with several cloud patterns on it and a rhinestone!"

The helpless old lady cast her hopeful eyes on Gin, who had an indifferent face.

Will Gin pay attention to her?

Obviously.

Won't.

Without saying anything, Gin closed his eyes and continued to rest.

Seeing that people ignored her, the old lady had no choice but to continue looking for the ring.

Sakaki Makoto and Vodka, who were sitting next to Gin, looked at each other.

"You go and do a favor."

"Why don't you go?"

"I'm lame!"

"Mind your own business. Today we are accompanying the boss for a physical examination. What if he runs away?"

His brows sank, and the corners of Gin's stiff mouth twitched without trace.

Is he a deserter?

Obviously, this was Sakaki's greatest distrust of him.

But to be honest, he always felt out of place and uncomfortable in the hospital.

At this time, the door of the blood test room opened inward, and a young nurse in a white nurse uniform came out and glanced at the registration board on her chest:

"On the 14th, have you made the appointment on the 14th?"

"Coming, coming!"

Sakaki quickly raised the number plate in his hand:

"Boss, it's your turn!"

Gin stood up silently, and the three of them walked into the blood test department.

In the clean and tidy department, a white-haired doctor wearing a mask sits upright. On the nameplate on his chest is engraved the four characters "Attending Physician". Behind him are a group of young nurses and young people. Absolute VIP service.

This is because

Sakaki specially applied for expert consultation, and experts need to register a week or even months in advance.

to this end

Sakaki asked scalpers for help.

Well, Gin pays for it, and he just shakes people off.

As one of the 84 specialized hospitals registered by the Ministry of Health, Labor and Welfare, the attending physician selected by Sakaki has, needless to say, medical skills and is unanimously respected by the industry.

"Please take a seat."

Zhongshan raised his palms and issued an invitation.

The attending physician's qualifications for one-to-one consultation are not many. Usually, there are only 2 days of consultation per week, and there are 30 places per day, so it is hard to get hold of them.

Gin sat on the chair across from the table and took off his hat, revealing his silver hair.

Sakaki handed over the physical examination form.

"Yes, Mr. Kurosawa."

After getting the physical examination form, Dr. Zhongshan nodded slightly.

Rich people

I actually made appointments with 7 attending doctors for consultation.

This is for a thorough inspection.

very good.

Dr. Zhongshan likes patients like this.

He didn't care how much money it cost, but he was very satisfied with the attitude shown by Gin.

In one day, I made appointments with 7 attending doctors, which shows that I attach great importance to health.

This kind of patient

Usually they come to give money ahem!

That's too far.

"That"

Dr. Zhongshan looked at the disciples behind him and asked:

"Look out, I will conduct a live teaching on Mr. Kurosawa's physical condition."

Ginjiu narrowed his eyes and said coldly:

"You want to use me as a guinea pig?"

"Boss Boss"

Seeing Gin's mood worsening, Sakaki quickly stopped him and whispered:

"I forgot to tell you."

"Dr. Zhongshan is the oldest doctor in this hospital. He wants to train a few more successors during his lifetime, so he will bring his disciples with him when he visits the hospital."

"It will definitely not affect the diagnosis!"

"You can still listen to the discussion about the condition, right?"

Gin's face looked unnatural, he didn't like being stared at.

but

It's about the overall situation, so there's no harm in being patient.

"Extend your arms, let's take your blood pressure first."

Dr. Zhongshan said calmly.

Gin held out his arm.

The navy blue cuff air bag was tied to the elbow, and Dr. Zhongshan used an old-fashioned blood pressure monitor.

"Relax, you'll be fine in a while."

Putting on his reading glasses, Dr. Zhongshan began to press the ball-shaped pressurizer.

The air bag gradually inflated and tightened, giving off a feeling of restraint.

Ginjiu sat upright, rarely causing trouble.

In the fine scale, the mercury column rises step by step and finally stabilizes.

Doctor Zhongshan looked intently.

His face darkened.

"Why not replace the blood pressure monitor if it's broken?"

There was anger in the corners of his eyes:

"Isn't this delaying the patient's condition?!"

Behind him, the little nurses looked at each other, not daring to speak.

"Go and get another one quickly!"

"Teacher, blood pressure monitor!"

The disciple with a keen eye and quick hands immediately took out the blood pressure monitor he carried with him and offered it with both hands.

Doctor Zhongshan’s expression softened slightly:

"Tsubaraya, you did a good job. As doctors, we must not be careless!"

“Be prepared for everything!”

"Did you hear that?"

"yes!"

After teaching his disciples a lesson and preparing a new sphygmomanometer, Dr. Zhongshan started measuring blood pressure again.

The air bag gradually tightens

The mercury column rises.

Doctor Zhongshan looked intently.

"Huh?"

"Tsubaraya, your blood pressure monitor is broken too!"

"ah?!"

The young doctor known as Tsuburaya said in surprise:

"I also used it to measure my blood pressure this morning."

"It's not broken?"

Doctor Zhongshan looked at Gin and murmured to himself:

"Our hospital is about to take on a big job."