How can I live next to Conan when I vomit blood from time to time?

Life returned to its normal state.

In fact, there are not so many surprises in life. Most of them are just small changes under normal circumstances.

Fengjian He went down the mountain with Xiaolan and Conan. Oh, and Sonoko

""Brother Fengjian! Are you really okay?"

Sitting in the car, Yuanzi was very worried after learning about Fengjian He's previous situation. She had asked similar questions several times.

Fengjian He didn't know what to say, and could only comfort him in a gentle voice every time.

"It's okay, Yuanzi, my health has always been like this, don't worry too much"

"But……"

Yuanzi hesitated.

Xiaolan thought about it and frowned.

"I had asked Igarashi what medicines to bring before, and I brought quite a lot this time, but……"

But I never thought there would be a symptom like blindness!!

Brother Kazama's body is really full of surprises...

Conan obviously understood what Xiaolan had not finished saying, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

If he were to ask him, what medicine should he bring? Forget about bringing painkillers. At most, he would bring a satellite phone to ensure communication and be able to contact the hospital at any time.

But he didn't dare to say it out loud. Xiaolan's fighting power was very high.……

"Blindness is not a common symptom, so don't worry too much about it."

Feng Jianhe comforted her gently.

Maybe for others, comforting two girls over and over again would make people irritated, but for him, it was completely different. He just felt... as if there was something warm in this world.

……

Fengjian returned home normally (?) again.

Xiao Ai checked his condition everywhere, took him to test his blood pressure, blood sugar, heart rate, etc., and found that there was really nothing wrong. Did he really come back like this?

Xiao Ai overturned her previous deduction of the law of Fengjianhe's illness and rethought it.

In fact... If he hadn't been busy researching temporary enlargement potions recently, Fengjianhe's body would indeed be a good research subject.

What a pity...

Xiao Ai looked at Fengjianhe's back as he went upstairs, thinking something secretly.

Fengjianhe survived Xiao Ai's review and finally returned to his room.

There were a lot of travel manuscripts piled up in the study, and Igarashi took them and sent them out as short stories one by one, but they have not been really organized into a book.

Take advantage of my good health recently, and finish this thing.

Fengjianhe thought, and sat down at the table.

The manuscripts were probably written as two articles as a theme. Now what he had to do was to make a whole"foreword" for these manuscripts, and then connect several different themes.

Time slowly moved forward as Fengjianhe wrote, and the evening breeze blew in from the open window.

The evening breeze brought the breath of sunset, and the birds marched in formation under the golden glow.

The golden sunset glow also illuminated the table with a golden color, as if the black ink marks were also dotted with gold.

Feng Jianhe had just finished half of the work of sorting books.

After eating the dinner prepared by Xiao Ai, he thought about it and took a wooden sword out.

He took this wooden sword out of a box on the top of the bookshelf. There were only a few traces of use. I don’t know what the original owner used it for.

But now it’s just right to use it.

Just waved on the side of the road, he took a taxi to a forest in the suburbs.

Feng Jianhe looked at the leaves falling all over the sky, and immersed himself in his mind little by little.

Combine your heart with nature and feel the rhythm of nature.

Just like in the villa in the rain before, listen to the slightest sound, feel the changes in the wind...

He gradually danced with the sword in the forest.

A fluttering figure in white clothes held a small wooden sword, from the initial chaos to the ability to pierce a falling leaf later.

Today is autumn, and leaves are falling one after another, but none of them can stay on this erratic figure for even a second.

Yellow, green, red... The only white among the colorful leaves is extremely eye-catching.

Feng Jianhe didn't know how long he had been dancing. When he finally felt tired and stopped, it seemed that an hour had passed.

In the forest full of fallen leaves, a blank circle was centered on his body.

This impulsive sword dance really made his heavy heart feel a lot lighter. The freshness and beauty unique to nature suddenly cleansed his soul.

However, it can only be called sword dancing, and it is too early to say that it is sword practice.

Although the system gave him a reward of"swordsmanship aptitude +5" in the past, compared with the other"advanced swordsmanship" and"advanced body skills", this aptitude is still too small.

He is now more integrating the swordsmanship and body skills instilled by the system.

Xiao Ai sat in the living room and quietly flipped through a magazine.

Feng Jianhe went out without saying much, and she didn't care too much.

Maybe he went out for a walk?

Feng Jianhe would always tell me if he was going to travel far away. This time he didn't tell me, which meant he wasn't going far away, so there was nothing to worry about.

Click!

"I'm back, I'll do it soon... What did you do?"

Xiao Ai said, looking up, and then couldn't help asking in surprise.

Feng Jianhe was still wearing a clean white dress and black hair when he went out.

But when he came back, he was in a mess, with a lot of mud on his white clothes, and it seemed that there was green grass juice. The hair on his forehead was stuck together, and there were traces of sweat left after it dried.

"Did you go to a fight?"

Xiao Ai immediately put away the magazine, stood up, and walked forward with a frown.

Feng Jianhe smiled bitterly,"I just went to practice sword for a while, and ended up forgetting the time.……"

Xiao Ai looked around and didn't find any wounds. She looked at the grass and soil and believed what he said.

"You can go to a special club to practice swordplay. Going to the suburbs will only make you look like this.

Or have you read too many strange books and think you can split mountains and rivers with a wooden sword?"

Feng Jianhe had no other way to respond except to smile bitterly.

"I'm going to take a shower."

Feng Jianhe said as he prepared to go upstairs.

"Put on the shoe covers first. I just happened to see these and bought a few of them. I didn't expect that I would actually use them."

Feng Jianzhe could only do it little by little according to what Xiao Ai said, and then slowly went to take a shower.

This sister is really about to become an old housewife.

Alas... It turns out that I am too bad.

It seems that in the original book, when Xiao Ai lived in the doctor's house, she didn't care about so many things, right?

Time passed.

Although the time did not move forward according to the calendar, and even went back a little, at least in Feng Jianzhe's perception, a lot of days have passed.

He has almost finished reading the books at home, and recently he often goes to a nearby library.

There is a kind old curator and an administrator in the library. Feng Jianzhe quickly became familiar with the two after asking a few times.