"My English" Uncle Ou's child is sick and weak!

When the eyewitness woke up again, it was already gray outside the window, the lights in the room were not turned on, and the curtains were half-closed, and the layout of the entire room could be seen clearly through the faint light.

I don't know if it's because of crying before going to bed. My eyes felt a little dry. He lay on the bed staring at the ceiling for a long time, and finally couldn't help covering his head with the quilt, as if he wanted to use this method to relieve his heart. embarrassment.

... He didn't want to cry at that time, but under the background of the atmosphere, his emotions seemed to be a little uncontrollable, and his eyes were wet by the time he reacted... According to the normal development, he should be in an environment where there is no one at the moment It's right to hide in the quilt and cry secretly.

The eyewitness sighed silently, then stretched his head out of the quilt, breathing in the fresh air outside.

Although the small space in the quilt can give people a sense of security, but the air is not circulated, it is stuffy and hot, and even the hair becomes messy, brushing on his face constantly, it is really itchy .

The eye-witness couldn't help stretching out his hand to spread his head away. The needle on the back of his hand was pulled out at some point, but he didn't feel it at all... Did he sleep so deeply just now?

The back of the hand could not be seen clearly in the darkness. The eyeball touched it tentatively. The pinhole was scarred. He pressed it lightly twice, and his body immediately gave him a clear sense of pain, which made him hiss uncontrollably. One sound.

The eye-witness propped himself up on the bed and sat up. He still felt weak all over his body. He didn't know where his arm was injured or what. As long as he exerted himself, he would feel obvious pain everywhere, which was similar to muscle soreness...but he didn't have any muscles. In addition, I have never carried any heavy objects, so why is it like this?

The man slowly climbed out of bed. He could barely stand, but he didn't have much strength to walk. He could only support the wall and walk slowly to the wall. After turning on the light, he walked slowly to the toilet. It can be seen that it is not the first time he has done this kind of thing.

There is a mirror in the toilet, and after turning on the light, the eyewitness began to cover his mouth and cough, as if the action just now had exhausted all his strength, and the whole person had to lean against the wall to stand up, and the huddled appearance was very disturbing. People are distressed.

This is his daily routine, and he has experienced it countless times when he was in the ward since he was a child, so even if the situation is a little more serious this time, he just leans against the wall and waits for his breathing to calm down, then walks towards the toilet with the door frame full.

I came in because I wanted to see what the condition of his neck was like. When I woke up, I touched it tentatively, but I could only feel the roughness of the scar...it was not comfortable at all.

The eyewitness raised his head slightly to expose his neck, and through the reflection of the mirror, he saw that the wound on his neck was in the state of scarring. When he glanced at it in a hurry, it looked like a red line, and some of the scars had already fallen off, showing a little redness. The skin is very obvious on his neck.

"...Will this injury continue?" Mu Ren asked softly, but he didn't know whether he was talking to himself or asking someone. He raised his hand and gently stroked his neck, as if he was touching something. Unpleasant memories, the whole hand was trembling uncontrollably.

The arm was also bad. The cuff of the hospital gown was too big. At this moment, he raised his hand, and the cuff slid all the way to the elbow, revealing his bruised arm. The bruise was very conspicuous on the pale skin.

Dazed for a moment, he noticed this scene through the mirror, and immediately rolled up the sleeve of his left hand as if he had realized it.

The other hand is also in the same situation. It is full of injuries starting from the wrist, especially the elbow. It should be the reason why it keeps falling to the ground when it is attacked. It is just like a child who has been abused by his parents. full of scars...

I don't know why, but my eyes suddenly want to laugh, and I don't know if I am laughing at my weakness, or at my scars all over my body.

His eyes were wet, and it took him a while to utter a syllable from his chest, but within a few seconds he suddenly covered his mouth and bent down, bright red blood gushed out from his mouth, staining his palms and the white sink red.

"...cough cough cough..." Mu Ren propped his elbow on the sink and coughed non-stop, but his arm was covered with bruises. He didn't dare to support his body hard, so he could only press it with his hands Standing on the edge of the sink, leaving a clear blood-red palm print on it, it looks inexplicably permeable.

Fortunately, All Might is not here, otherwise...

The eyewitness pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled softly twice, as if mocking something.The pain in his body didn't stop, and after a while, he seemed to be fished out of the water, his whole body was soaked, and the blond hair on his forehead was tightly stuck together, looking very embarrassed.

Without LMC, I don't know what the state of the body is like at the moment, but most of it is not very optimistic... Gritting his teeth, he supported the sink and slowly stood up straight, enduring the pain to wash away all the blood. Will be discovered by All Might.

……it hurts……

...why does it hurt so much...

It took the eyewitness a little time to tidy himself up. He checked the mirror to confirm that there was no blood on his body before walking out slowly, but when he walked out of the toilet, all his strength seemed to be exhausted, and he straightened when he bent his knees. Knelt down straight.

His knees touched the cold ground, and the pain seemed to be delayed for several seconds. He subconsciously closed his eyes to wait for the pain that followed, but one pair of hands suddenly grabbed his watch, and with a little force, he Let him fall elsewhere.

