Curse Return: Do I have to be a spellcaster as a member of the Heilongjiang Ministry?

"Of course I don't mean that weird work connection."

Atobe Keizawa hesitated subtly. Could it be that the adult teaching of the Fushiguro family started at this age...ah bah bah bah.

That guy must have never paid attention in front of children! !

"No, I'm still a student, but I have a working relationship with Shir." Atobe Keizawa took out his student ID card with a dull face and showed it to him. He just used his thumb to cover the line about the magician level, and finally said Added: "Of course not referring to that weird work relationship."

Even the word "gold master" was strange, and Atobe Keizawa swallowed it back subconsciously.

"No need, I've taken the medicine, you can go, ah——"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a small exclamation. Perhaps because he had been holding the door on tiptoes for too long, the already sick kid stumbled and pressed against the door and fell out, cursing quickly with quick eyes and hands. The magician stepped forward and held the door with one hand, grabbed the child by the collar with the other and lifted him up.

It's so hot, you can feel the unusual heat through your clothes!

The child must have been burning for a long time. Atobe Keizawa put his palm on his forehead, and the hot temperature crawled up his palm.

That’s not all.

The young man immediately stopped thinking about being funny and lifted Fushiguro Megumi's clothes with a sullen expression.

The green and red wounds came into view. This was not due to bullying or domestic violence.

It's a curse spirit.

Atobe Keizawa knew very well that these injuries had always followed him.

"Go to the hospital." Atobe Kageze's tone became gentler. He took out the text message on his mobile phone and handed it to the child to read: "Don't be afraid, I really know Shi'er. I can call him. Listen. Get the sound of his voice.”

"You are wrong, I can't tell." The child pursed his lips and said in disgust: "He hasn't been back for a long time, so he won't let anyone help me."

"..."

Do I have to bear this embarrassment?

"... Anyway, no matter what happened to him, let's go see a doctor first." Atobe Kagezawa was at a loss for words. He knew that Fushiguro was a scumbag, but he didn't expect him to be so scornful.

The young man who muttered "trouble" took off the high school's low-key and thick coat, spent some effort to avoid the wound, took the struggling child into his arms, and whispered: "Are you afraid of heights? ?”

"...not afraid."

The child moved uncomfortably, and the little black hair that exploded kept brushing against Atobe Kageze's chin. Atobe Kageze put the hat on his head on his head and pressed it into his arms. This There are no bus stops here, and taking a taxi is even more difficult.

In that case, don't blame him for running away from the roof.

As if sensing his embarrassment, the child lay in his arms and said, "There is a clinic over there, I can do it myself."

...The non-existent conscience is aching.

"There is a children's hospital nearby. Don't worry, it will be there soon."

Atobe Keizawa's conscience was torn back and forth between 'leaving the child in the hospital and leaving' and 'why is he so good?' It was not his nature to ask for trouble, but... this shouldn't be too troublesome?

The psychological state of young people is so difficult to understand.

After finding the correct direction, the young conjurer naturally attached the power of the spell to the soles of his feet, raised his energy and lightened his body, and landed on the roof like a nimble cat.

"what--"

The huge gap made the child in his arms scream in surprise, and he suppressed the sound in his mouth as soon as it came out. Atobe Keizawa seemed to still hear the sound of his teeth clenching, and even his thin body tensed up.

Atobe Kageze patted the child's back comfortingly through his clothes, and tightened his arms around him. He could feel the heat on the child's body through his clothes, which made Atobe Kageze's mood even more intense. Worse.

There was no bump in the whole journey. Atobe Kageze jumped lightly between the houses. Every time his toes touched the ground, he was very light, but the strength of the bounce was just right. He carefully avoided the surrounding pedestrians. He shuttled at a very fast speed. It was fast, but Fushiguro quickly got used to jumping in the air.

Less than ten minutes later, Atobe Kagezawa found a deserted alley and jumped down from the roof silently. He took off the little guy's hat and unexpectedly saw his bright eyes.

He is a bold child.

Atobe Keizawa rubbed his head. He had a haircut like a hedgehog, but it felt soft when he rubbed it, much like his own temper.

Children's General Hospital.

Atobe Kagezawa specifically chose a hospital in which he had a stake. After all, with such a strange wound on the child, the doctor might have sent him in out of enthusiasm.

The person sent by the family arrived faster than waiting in line to be called. A man with dark blue hair wearing a white coat and black-rimmed glasses soon appeared in front of Atobe Kagezawa. He asked politely: "Master, this child Is he a patient?"

Atobe Keizawa replied: "Yes, this child has a high fever. I don't know how long he has had it. There are also wounds on his body."

"Leave it to me, follow me."

The doctor took the drowsy child and led Atobe Keizawa to the elevator. He measured the child's temperature with the palm of his hand, and did not forget to explain: "We will do a detailed examination later, and if the fever goes down, we will give him an injection." quick."

"It's this wound..." The doctor raised his eyebrows and glanced at Atobe Kageze. Finally, he looked at his nose, nose and heart and chose to remain silent.

"...You are a doctor, I will listen to you."

Atobe Keizawa: Today I am also stepping on the sewing machine and spreading its wings.

Xiao Fushiguro didn't sleep peacefully. He woke up two or three times just for the distance from the elevator to the doctor's clinic. He fell asleep again after Keizawa Atobe coaxed him.

The doctor wanted to conduct an examination, and it was inconvenient for Atobe Keizawa to stay here, so he borrowed paper and pen from the doctor and left a message for the little guy.

After coming out of the ward, there was a vending machine at the end of the corridor. Atobe Kagezawa chose an ice coke. The smell of wind came in from the window sill. Fushiki Shir's phone still couldn't be connected.

After pouring the Coke into his mouth, Atobe Kagezawa's eyes darkened. The little guy's examination was not over yet. He would definitely need a fever-reducing injection after that, and he might have to hang up for a few days. His body didn't look very strong, and he was very thin. Like a little black kitten, I don’t know how Fuheishier raises a child.

Ah, the little guy said he hasn't been back for a long time.

Atobe Keizawa crushed the empty jar in his hand and leaned lazily on the stairs, looking calmly at the direction of the ward.

A son with magical powers born from a "trash" of a Chanyuan family, what a hot potato... If the Zenyuan family finds out, they will definitely take him away, right?

Atobe Keizawa could guess a little bit of Fushiheiji's plan, but he was not as gentle, kind and loving as Tian and Tyrant knew him to be, so leaving it to him might not be a good idea.

"It's just that children should live a carefree life."

Atobe Kageze said to himself that people in this world are living uneasy lives, especially Fushihei, Atobe Kageze, and Zenyuan family members even more so.

Even though Atobe Kageze has now stepped out of the shadows, he also knows that no matter how hard he tries to make up for it, the bright sunshine will never reach his childhood.

Now it was Fushiguro Megumi's turn. Even though Atobe Kagezawa sincerely felt that he was like an almost unbalanced time bomb, he still couldn't help it.

I couldn't help but lean towards him a little more.