Chapter 1701

"The owner... And Mr. McLean, I think you must have a look! Mr. Taron has returned from the camp in London, but he looks very bad now!"

Late at night, close to 2 a.m. Paris time, Maka was still busy with Hermione, Luna and others in the hall of Boulevard. At this time, the old housekeeper, who was still directing the servants to make many preparations for the evacuation and transfer, suddenly appeared at the gate.

"Erns is back? What's the matter with him?"

As soon as Marca heard the old housekeeper talking about Ernst, she immediately stood up.

"You continue to do here... Mr. brova, let's go and have a look."

"I'll go too!"

Not surprisingly, Alexander immediately got up from his chair and ran over - look at him. Maybe even if Marca didn't let him go, he wouldn't give up.

"OK! Add you for the time being, but everyone else will stay here first!"

After all, Ernst is everyone's companion anyway, even though he is not very popular on weekdays. So apart from Luna and the three of them who need to continue to catch up with the work, other idle little friends actually want to see what's going on with them.

However, since Maka said not to go, everyone had to sit down again.

Before long, Marca, blova and Alexander followed the old housekeeper all the way through the atrium garden to the medical room opposite.

"Mr. taweng was seriously injured. When the guard found him at the door, he had completely fainted, so we don't know what accident he had encountered. Since only a part of the people on the recall list at the London camp came back, I think... I'm afraid the remaining people who were asked to take Mr. taweng back have suffered a lot Yes. "

On the way, the old housekeeper said all the facts and guesses he knew at the moment. Maka and blova listened and nodded habitually, but Alexander was still worried. He probably didn't listen to each other's words at all.

When the old housekeeper finished all his work, the medical room had arrived.

As Ernst has just been sent here, Mrs. Michelle, the therapist, is trying to give him first aid. Just look at the way the door of the medical room is not closed to know how urgent it is.

As soon as tokamaka followed the old housekeeper inside, he immediately smelled a strong smell of blood, which made him frown slightly.

As for Alexander, who just followed, he was naturally more nervous at the moment.

But fortunately, Alexander at least knew that no matter how critical his situation was, the most important thing must still be treatment. Therefore, although he looked anxious, he did not do anything that would hinder others.

Maka patted him on the shoulder as a comfort, and then walked quickly with Mr. brova to the emergency bed on the side of the medical room.

After bypassing the two cabinets filled with various potions and therapeutic tools, they saw the back of Mrs. Michelle busy by the hospital bed.

It can be seen that the other party has obviously heard the news of their coming in, but there is no time to look back even one more time.

"How's it going, madam?"

While the old housekeeper asked, Maka had come forward and looked at Ernst who was lying in the hospital bed.

"The situation... What do you say?" Mrs. Michelle said hastily as she gave Ernst medicine, "The wound is very serious... There is a very obvious wound in the abdomen, three broken ribs, and a fracture in the left arm. What's more, he came back in time. After a large amount of fresh flavour, he has healed up more than half."

When Maka heard this, she immediately nodded her head.

"So, are there any magic injuries?"

"Oh! Mr. McLean?"

As soon as she heard Maka's figure, Mrs. Michelle turned her head for the first time - you know, she had just diagnosed Maka and was almost helpless about Maka's situation, but she didn't expect that Maka could come to her to see her treat other injuries.

"Hello, Mrs. Michelle." Maka nodded hastily at each other and then took a shortcut. "Maybe you know, I can't use magic at present, so I can't check and diagnose Ernst personally - what's his biggest problem now? Tell me!"

After saying these words, he also specially gave a look to Mr. brova around him, and obviously wanted to hear his opinion on the state of Ernst.

As for Mrs. Michelle, she looked down at Ernst on the hospital bed and thought:

"Although I'm not sure yet, there should be signs that Mr. taweng has been subjected to magic similar to the heart drilling curse. And you see, there are blood marks from fingernails in the palm of Mr. taweng's hand - which also proves that he may have endured the pain that requires willpower to resist."

Before the voice fell, before Maka asked anything again, she heard Willie's father agree: "it should be so right. The disorder of magic and mental power in his body also happened to reflect this possibility."

"Heart drilling mantra...?"

Of course, Haier Bo disdains to use modern magic spells, but if he wants to achieve the effect of torturing others through the application of soul rules, it will not be very difficult.

But, like this kind of magic, its effect will not only cause damage to the soul. If it is applied for too long, it is enough to cause irreparable physical damage to the brain.

"Mr. brova, is there any way you can examine the brain for burns?"

The human brain is undoubtedly delicate and fragile. At present, the treatment level in this regard is still quite limited in both the magic world and the Muggle world.

"I've checked it and I don't see any problem."

Seeing Mr. brova's answer, Maka still couldn't let go, because if she wanted to know if there was anything wrong with Ernst's brain, she could only observe it directly after he woke up.

"Speaking of it, I also have a great part of the responsibility for such a serious injury to burns."

Although Maka has lost her emotion again, this so-called "sense of responsibility" can directly draw a conclusion without the assistance of emotion.

Therefore, even if he can't produce any guilt now, he can understand that Ernst's injury needs to be borne by him.

"Mr. McLean, you have to leave Mr. Taron there for the time being because you were injured!" the old housekeeper said, "what's more, you told me to have him brought back at the first time - there's nothing wrong with you."

At this time, after a rescue, Ernst's eyelids finally moved slightly.