Chapter 1365 Withered Arm

"Mr. Bernthal, I heard that you went to see me when I was away this afternoon?"

As the principal of St. Mungo's Magical Hospital, plus Maca resolutely held up his trombone during this period of time... In fact, he can still get some privileges.

For example, the tent that Maca just walked into is obviously bigger than the surrounding ones. And when Maca entered the interior, he immediately saw Bernthal sitting behind the desk with his head slightly lowered, as if he was reading a book.

Hearing a voice suddenly came from the entrance of the tent, Bernthal raised his head.

"Mr. McLean?" He was stunned for a moment, and then he greeted, "Oh, yes... I do have something to ask you!"

While speaking, Bernthal suddenly stood up and walked quickly towards Maca.

"Speak, Mr. Bernthal! I'm listening!"

Seeing that Maca didn't seem to be very present, the expression on Bernthal's face didn't change at all.

"Actually," he said with a slight frown, "there's no need to say much about the problem, you can see it with your own eyes—"

Before the words finished, Bernse rolled up his sleeve and stretched out his right hand that had been hidden in the sleeve of the therapist's robe. Immediately afterwards, an arm that looked so dry that it didn't look like a human immediately appeared in front of Maca.

"Ok?"

Maca hurried forward, lowered her head and looked carefully for a while.

"What... what happened? What caused it?"

While inspecting Bernthal's arm, he even touched the skin of the arm that was so dry that it was almost skinny—it was a rough touch similar to tree bark.

It is worth mentioning that Bernthal himself has already dealt with it once - he put an alchemy ring on his arm to block the spread of magic properties, which made the phenomenon of dryness only occur in the The part below the golden armband.

"It's an unconscious patient with a necklace hanging around his neck... I found the necklace hanging next to his body when I was examining him, and accidentally touched it with my bare hands."

Bernthal was also looking down at his arm, and there was a wry smile on his always dignified face.

"There's some really horrible black magic on it, it's obvious, you just don't know what it is," he said. "It was one of the last wounded people to get to the hospital."

"Ok--"

It's hard to see anything from the injury on the arm alone. Macazai inspected it carefully for a moment, but only noticed that there was a wave of strange magic power in the withered arm that was not Bernthal's magic power.

"Mr. Bernthal, where is the necklace you just mentioned, can you let me see it?"

"Of course, it's here with me—wait a minute."

After speaking, Bernthal took out a small box from the drawer, and put it in front of Maca on the desk.

Maca Jianzhang waved his hand and let the box float to his eyes smoothly.

As the lid of the box was lifted, a string of exquisite silver necklaces mixed with an abnormal wave of magic power came into Maca's eyes.

"It's a curse..."

Maca lightly hooked her fingers,

Let the necklace float out of the box and do a few turns in mid-air.

"And it's a curse in ancient magic. But...Mr. Bernthal, is there anyone else who has the same symptoms as the comatose patient?".

Bernse shook his head when he heard that, and said:

"No, there isn't—there's nothing like it except that patient."

"Then take me to see it first!"

Maca signaled Bernthal to retract his arms into the sleeves, then turned around and walked out.

...

Since a large part of St. Mungoli is patients, when the team came here to set up camp, a lawn was specially reserved for the patients as a patient area to treat patients who need a quiet environment. and life.

On the way to the tent where the patient was, Bernthal told Maca that he had implemented the isolation treatment plan for the patient in time. No one is allowed to enter it except him and the other primary therapist who is in charge of the condition.

Of course, Maca is obviously a special case. Because even if Bernthal hadn't reminded the Aurors guarding there in advance, the latter probably wouldn't even put Maca in.

Following Bernthal all the way forward, after passing through the front and middle parts of the patient area, he finally came to a tent at the back.

There were two guardian wizards standing at the door of the tent. When they saw Maca and Bernthal, they immediately saluted slightly. Then, they began to do security checks for the two of them.

After waiting for the two to pass the security check, they entered the tent used as a temporary ward one after the other.

But as soon as he entered, Maca found that just as Bernthal had said before, a patient was being tied up and placed on the hospital bed.

"This is... have you woken up?"

Maca was obviously a little confused about the situation where they tied up the patient—wasn't it a coma? What's the matter, has this been temporarily changed?

"Oh no, I haven't woken up," Bernser shook his head suddenly, "just in case."

For this kind of over-cautious approach, Maca is actually noncommittal-even if it is a little salty, it will benefit more than the other one who stands by and waits to reap more benefits.

Of course, after all, this is just a relatively big disturbance at the moment. It is recommended to deal with it in a way of strengthening vigilance, rather than dividing people so clearly.

Maca said casually, walked to the side of the bound patient, and checked him.

Ten minutes passed, but Maca still didn't stop. On the chest of the other party, he found a trace that looked like a necklace - what's going on? Is it possible that the silver necklace is still "fading"? .

It's a bit of a joke to say that the color has faded, but Maca really wants to know what the traces represent - anyway, at least, there is no magic wave on it.

"Mr. Bernthal, which part of the necklace did you touch earlier?"

He really wanted to know why this patient had nothing serious but a long period of coma. On the contrary, Bernthal's arm has become "like that".

Between the two, what's the difference?

"Ah, it's the necklace part."

It is said to be a pendant, but it is actually just two pieces of silver, and there are no strange marks on it... But, the curse in Bernthal is not a joke, it is a genuine curse magic.

After two more glances, Maca shook her finger and let the necklace fall back into the box. Then, he turned his attention back to the patient.

. Sogou

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