Chapter 519 Please, Mrs. Kudo

"You can leave this child to me without any worries. It's okay."

Lying flat, although he couldn't open his eyes or speak, Kudo Yuji could hear the noise around him.

I don't know what happened, it was like an electric current piercing his body. He felt as if a thread entered from his left ear, then went around his brain twice and left through his right ear.

Of course, there were still good things. Every time his head hurt, he recalled something. When he was about to faint from the pain, the boy finally returned to normal and thought about it a little.

[How should a sleeping person faint? ]

Deviated. Unlike the amnesia of Mao Lilan in the original work, Yuji did not forget the things in his amnesia after he recovered his memory. Thinking of his confession to Miyano Shiho, Yuji lamented that he had caused a lot of trouble when he was six years old.

"Mr. Suzuki, the detective I hired provided us with a lot of evidence last night to prove that Kudo Yuji disappeared in the UK. It seems that you are the one behind the kidnapping?"

The voice of this person sounded familiar. Although he hadn't seen him for a month, the boy still recognized the owner of the voice as Vodka, Uozuka Saburo.

"They should have been in Los Angeles before, and came here?"

The memory stayed at Kuroba Kaito taking him to the sky, and then the propeller... It seemed that they arrived here. He couldn't remember whether Kidd had snatched the artificial toy or what happened afterwards.

"Rumors, this is an absolute rumor. I treat Kudo Yuji as my own son. How could I let someone kidnap him? Mr. Uozuka, be careful with what you say. The Suzuki Group will not allow others to throw dirty water on us."

Suzuki Jirokichi's tone was full of anger, but he did not refute what Uozuka Saburo said, and then stretched out his hand.

"Three of you, please leave this ward."

"Why? This kid fell on our truck, and we sent him to the hospital. We even opened this ward for him."

The person who spoke was a woman, and it was obvious that she was Chianti. Yuji was just guessing what the old man would say, and his fingertip seemed to recover, and he just touched the laser mark on the bed.

(Szk Third Private Hospital in Las Vegas)

He probably guessed what Suzuki Jiroji would say.

"I will compensate you for the truck, and I won't take the money from the hospital, so can you leave now?"

"Hey, old man! This is the United States, not Japan. Do you think this hospital belongs to your Suzuki Group?"

Chianti put her hands on her hips fiercely, but she didn't expect Suzuki Jiroji to really nod.

"Let me teach you. When you are abroad, all the Szk you see belong to our Suzuki Group."

The old man narrowed his eyes: "I will pay you three times the market price for all the things in the car. Leave."

"In that case, Mr. Suzuki, we will meet again."

Vodka said goodbye and glanced at Yuji on the bed. The two men and one woman looked at each other and left the ward.

Suzuki Jirokichi's eyes moved to the floor, then he drew the curtains, turned on the lights, slowly sat down beside the bed, and stared at the boy lying on the bed.

"Hey, kid, how could you be so scared by a car of chickens?"

Who would have thought that Kuroba Kaito threw Yuji into a car of chickens. The six-year-old Yuji, who finally recovered from the dizziness, just stood up with the help of the cart, and suddenly felt that there seemed to be a hairy thing on his head, and the air was also filled with a faint smell of shit.

"What kind of car did that guy throw me into? Was it a cat or a dog?"

He took off the things on his head with both hands, and when Yuji met the sharp-beaked animal in front of him, he began to tremble all over.

Compared with the naturally grown chickens, the chickens that have been injected with hormones are much uglier.

The chickens' feathers are sparse, and you can see the bumps on the chicken skin directly. The rooster's comb is not upright, and there are dripping tumors. Yellow water keeps flowing in the chicken's beak, which is the result of long-term intubation and feeding.

He threw the chicken out with both hands. Yuji was reluctant to take out his mobile phone for lighting because he had guessed that he was surrounded by a car of such birds.

Originally, even ordinary chickens could scare him to death, and now this kind of chicken that seemed to have experienced nuclear radiation was even worse.

The boy kept climbing up with both hands, but the wall of the car made him slip all the time. In the end, he didn't even have the strength to pull the car out with his hands, and fell into the car.

"Don't... don't come... come over..."

It wasn't completely dark. The street lights on both sides of the road occasionally shone into the truck bed. The chickens surrounding the boy gradually increased, all blinking their green eyes.

The car finally passed a bright light source. Yuji leaned against the truck bed and saw a group of radioactive chickens in front of him. The next second, they tilted their heads and pounced on him.

"Mom... Mom?! Ahhhh!!!"

Suzuki Jiroki's words brought back some memories. Yuji, who was lying on the bed, began to tremble again, scaring the old man to call for a doctor.

"The instrument detected that there was nothing wrong with him."

The doctor on the left took a look at the machine connected to Kudo Yuji and made a judgment: "There is nothing wrong with his body, but I don't know why, the feeling seems to have disappeared and there is no response."

"It should be a sudden coma caused by severe mental stimulation. It is not known when he can recover for the time being."

The doctor on the right nodded: "The preliminary judgment is that he is a vegetative state. If he is lucky, he can wake up immediately. If he is unlucky, he will have to lie down all the time."

The two asked to see their family members. Seeing that Suzuki Jiroki was going to take the lead himself, they shook their heads.

"Sir, the reason for meeting the family members is to clarify the condition and shirk the hospital's responsibility to avoid medical trouble."

Even if the big boss speaks out, if something happens and their careers are ruined, they will never do it at the risk of being fired.

"That……"

Looking at Miyano Shiho who opened the door and walked in, Suzuki Jiroki glanced at his daughter whose face was twisted with jealousy and seemed to understand.

"I heard what you said. I am his family member."

"You?" Dr. Zuo looked at the age of the girl in front of him: "Are you his sister? As a sister..."

"Ahem!"

Suzuki Jirokichi turned his head, coughed, and found that the two doctors were still asking questions. He looked at his daughter's eyes like cutting flesh and said, "She is this guy's wife!"

"wife?"

The right doctor poked the left doctor: "He's Japanese."

"Oh, that's right."

After driving the old man out, the right doctor and the left doctor re-examined Yuuji. With doubtful expressions, one of them went out to comfort the people outside, while the other stayed to explain the remaining situation to Miyano Shiho.

"We just re-examined him and found that he is very different from a vegetative state. Although he is comatose and has no consciousness, he is still excited. If he can be stimulated, he should wake up."

The doctor thought for a moment and took out a pair of latex gloves from the medicine cabinet he brought with him.

"You mean..."

Miyano Shiho's eyes widened.

The doctor breathed a sigh of relief: "If it's my sister or something, I might still be in trouble, but my wife's words will be fine."

After all, as for my wife, I haven't seen anything before. This young man is young and energetic, and his wife is so beautiful, so I can't just watch her on the night of the wedding.

"But since I'm a wife, there's no need for gloves..."

Three seconds later, the doctor looked at Miyano Shiho who was holding on to the glove and looking like he wanted to stab himself, then turned around and ran away.