Chapter 1670

"... Sandrina fell in the bathroom last night. It seems that she just broke the mirror when she fell. Many parts of her body were scratched by the fragments of the mirror. It is said that she was covered with blood when she went to the medical room. Mrs. Michelle was shocked when she was called up!"

Listening to this slightly strange maid, Maka was stunned and apologized:

"Oh! It seems that there may be my fault in this matter - I shouldn't let her take a bath when she's sleepy!"

Although the maid spoke about the mirror as soon as she opened her mouth, Maka didn't expect that the actual situation could not be explained simply by "falling in the bathroom".

Even though he had confirmed that he had made full preparations for protection and isolation last night, some abnormal conditions still spread out of his room in a way he didn't know.

Just when Maka thought it was just an accident and was annoyed by her random suggestions last night, the maid who came instead of Sandrina leaned up and said:

"Mr. McLean, don't feel guilty about it! Because I don't think Sandrina blames you - you see! The reason why I came here instead of her today is because she asked me to help you read the newspaper when I went to see her this morning!"

"Really?" Marca nodded when she heard the speech. "But anyway, I'm afraid I have some responsibilities. Well, after breakfast, I'll go to see her! By the way, I'll give her some magic drugs with better effects."

"How can that be! Sir, you are the most distinguished guest of our brova family, which the owner personally told... Sandrina is just a maid, and it's not worth Mr. taking time out of his busy schedule to see her! Moreover, after all, it's just some trauma."

"It's okay."

Maka waved to each other. Then she picked up the tableware again and continued to taste today's rich French breakfast.

On his side, when the maid saw that Maka began to eat again, she had to shut her mouth and stop talking - as a qualified maid, of course, she must not disturb the host or guests when they eat. It's common sense to speak only when the other party needs it.

So, in the next time, Maka's breakfast time was the same as usual. While he was eating, he looked through the French magic newspaper. When he occasionally encountered unknown French words, he would politely ask the maid.

A moment later, when Ginny, who was used to getting up early, came to the restaurant, he had put down the tableware and wiped his mouth with a wet towel.

"Good morning!"

Put the towel back on the tray in the maid's hand, and Maka said good morning to Ginny who came first. Seeing that he was about to get up and leave, Ginny immediately asked:

"Marca, are you going out so early today?"

"Oh, no! I heard that the maid who has been helping me read the newspaper on weekdays fell and hurt herself last night, so I'm going to see her."

Ginny was worried when she heard him say this:

"Is she all right?"

"Of course it's all right," Marca smiled at the other party looking back at her as she passed Ginny's back chair. "Besides, I'm just going to go!"

Although the maid wanted to accompany Marca to the ward, Marca still didn't let her follow.

You know, there are not many maids in brova castle alone. They are usually very busy - especially in the morning, when it takes time to clean and tidy the garden.

The brova family's salary is not low. Since they work here, of course, they are very serious. Maka doesn't want to waste their time.

Before long, he walked alone through the atrium garden planted by Willie and went to the castle on the opposite side. The medical room and ward in brova fort are in the area on the right after entering.

"Dudu."

Sandrina's ward is not difficult to find, because no one will be injured at ordinary times... Incidentally, Mrs. Michelle, the family therapist in charge of medical affairs here, is actually quite idle.

"Please come in."

Hearing the familiar response from the ward, Maka opened the door and went in. Sure enough, although it was a ward with six beds, Sandrina was the only one in it.

"Ah! Mr. McLean? You... What are you doing here?"

As soon as she saw that Marca was coming, Sandrina was too busy to get out of bed. Seeing this, Maka quickly waved to her gently and made her lean back on the pillow behind her with a gentle force.

"If it's the wounded, just stay in the hospital bed!" Maka said so, and then turned to say, "it's still moving. It seems that the injury has recovered well..."

While talking, Maka had walked to her hospital bed and naturally sat down on the next bench.

"Oh, by the way! Thank you for asking your colleagues to help me read the newspaper for you... With you translating strange words for me every morning these days, I can read more and more articles alone."

"No, it's nothing."

Perhaps she was not used to lying in bed and talking to people. Sandrina seemed a little uncomfortable. However, she immediately responded to Maka's words:

"Yes, Mr. McLean is smart enough. I'm just a incomplete dictionary for you to use."

To be honest, Maka still feels uncomfortable with Sandrina's answer - even if she works as a maid and lives, she puts herself too low. Even with her colleagues, there is a clear difference in this point.

Well... If I have to say, isn't this state the human version of the domestic elf?

However, Maka, who noticed this situation, put it aside for the time being. Because if you just come to visit and send a bottle of magic medicine, Maka still has some time at this time, but if you mind your own business, he won't be free in his current state.

"Sandrina," Maka thought for a moment, and then turned the topic again, "in fact, I also want to apologize to you by the way - I didn't think well about letting you take a bath last night, who was already very sleepy - come on, drink this, and you can go down soon."

At this point, seeing that Sandrina immediately wanted to refuse, he raised his hand and motioned:

"Don't worry too much. It's not a very expensive thing -"

"No, it's not."

Sandrina hesitated, but she couldn't help saying so.