Disclaimer: I do not own Detective Conan, that I don't. Gosho Aoyama does!
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Satou waited anxiously outside the kid's room.
Finally after a half hour, a nurse came to "escort" her in.
The boy's head was wrapped in a clean bandage, his blood all cleaned off.
With that sleeping face and innocent smile, he had to be the cutest kid Satou had ever seen.
The doctor gestured to her to have a seat.
"Are you his relative?"
"Ah, no. I just happened to find him and I brought him here…."
"Oh, I see…."
The doctor carefully measured the sleeping boy's temperature.
"39° Celcius, 102.2° Fareneheit. Anyways, even though he has fever, he's in a stable enough condition to be taken home after he regains conciousness. Most children don't like staying at a hospital unless they had to, you see. "
He added a chuckle and cleared his throat.
"I would give you the necessary intructions if you are willing to take him home."
"That's fine. I'm sure my mother wouldn't mind," Satou replied good-naturedly.
The doctor gave her relatively simple instructions:
Change his bandages and apply ointment every 8 hours.
Give him plenty of fluids and keep him warm.
Really, how hard could it be?
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"Miwako, who is this?"
"I just found him unconcious on the streets, so I was hoping we could take him in until we could find his parents."
The mother sighed as her daughter said this like it happened everyday.
Then again, she was a police officer, so it was to be expected.
Looking back at the said boy, he was rubbing his eyes tiredly.
Ryoko-san ushered the boy to Satou's room and laid out a futon for him.
He blushed, but replied with a soft "thank you" before settling in the covers.
Ryoko-san looked with a warm smile.
"Miwako, you should really settle down by now, ne?"
Satou took off.
Sighing at why her daughter refused to take interest in a love life, Ryoko-san put a cool cloth on the boy's forehead.
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Later that day….
"You knew I have a meeting with my friends tonight Miwako! Besides, I think he would just sleep through the night so all you have to do is just watch over him. Is that really too much to ask?"
"No…."
"Okay then."
With that, the elder Satou walked out the door.
Satou peeked into her room to see how he was doing.
The kid was fast asleep, soft snores filling the room.
His temperature is lower now, and his breathing is much better.
Satou yawned softly.
Maybe I'll take a quick nap for an hour or so….
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A/N: Just for the sake of fanfiction, I decided to name Satou's mother Ryoko-san. So how was it?
^^ Good? Bad?