"Professor Agasa, haven't you invented a lot of things? Don't you have anything that could help?" Conan asked Professor Agasa.
Professor Agasa was speechless. "Conan, do you really think I'm some kind of all-purpose genius?"
Conan smiled sheepishly. True enough, every field had its specialists. Although Professor Agasa had invented plenty of things, not everything he made was useful.
He did have some advanced technology, but it wasn't as though he could produce whatever Conan wanted.
"Then what do we do now?" Conan asked Professor Agasa.
"Apply some medicated liquor first, but he has to be taken to the hospital. The swelling needs to go down too." Professor Agasa looked at the suffering Heiji Hattori.
Without giving Heiji Hattori a chance to object, they took him and headed for Beika Hospital.
Heiji Hattori's objections were useless anyway. The pain was so intense that he could barely move.
"Don't worry, Hattori. We'll tell the doctor not to reveal your condition," Conan said to Heiji Hattori.
Conan knew what Heiji Hattori was worried about, so he reassured him.
"Professor Agasa, could you drive a little slower?"
Heiji Hattori spoke to Professor Agasa with difficulty.
Heiji Hattori was already injured, yet Professor Agasa was driving so fast that the jolting was nearly killing him.
His back was especially bad. Professor Agasa's Beetle was already cramped, and now it was even more unbearable. Heiji Hattori's back was swollen, and he did not dare let it touch the seatback at all.
"Okay, okay, I'll slow down." Professor Agasa spoke somewhat apologetically.
He had driven so fast because he wanted to get Heiji Hattori to the hospital as soon as possible.
But now it seemed he really did need to slow down. Heiji Hattori simply could not take it.
They finally arrived at the hospital at