Chapter 1669 Misunderstanding of Maca

"...Sandrina fell in the bathroom last night, and it seemed that she just hit the mirror when she fell, and many places on her body were scratched by the shards of the mirror. I heard that when she went to the medical room, her whole body was sore It's blood, Madam Michel was startled when she saw her when she was called out!"

Hearing what this slightly unfamiliar maid said, Maca couldn't help being taken aback, and then said apologetically:

"Oh! It seems that there may be my fault in this matter - I shouldn't have let her take a bath to relieve fatigue when she was sleepy so casually!"

Although the maid said about the mirror as soon as she opened her mouth, Maca hadn't thought of it for the time being, but the actual situation was definitely not something that could be simply explained by "falling down in the bathroom".

Even though he had confirmed last night that he was fully prepared for protection and isolation, certain abnormal conditions still spread from his room in a way he did not know.

And just when Maca thought it was just an accident, and was rather annoyed at the random suggestion she made last night, the maid who replaced Sandrina leaned her upper body slightly and said:

"Mr. McLean, you must not feel guilty about this! Because I think, Sandrina must not blame you for anything-you see! The reason why I came here instead of her today is because I went to see her in the morning At that time, she asked me to help you with the newspaper!"

"Really?" Maca couldn't help but nodded when she heard the words, "But no matter what I say, I'm afraid I have some responsibility. Well, after breakfast, I will visit her too! By the way, I will use some effects for her. A better potion."

"How is this possible! Sir, you are the most honored guest of our Blois family. This is what the owner personally instructed... Sandrina is just a maid, and it is not worth taking time out of my busy schedule to go to Look at her! And, after all, it's just some trauma."

"nothing."

Maca waved his hands at the other party, then picked up the tableware again, and continued to taste the rich French breakfast as usual today.

And beside him, the maid saw that Maca had started to eat again, so she had to shut up and stop talking. As a qualified maid, of course, she must never eat while the master or the guests It's common sense for those who are disturbing to speak only when the other party needs it.

Therefore, in the following time, Maca's breakfast time was the same as usual. While he was eating, he flipped through French magic newspapers, and only when he came across some unfamiliar French words would he ask the maid politely.

a moment later,

When Ginny, who was more used to getting up early, and others came to the restaurant, he had already put down the tableware and wiped his mouth with a wet towel.

"Good morning!"

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

"Maka, are you going out so early today again?"

"Oh, no! I heard that the maid who helped me read the newspaper on weekdays fell and was injured a little last night, so I'm going to see her."

Hearing what he said, Ginny couldn't help but be a little worried and said:

"Is she all right?"

"Of course it's okay." When passing behind the armchair Ginny was sitting on, Maca smiled at the person who looked back at her, "What's more, I'm just going there!"

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

You know, there are not many maids in Blois Castle alone, and they are usually very busy—especially in the morning every day, the daily cleaning and gardening are unexpectedly time-consuming .

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

Not long after, he walked alone through the atrium garden, which was planted with colorful flowers by Willie, and went to the castle on the opposite side. The medical room and ward of Fort Blois are in the area on the right after entering.

"Tut Tuk."

The ward where Sandrina is located is not difficult to find, because no one is usually injured... By the way, Mrs. Michelle, the family therapist who is in charge of medical affairs here, is actually quite free.

"Please come in."

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

"Ah! Mr. McLean? You... why are you here?"

As soon as she saw Maca coming, Sandrina got out of bed in a hurry. Seeing this, Maca quickly waved her hand lightly, and used a soft force to make her lean back on the pillow behind her back.

"If you are a wounded person, please stay on the hospital bed!" Maca said so, before turning around, "You can still move, it seems that the injury is recovering well..."

While talking, Maca had already walked to her hospital bed, and sat down on the round stool next to her naturally.

"Oh, that's right! Thank you for remembering to ask your colleague to help me read the newspaper for you... With you translating unfamiliar words for me every morning these days, I can write more and more articles by myself."

"No, it's nothing."

Perhaps it was because she was not used to lying on the bed and talking to people like this, Sandrina seemed a little uncomfortable. However, she responded immediately to Maca's words:

"Mr. McLean is smart enough. I'm just using it as an incomplete dictionary for you to use."

To be honest, Maca still felt a little uncomfortable listening to Sandrina's answer—even if she lived as a maid, she still put her attitude too low. , even with her colleagues there are obvious differences.

Hmm... If I have to say it, isn't this state the human version of a house-elf?

However, Maca, who noticed this situation, put it aside for the time being. Because if he just came to visit and give a bottle of potion or something, Maca still had some time, but if he was nosy, he would not have that time in his current state.

"Sandrina," Maca thought for a while, then changed the subject again, "Actually, I also want to apologize to you by the way—it was me who asked you to take a bath last night, who was already very sleepy. Ill-considered—come, drink this, and soon you'll be down."

Speaking of which, seeing that Sandrina immediately wanted to refuse, he first raised his hand and said:

"Don't worry too much about it, it's not a very expensive thing—"

"No, that's not the case."

Sandrina hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but say so.