The eyewitness felt that he had broken into a warm embrace, and the tip of his nose smelled the potion and a faint smell of blood... It wasn't All Might, but who else would appear with him at this time?

The eyewitness opened his eyes in bewilderment, first he saw a large area of ​​bandages, the white color made his eyes ache, and it took a long while before he looked up at the other person's face as if he had recovered.

"……teacher?"

It took a little effort for the eyewitness to identify who it was through the loose black hair. He opened his eyes wide in surprise, and it took a long time before he recovered his senses and grabbed Aizawa Shouta's arm. The whole person was excited and incoherent, "... ...I'm sorry! Teacher! I'm sorry...cough cough cough..."

Coughing when excited really can't be changed, but at this moment, his weak body seems to be unable to bear this kind of movement. He felt a little hypoxic from coughing, and his eyes turned black. In the end, he could only grab He was panting heavily while wearing the clothes on his chest.

There was a faint smell of blood in his mouth, as if something was about to gush out from the depths of his body... The eyeman quickly raised his hand to cover his mouth, he was afraid that he would vomit blood, and was about to slow down for a while, but suddenly Aizawa Xiaota succumbed hugged on the ground.

The balance was destroyed, so frightened that everyone hugged Aizawa Shouta's neck, he buried his head on the hero's neck and coughed softly, as if he was very nostalgic, he was still unwilling to raise his head, like a newborn baby. The little beast looked fragile and powerless, which made people inexplicably distressed.

"Since you are not in good health, don't walk around casually." Aizawa Shouta's right hand is still in a plaster cast, and it seems that he has some mobility difficulties, but his left hand can easily bear his weight. When walking towards the hospital bed, his steps are even Without any hesitation, "Otherwise, when the recovery girl comes back and sees you lying on the ground, she will definitely be frightened."

"...I'm sorry..." Eyeto rubbed against Aizawa Yuta's neck and shoulders, he seemed to suddenly become some clingy animal, hugging Aizawa Yuta tightly and unwilling to let go, as if he was treating Aizawa Yuta Looking at something lost and found, it is extremely cherished.

"There's nothing to apologize for. To become a hero, you will always face events where the enemy uses ordinary people as hostages to threaten you." Aizawa Xiaota sighed helplessly. He wanted to put the child on the bed, but the child hugged him tightly. He didn't want to let go at all, but hugged him even tighter after sensing his intention.

Forget it, let's just leave it at that, the child in poor health also exceeded his expectations in terms of weight, it was too light, did he not eat properly?

Aizawa Yuta sat down on the bed, he put the child on his lap, and after making sure that the child would not fall, he found a small ball of flames from his body, then patted the child on the shoulder to signal , "This, is it yours?"

Since waking up, the flame has condensed into a sphere and stayed by his side, as if fulfilling some mission, never disappearing or dissipating, and has always brushed a sense of existence in front of his eyes.

Aizawa Shota recognized that this was Meguto's [personality]. He heard the recovery girl talk about how he was released from the inside, the fatal wound was simply healed, and the broken arm was temporarily immobilized by the flame... It's almost like being carefully protected by someone.

To be honest, he didn't expect that people would come to snatch him. He looked as if his body couldn't bear it anymore, and after waking up, he saw the flame ball that he didn't want to leave him at all... These days, people His [Personality] stayed quietly by his side, but just now, for some reason, it suddenly changed into the shape of an animal and kept banging on the door, obviously wanting to go somewhere else.

Aizawa Xiaota thought that something must have happened to Meguto, so he chased after the animal-shaped flames. As soon as he opened the door of the ward here, he saw Meguto kneeling on the ground... Although he caught the person, But the ground is so cold, he can't sit on the ground all the time, and he can't stand up by himself, so he can only do it by himself.

The mutual care between the wounded and the wounded is really indescribably miserable.

"...Is it still there?" The eyewitness came back to his senses slightly, he almost forgot about it.

"Yes, always by my side." Seeing that the target did not move for a long time, Aizawa Shouta simply stuffed the ball into the target's hand. He thought that the flame would continue to maintain the state of the sphere, but who knew that after touching the target After the person, the entire sphere shattered directly, melting directly into the person's body like smoke.

"...cough cough cough...it hurts..." The lack of flame in the body has been supplemented, as if getting new blood, but it still makes people cover their mouths and cough intermittently. It is obvious that the fragile body cannot adapt to the internal fire. Variety.

"Are you okay?" I always felt that after the USJ incident, Meguto's body stats dropped by more than a little. Aizawa Yuu hesitated for a moment, but raised his hand and gently patted Meguto's back as a comfort.

However, as soon as he finished his inquiry, the door of the ward was suddenly opened from the outside. Aizawa Xiaota subconsciously raised his head, and met the eyes of All Might standing outside the door. Both of them had unspeakable expressions in their eyes. Surprised.

--"Why is he here? 』

The author has something to say: remind me~

Some of the students in class A know the identity of Muren, that is, they know that Muren is the child of Uncle Ou~

Everyone can dismantle who it is~