Chapter 973

The purple Griffin flying at supersonic speed soon left Dragon Island behind.

MEG held Elizabeth in his arms, feeling the soft and soft squeeze of his chest. He silently make complaints about the perfect beauty of the frost beauty, and silently restrained himself in his heart.

It's not that he deliberately takes advantage of other girls. It's just that Elizabeth in his arms is ready to leave at any time. Even if McGonagall wants to put her down, he has to consider whether she will turn into a pool of blood like the flaming pig just now.

Elizabeth's mind is blank at this time. She has never been in contact with men, and now she is held in the arms of a man, who is also the enemy she wants to defeat in the past few years.

But the previous battle exhausted her strength, and the injuries she suffered made her lose control of her body. Even moving her fingers was extravagant.

She could feel the arms around her strong and powerful, and the place she was touched seemed to be burned. The sense of shame was so strong that she couldn't struggle. She even wanted to make herself coma.

"Wait a minute. Don't be in a coma. Do you have a place to go? Or, where should I send you? " McGonagall asked, looking at Elizabeth with her red face and eyes closed.

Although Elizabeth was saved, McGonagall could not bring her directly back to the Maimi restaurant, which is tantamount to announcing to the world that he is Alex, who runs a Maimi restaurant in the city of chaos.

But Elizabeth's injury is too serious, it is obviously impossible to rely on self-healing, someone must take care of her, and give timely treatment, otherwise, even if she does not die, it is estimated that it will take a long time to recover.

"To where?" Elizabeth opened her eyes again and looked at the blue sky. From childhood to adulthood, she didn't seem to have a friend, and there was no place to go except Ice Dragon Island.

"Such a big continent, but there is no place I can go?" Elizabeth's eyes flashed a trace of self mockery and loneliness, suddenly, a figure crowded into her mind.

"City of chaos... There's an ice cream shop..."

Elizabeth said this, her head tilted, completely unconscious.

"There's an ice cream shop? Isn't this my ice cream shop? " McGonagall stared at the dazed Elizabeth with a melancholy look on his face. "Hey, girl, you can't be so irresponsible! I can't take it from you?! It's nothing. "

McGonagall is completely square now. Originally, saving Elizabeth is a convenient thing, but now it has become an unavoidable burden.

The dragon has been saved. How to deal with it has become the biggest problem.

"Is sister Elizabeth going to the ice cream shop? Will she be all right after eating ice cream? " Amy gets out of the cloak behind MEG and looks at Elizabeth in Meg's arms curiously.

"If she didn't want to have an ice cream before she left, maybe she did." MEG shrugged and looked at Elizabeth in her arms, wondering what to do with it.

He couldn't do such a thing directly from the sky. After all, Amy was still watching.

But it's unrealistic to bring it directly to home. There's no difference between bringing it to the ice cream shop and bringing it home... I'm really worried.

"If father took Elizabeth's sister home, he would have to sleep with her in a big bed, and sister Elena would care, wouldn't she? Shall I talk to her? " Amy murmured, a little distressed.

McGonagall, however, was so clever that he almost didn't fall off the Griffin's back. He glanced at Amy, his cute daughter. When did she become a spy! What's more, I will write my own script and add the plot!

"Father won't take any woman home for the night without it." McGonagall took a stand.

"Isn't sister Sheryl?" Amy asked, blinking.

McGonagall: "and

"Don't take anyone home for the night..." McGonagall said helplessly, the little guy is more and more difficult to deal with, sometimes even let suddenly have a sense of unprepared.

But Amy's words brought a new idea to MEG. It's obviously not good to send Elizabeth directly to the ice cream shop, but Mia and they live in the ice cream shop now. If you give Elizabeth to abelmia to take care of her, with her kindness, they won't stand by.

MEG was always at ease with Mia's work.

"System, I need some medical equipment for hemostasis and wound suture. It's operated by a fool. Her injury is too serious. If she doesn't stop bleeding in time, I'm afraid she won't be able to enter the city at night." Meg said in his heart, looked left and right, and then motioned to violet to land on a stone mountain.

Put Elizabeth Ping on a big flat stone. MEG puts out the successful medical box from the back of the stone. He carefully reads the instructions in his mind, and then takes out a pair of scissors to cut Elizabeth's clothes to deal with the wound.

There are many wounds on her body, the most serious of which are the two wounds on her lower abdomen and back, and she is still bleeding.

As soon as McGonagall was ready to start, he saw Amy, who was looking at her face, and quickly explained, "Xiaomi, Miss Elizabeth has been seriously injured. If we don't deal with her wound now, she will die. So now I'm going to cut her clothes open, expose the wound, and then deal with it and stop bleeding. It's a pure process. "

"Well, I believe in your father." Amy nodded her head.

"Well, I'll do it." McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief, using scissors to cut open Elizabeth's belly clothes.

"My father cut open Elizabeth's sister's skirt and tugged at it." Amy muttered.

McGonagall's hand trembled, and the scissors almost flew out. It seems that we must find time to do the ideological work for this young comrade. We must plot against her!

Calm down, McGonagall looks at the bloody wound in Elizabeth's lower abdomen, which should have been stabbed by an ice cone. Even with the dragon's powerful self-healing ability, it still can't make the wound heal.

According to the instructions given by the system, the wound was disinfected and then sutured with a stapler like suturing machine. A layer of system brand secret plaster was applied and wrapped with gauze. The wound would no longer bleed.

In a hurry to deal with a wound, McGonagall followed the law and treated the wound on his back in the same way.

There is still a lot of time to go before the sun sets. McGonagall, who has nothing to do, deals with all the wounds except the key parts of Elizabeth's body.

"My father has cut off Elizabeth's sister's skirt."

Amy whispered.