Chapter 539 Where is the news? Where is the blessing


Chapter 539 Where is the news? Where is Fuji?

"No, professor, what are you kidding!"

Andrew put down the knife and fork in his hand and looked at Professor Flivie.

"No joke, Taylor, we're going to prepare another treatment plan in the afternoon."

Professor Flivi said as he inserted the chicken legs into his plate, as if he had just said something normal.

"But, Professor, the victim just confirmed his safety in the morning!"

Andrew really couldn't accept this.

This is also outrageous!

If you take a step back, you will have to observe for at least a week, right?

After that, when you have nothing to do, you can make sure that the medical plan is safe and then carry out the next wave of treatment.

This is common sense. If you don’t leave it to time, who can tell whether there is anything wrong?

But now it’s too unfamiliar!

What is used to save people in the morning is a plan, and what is used to save people in the afternoon is another plan!

Although these two are somewhat common, they are not the same concept at all!

"So surprised what to do, it's a treatment mode, Taylor."

Professor Flivi looked at Andrew in confusion, "And you have checked it too."

"But it's just one morning..."

Andrew spread his hands out, really unable to figure it out.

"It's been all morning, he can take potions to regulate his body," Professor Flivi was also confused. He really couldn't figure out why Andrew, who has always been bold in experiments, is so novice about this common sense issue? "It's not a black magic damage. Isn't the whole morning enough?"

While the two of them were talking, the therapist next to him who brought them over to eat hurriedly, "Sorry, sorry, there are many patients these weeks and I can't be busy."

"Very well understood, sir," Andrew stood up and responded, "these dishes are already hearty enough."

"I'm sorry, I should have treated it well, but there's no way. There are so many idiots who put their noses and arms in other places. I really can't figure out what they think."

‘In this way, it seems that I did make a big deal. ’

After listening to the therapist's words, Andrew suddenly felt that he should reflect on it. It was indeed a long time, and for the wizard, sequelae and other injuries are much easier to deal with than spell damage.

It is very likely to find a corresponding potion to drink the sequelae, but if you can't find the corresponding curse, it would be a disaster.

It's like the forgetting spell, before it was unlocked, it was really like sitting with the black magic.

"Sorry, Dean, I don't think about it."

Andrew whispered to his dean to apologize—a week or something, and it turned out that he had made a big fuss.

Treating diseases and saving people is the key, delaying time and other things are too much.

Professor Flivie went back to teach a few more excellent therapists to come out, which was the best solution, instead of fighting with a bottle of magic potion here to deal with the possibility of sequelae of the Void.

‘My thinking is still not open enough. In this way, it is normal to try treatment in the afternoon - I finally hired experts there, so can’t I seize the time to deal with difficult and complicated diseases? ’

St. Mungo does have his own considerations in this arrangement - he is a student, and it is not easy to go out of school at will. Professor Flivie has to teach well. It would be great to take a day to come to the hospital for treatment. The two of them have time together, so they can't bring all the difficulties?

Moreover, the two of them are not professional therapists, and they can't help anything else when they come. Merging is the most cost-effective choice. After accepting this setting, Andrew suddenly felt relaxed - leaving professional things to professionals, why should he, an amateur in magic therapy, question the level of a professional therapist?

‘If the therapist thinks it is OK, I will cooperate with you with all my strength! ’

After figuring this out, Andrew began to eat with confidence.

‘After that being said, St. Mungo’s ice cream and desserts have a unique flavor. Should I bring some to my roommates when I go back? After all, the sixth floor here is a tea room... I just don't know if there is any such priority in the magic world... Forget it, I don't have them, so don't take them. ’

"By the way, Taylor, you should have a clear identity for the treatment subject in the afternoon, right?"

Seeing Andrew almost finished his refreshments, Professor Flivie suddenly asked.

"Ah?"

Andrew was stunned, "Sorry, I'm just thinking about the sequelae of the plan in the morning. Professor, I didn't listen carefully when Dr. Perk and his friends discussed it."

"You..."

Professor Flivi shook his head, "The other party's identity is a bit special, so we have to be careful not to be exposed by any news, which will affect the treatment effect. After all, it is only tentative."

"That's sure, after all, the injuries are completely different."

Andrew nodded. Although he didn't care about his identity, he still remembered the case. "Music protection measures caused by multiple black magic have selective amnesia in the brain."

"Huh? What is this?"

"Sorry, Professor," Andrew changed to standard term, "amnesia caused by dark magic."

"Yes, the amnesia caused by black magic, but the therapists think it's similar to the forgetting spell. I think so too, but I guess there will be troubles in the future - using dreams to derive magic power is much more troublesome than normal dream weaving."

Professor Flivi saw Andrew return to normal discussion and no longer think about the so-called sequelae and other things, and began to discuss normally.

"Yes, that morning was very difficult. I guess we have to get a more expensive original product."

Andrew echoed, "I thought I could live the morning with a little carelessness."

"Well, safety is the first priority. After all, it is a mantra of the heart, or multiple. Once converted into a dream, it will cause endless torture on your body. Prepare for a few more."

Professor Flivi nodded, "In addition, we have to communicate well with our family. Although the other party should be very willing and have been actively receiving treatment over the years, the other party still has to cooperate, because after all, there is still a difference. Even if the treatment is done, it is easy to cause amnesia."

"Well, theoretically, yes," Andrew shook his head slightly. This is the one that is troublesome. There is an essential difference between the Unforgivable Curse and the Forgotten Curse. "I even suspect that I have to take the initiative to abandon a lot of memories to lose the pollution of the black magic. After all, that is the Unforgivable Curse."

The two rarely reached an agreement - although neither of them wanted it, the reason why black magic is black magic is because of this unreasonable harm.

But just as Andrew and Professor Flivie continued to discuss the program, a therapist rushed over.

"Sorry, I've caused trouble, Professor Flivie, Mr. Taylor," the therapist tried not to leak an angry expression. "The Ministry of Magic is here."

(This chapter ends)

Previous Details Next