Tuesday, September 13 – No holiday, nothing unusual, and for most people, it's not a big day. But for the Maori family, today is very important.

Because Xiaolan was officially discharged from the hospital from today and went home to recuperate.

"Then, when you go home, you still have to let Miss Lan have a good rest, and don't be too tired," Kyosuke Kado, standing at the entrance of the hospital, said to Concubine Eiri. "At this stage, the main purpose is to recuperate the body and restore the mood, don't do those radical attempts to force memory recovery, after all, it's still the beginning of the semester, even if it's something like learning is secondary for the time being, you can put it first. If there are any signs of memory recovery in the next period of time, please contact me immediately. In addition......"

With that, Kyosuke Kazado motioned for everyone to look at the bracelet on Moriran's hand.

"Because Miss Lan has not recovered her memory yet, you must not take off this tracking bracelet that you have permission to go out of, otherwise Miss Lan will probably not be able to find a way home by herself because her memory has not been recovered."

After saying this, he naturally glanced at everyone who was standing in front of him and was about to leave the hospital - Fei Yingli, Mori Kogoro, Mori Ran, Conan, and Chiba, who did not belong to the Mori family.

……

"Really, how can there be such a parent, leave the child in the house, and slip away by himself?" Mori Kogoro complained unhappily. "Forget that kind of sixteen or seventeen-year-old stinky boy, why are even the parents of children like you so raised?"

"......" Chiba, who was leaning against the window, seemed to be in a bad state of mind, even haggard and a little distressed, and had no energy to answer Mori Kogoro's question at all.

"Forget it, he's been in the hospital with that little girl for so long, and he must be tired now—do you want to have a meal at the office before leaving?" Fei Yingli looked at Qianyu, who was even much haggard than Mao Lilan, and issued such an invitation. "Auntie will cook by herself today!"

Before Chiba could respond to the invitation, Mori Kogoro and Conan expressed their displeasure first.

"Huh?" Mori Kogoro cried out. "You're cooking? What's the joke? ”

"Auntie, you...... Surely you're tired," Conan's voice trembled. "Why don't we go out for a meal? Or a more elaborate Western-style meal downstairs? ”

"What do you mean by that, do you think I'm not up to par with cooking?"

"Don't you have a point in mind?" Mori Kogoro has no plans to save face for his wife for a year. "Your Cooking......

"You ......" Fei Yingli's unhappy look was already written on her face. You old thing......"

"You're the same age as me, so you're not qualified to say that about me!"

"You !!" Concubine Yingli's expression had gradually evolved into an angry and corrupt look. "You, you, you white-eyed wolf!"

Just when the atmosphere was a little weird, they suddenly heard Maolilan's voice.

"Poof!" Xiaolan looked at the arguing appearance of her parents sitting in the front row, and suddenly laughed. "Ah...... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I just think it's funny for mom and dad to be like this! ”

"Huh?" Fei Yingli and Maori Kogoro were stunned, and in the end, it was Conan who reminded them. "Uncle, the lights are green."

"Huh? Oooh! Maori Kogoro reacted at this time and hurriedly stepped on the accelerator, and Fei Yingli also regained his original normal demeanor in the passenger seat, only the smile on his face proved what happened just now.

And Qian Yu was still just leaning on the window glass, looking at the scene outside the car with a somewhat confused look, as if everything in the car had nothing to do with him.

……

"I'm fine," Chiba muttered, pushing Conan's hand away. "Sister Xiaolan is the sick number, not me!"

"But what's the difference between you and the sick number, is it that you are on duty continuously so you don't have a good rest?" Conan frowned. "I remember that in the past few days, you have either been on Sister Xiaolan's side or outside the gate of the cardiotherapy department, and what did you say at night for fear of affecting Sister Xiaolan's rest, so you refused to come to our ward to sleep. I'm really worried if you're going to be able to make it up. ”

"It's okay, I'll just have a good rest when I get home," Qian Yu twitched the corners of his mouth, then shook his head. "But then again, why was your expression so reluctant just now, does Auntie hate to be good at cooking?"

"Hmm...... Look at what you're good at," Conan's expression was subtle. "If it's about killing people with cooking, Auntie's attainments in this area are world-class."

Chiha's face immediately turned pale as Conan and Mori Kogoro had shown before.

And at the same time, inside the cooking room.

"They're complaining about your cooking outside, but ......," says Maorilan, adding spices to the dishes. Is it really that bad? I don't think so? ”

"Hmph, I don't even bother to argue with this kind of thing," Fei Yingli conveyed her confidence to her daughter with extraordinary self-confidence. "By the way, you see this partition, right?"

"Well, what is this partition for?"

"Stick it in the pot." Fei Yingli said indifferently.

"Huh?" Xiaolan was taken aback and looked at the board. "...... this thing"

"Insert it into the soup pot and split the beef soup in half," Fei Yingli nodded. "Just listen to me, and I'll show you why - don't listen to their nonsense and treat me like some guy who can't cook."

With that, Fei Yingli glanced in the direction of the table with resentful eyes, and then poured the contents of the other spice jar into it very casually. "The things on this side are for your father and Conan, and the soup on the other side is for the two of you and Chiba."

"Huh?" Mao Lilan looked rather surprised. "How...... Why is it ......"

"Teach me how to cook, and be entitled to enjoy my cooking?" Fei Yingli snorted and said with a smile that had succeeded in his tricks. "Two guys who don't come into the kitchen, where are they entitled to enjoy my cooking skills?"

"I can understand my father's words, but why should I do the same to Conan?" Xiaolan was puzzled. "Do you want to give him the good soup here?"

"No, no, no, you don't have to give it to him, he just drinks the soup over there like your father." Fei Yingli immediately stopped Mao Lilan's thoughts and said earnestly. "I'll tell you why, trust me, just give him the same thing as your father."

Saying this, Fei Yingli showed an unusually strange smile, while Mao Lilan only pondered the reason with some confusion.