Chapter 1162 The Twilight Years (Please Vote and Subscribe!!!)

Hearing the woman's voice, a square-faced man with gray hair and a dignified look walked out from the back of the crowd.

He seemed to be in a bad mood, always with a tense face, not looking at anyone well. When Ogawa Chengzhi saw him, he immediately called him father and stood aside silently.

"This man named Ogawa Masaki has a background."

Hongshu took his mobile phone and investigated the Ogawa family on the way here. Among them, there was a record about Ogawa Masaki:

"Ogawa Masaki is 55 years old this year. He graduated with a doctorate from the School of Medicine of the University of Tokyo. At the age of 30, he went to the United States for further studies for 5 years and learned the top heavy ion medical technology. Then he returned to his hometown to work. He is currently the top heavy ion doctor in this hospital."

In Japan, especially the medical department, the difficulty of graduation study is extremely high. To be admitted to the School of Medicine of the University of Tokyo, the deviation value is required to be 74.8. What does this mean?

It is equivalent to the top 0.6% of all students.

This is just an ordinary medical department. Ogawa Masaki graduated with a doctorate. Those who can reach his level are all elites among elites.

There is also the so-called heavy ion medical technology, which is a radioactive treatment specifically for cancer. It is a cutting-edge technology for tumor treatment and is known as a new type of tumor treatment. It is known for its high precision, strong lethality and few side effects.

In layman's terms, heavy ion technology is equivalent to the well-known fixed-point blasting, but the blasting target is cancer cells.

At the same time, Ogawa Masaki is also the younger generation with the most say in the Ogawa family besides the older generation members. After Ogawa Yoshio's death, he will undoubtedly be the next head of the family.

Under the gaze of everyone, Ogawa Masaki walked to his wife, glanced at the note in his wallet, his eyes flashed, and he said in a low voice:

"Mr. Domon, this is not a place to talk, please follow me into the ward."

As the eldest son of Ogawa Yoshio, Ogawa Masaki naturally heard the story of Ogawa Kusuke from his father, or in other words, as a symbol of the rise of the Ogawa family, Ogawa Kusuke was known to everyone in the family, but because of some accidents that happened that year, some younger generations did not know the inside story.

Seeing that Ogawa Masaki was about to bring outsiders into the ward, several family members standing around were a little uneasy, ready to move forward to stop him, but were glared back by Ogawa Masaki.

"When my father is unable to manage the family, I will take charge of everything in the family."

After saying this coldly, Ogawa Masaki pushed open the door of the ward and led Makoto Sakaki and others into the ward.

Click.

The door of the ward closed behind him.

There was only one bed in the room, on which lay an old man wearing a ventilator and covered with electrical machines. Around the bed, there were two elderly women wearing plain kimonos, one standing and the other leaning on a cane, with drooping eyelids and dozing off and on.

"Mother."

Ogawa Masaki motioned to Domon Yasuki and others to wait at the door, and walked to the old woman with crutches alone, saying softly:

"The person grandpa said is here."

Hands as dry and thin as tree bark trembled, and the old woman opened her cloudy eyes and looked at Sakaki Makoto and others at the door. She had no expression on her face, and her eyes were as sharp as a knife. She examined the "uninvited guests" layer by layer like scraping putty.

After a long time, she raised her hand and pointed at Conan, Akai Mari, and Hiroki in the crowd, and said hoarsely:

"Come here."

Everyone was a little confused, but Sakaki Makoto and Miss Miyano were the only ones who were startled. They were surprised and secretly sweated.

This old woman seemed to know something.

Akai Mari was the first to step forward, followed by Conan and Hiroki.

When they came close, the old woman stared at their eyes carefully, looked at them for a long time, and suddenly let out a heavy sigh, and said with a very complicated mood:

"Mashu, Funa, you all go out"

Standing in the corner, the old woman with her eyebrows drooped from beginning to end, bowed slightly, and left the ward slowly with Ogawa Masaki.

After they left, only the old woman, Ogawa Yoshio, who was lying on the bed, and Sakaki Makoto were left in the ward.

"Yoshio, don't sleep anymore."

The old woman raised her hand and pushed the old man on the bed, her tone soft:

"The person you are waiting for is here. If you continue to sleep, you will be buried in obscurity. Didn't you always tell me the last wish that grandpa left for you? Wake up"

As if hearing the old woman's call, the ECG monitor at the head of the bed suddenly increased, the old man on the bed coughed a few times, opened his old eyelids, and saw Conan, Akai Mary, and Hiroki in front of the bed in a trance, and gradually regained consciousness.

With the help of the old woman, he slowly sat up and leaned against the head of the bed. He exuded a strong sense of old age, his face was full of age spots, his thin chest rose and fell, and his breathing was as heavy as a bellows.

The old woman rubbed his chest for a long time, and the old man's face was a little rosy. He looked down at the wallet that his wife put in front of him, which belonged to Xiaochuan Caojie.

He stared at the wallet in a daze, his eyes full of confusion, as if he was trying to recall something, but as he thought about it, a tear flowed down his cheek and wet the collar of his chest.

"Someone. Someone is calling me."

The old man murmured:

"Who. Who?"

Obviously no one was talking, but the old man had auditory hallucinations. Seeing him like this, Sakaki Makoto sighed in his heart, and the hope that had finally risen dissipated a little.

They came too late.

The old man was already old, and he fell down the stairs. He was suffering from many diseases and was on his deathbed. His spirit was on the verge of collapse.

"Yinan, wake up, this is grandpa's wallet. Don't you always want to fulfill grandpa's last wish?"

The old woman persuaded softly:

"Look at them, they are here."

The old man looked up at Conan standing in front of the bed, and after a long look, a smile appeared on his face:

"What's your name?"

"Edogawa Conan."

"Edogawa, no, no, you are not Edogawa"

The old man's thoughts were confused again, and he talked to himself in a daze.

"His last name is Kudo."

Taking off the mask on his face, Makoto Sakaki stepped forward and said:

"Kudo."

"Yes, that's the name Kudo."

The old man's eyes lit up and he looked at Makoto Sakaki:

"Why are you here again?"

"Grandpa, this is the first time I see you."

"No."

The old man shook his head and said with certainty:

"You came here 20 years ago. It turns out that so much time has passed."

"Grandpa, the person you saw back then should be my father."

After confirming his guess, Makoto Sakaki said with a smile:

"Do you still remember what happened that year?"

"Of course, I won't forget it."