Chapter 1456

"Madam? Can you hear me? If you can hear me, blink..."

When Neville was really flustered by the accident that he almost slipped his tongue, Maka had already completed the preliminary treatment of the two seriously injured London survivors.

Because the two players on Sirius side are really good at treatment, and they have prepared enough magic drugs and other emergency resources. Although the two patients were seriously injured, they were not sent to spiral town until they were out of danger.

As Maka, who is only responsible for the closing stage, at least in terms of trauma, what he needs to do is not complicated.

However, the biggest problem obviously does not lie in physical injury.

In the eyes of wizards in the magic world, all injuries can basically be divided into two categories - one is "don't worry, you will recover completely soon", and the other is to tell the patient "Oh, you're dead" immediately.

So that is to say, as long as the trauma is not serious enough to pull out the stopper of the magic medicine bottle, almost all can be cured.

But once you encounter injuries at the soul level involving spirit, will, thinking and memory, I'm afraid it's another matter.

At present, the two patients handed over to Maka may have potential dangers in this regard.

To tell the truth, although Maka didn't find any problems in the previous series of examinations, they still didn't wake up after all the trauma healed and the lost blood regenerated well.

Yes, one of the two women even opened her eyes, but she still didn't respond to Maka's call and action.

Although her eyes were open and sometimes blinked, they didn't have the look that a living person should have.

"Ma'am? Can you respond? Anything!"

Maka tilted her upper body slightly forward, lowered her head and carefully observed each other's pupils, with one hand swinging slowly in front of her.

A moment later, he shook his head and straightened up again.

"Breathing and heartbeat are all normal. Even your eyes are open, but..."

As she spoke, Maka stretched out her index finger and poked each other's arm outside the quilt.

"... no response to external stimuli." he withdrew his finger and touched his chin. "If you were in a Muggle hospital, you might have to do brain CT? However, there is no problem with the brain... Well, probably."

Although he can easily check whether the patient's brain has physical damage through the flow of magic, he can only do so in this regard.

After all, he is not a doctor in Muggle world.

After a slight pause, he bowed his head again and said gently and calmly to the injured on the hospital bed:

"Madam, although I don't know whether you are awake at present, if you can hear what I say but simply can't respond, please don't worry too much... Next..."

As he was saying this, he thought about something a little, and then went on:

"... Oh, yes! What I'm going to do next is basically similar to the EEG examination in the hospital. So if you have any discomfort, please bear with it - there's no danger, don't resist, okay?"

Yes, Maka said so much about the Muggle world because the patient lying in the hospital bed was the young Muggle lady among the survivors.

After Maka comforted the other party in advance with reassuring words, he looked at the other party's four eyes again and stared at the pupils with his deep eyes.

"Well, it's impolite."

Before the voice falls, the next moment, the art of taking God opens instantly. When Maka's will suddenly went deep into each other's soul, an unspeakable subtle repulsion force made Maka look solemn.

Soul rules!

Moreover, this is not any branch he had encountered before - not even the one he had expected in advance, contained in the phagocytic mirror studied by Haier Bo.

Fortunately, however, the strength of the repulsion from the other party's soul was not high. He easily suppressed it with the help of his "arrogant" power.

At the moment when Maka pressed down the unknown soul rules, the Muggle lady's regular breath on the hospital bed suddenly disordered. At the same time, her eyes also stagnated.

"Oh, sorry... Is it too close to scare you?"

Maka immediately raised her head and took a half step back.

"No, it's not..." the lady on the hospital bed shook her head in a daze. "Thank you... Sir, I just panicked because I woke up and found that I couldn't move up and down... However, sir, you're saving me, which I still know."

"Well," said Marca, smiling and nodding, "it seems that you have heard what I just said... Well, as I expected."

After hearing this, the other party nodded and said:

"Yes... But I didn't expect that some of the Wizards knew so well about those things in our Muggle Hospital... Thank you. Thanks to your words, I'm really relieved."

"Oh? So, do you know anything about Wizards?"

As she spoke, Maka stopped the other person who was trying to sit up, waved her hand and motioned that she would just lie down. Soon, he didn't tangle with the topic of wizards and Muggles. After a pause, he turned to say:

"By the way, I have to explain something to you first! Because... Um, how to say? For example, there are still lesions in your brain, so after a period of time, you are likely to return to the state of being completely unable to move."

"What?"

"Ah, don't be afraid!"

Seeing that the other party immediately showed some panic after hearing what he said, Maka immediately comforted:

"At least according to my examination just now, it may make you feel uneasy, but it won't endanger your life. Moreover, as long as you come again as just now and with my external help, you can recover... But it still takes some time for treatment to completely solve that hidden danger."

"Er, um... Is that right?" the other party hesitated and nodded, "I understand... Although it's still terrible, I think I should be able to endure."

"OK," said Marca with a smile when she saw her say that. "Then please take a break first. I need to go to your partner to give her similar treatment. But because I will come back to ask you a few questions later, please think about the situation you encountered in the fog of London."

With that said, Maka gently stepped back from the observation room and turned to the next door.