My Hero Academia: Scars Heroes Quanyue

When the sky was slightly white, it was replaced with fish belly white. Those who can get up at this time can clearly see the whole process of the sun rising.

It is rare to see Yezuki Inuichiro with a white belly, only to think that the sun today is the same as salted egg yolk. He stirred the white porridge and looked at the girl in front of him, his brows furrowed, and his whole body settled in confusion, "What did you say?"

"I am sick."

"last sentence."

"I want to go to the hospital to see." Quanyue cut his messy hair today. He now has Qi bangs and looks like a green pine in his uniform. "I feel like I have the same illness as Sakai-sensei."

Well, the reason is quite good. Yazuki Inuichiro muttered in his heart. He had thought of this situation a long time ago. He originally thought that Quanyue was a good child, but after a few days, let's look at it... She is the Hunshi Demon himself.

"Of course I can take you to the hospital." Yazuki Inuichiro made up his mind to make a three-chapter appointment with this little boy. He drew with Quanyue's strokes, "First, you must report to me if you want to go out in the future, and you are not allowed to run by yourself. Second, if there is any accident, you must tell me, third...Stop."

Quanyue stood in place reluctantly, turning his head and watching Yazuki Inuichiro prove his protest with his actions. Yazuki Inuichiro sighed helplessly, feeling that he had run into Izuki's sensitive puberty.

The tragedy that everyone has to go through: Menopause hits puberty.

He stood up, pulled Quanyue in front of him, and said very seriously: "Then we should abide by the first two items first, okay?"

"Not good." Quanyue refused decisively.

In desperation, the two sides started a tug-of-war, and in the end Quanyue used Quanyue to win the ten o'clock curfew for himself.

Yazuki Inuichiro obeyed his agreement and found the best hospital to send Quanyue there. "You are the quirk of the therapy department. Pay more attention to everything." Yazuki Inuichiro looked at his face and said, "Protect yourself, you know?"

His tone was entirely from the elder to the junior, which made people unable to recall the slightest ambiguity.

But Quanyue was still uncontrollably dry.

This guy has always said that. Quanyue spit on the man fiercely in his heart, with an impatient look on his face, like a naughty egg, "I see, you go quickly."

Yazuki Inuichiro walked for a while, and ran back to take a look uneasy. He hid quietly behind the curtains, watching the child sitting quietly alone. The TV in the ward is broadcasting the morning news. The host patiently asked a person who claimed to have had contact with Enos.

"Hello, are you sure that the person you met that night was Scar Enos?"

"As for what he did to you, can I trouble you to elaborate more?" The host's question will never stop, and the microphone will be stuffed into the man's mouth.

The men on the TV were filled with indignation and wished that the police would directly catch this monstrous scourge, and it would be better to have a wave of fire in front of the people.

When talking about excitement, the interviewee danced with his arms and legs, his face was mysterious and unpredictable. He even picked up his clothes, exposed his belly, and showed the scars on his abdomen to the camera.

The host grew his mouth and looked at his smooth white belly, and couldn't ask any questions about the confusion.

Quanyue watched quietly and turned off the TV.

He stroked his abdomen with both hands, remembering the bloody torture last night, showing a sweet smile. Quanyue’s original quirk [Damage Replacement] can perfectly transfer the wound and its damage to his body. But he left a small heart on the lovely person in charge.

"Bed 137, Quanyue." The nurse pushed in. She drew six tubes of blood and carefully noted Quanyue's current heart rate and blood pressure.(Read more @ hotmtlnovel.xyz)

From a purely numerical point of view, Quanyue will be discharged soon.

But in fact, all of this is an illusion that Quanyue controls the body.

"The body is recovering well." The nurse sister praised Quanyue, "You will be discharged from the hospital soon." Because Quanyue was only suffering from minor illnesses and pains, the nurse sister opened the record and said with a grin: "Come on, I Take you to light therapy."

Light therapy is a kind of medical repair equipment manufactured by high-tech, which can help patients heal better. But in essence, it is a kind of unqualified medical device with gold and jade out of it.

Quanyue looked like a fifteen-year-old boy with excitement, "How many days do I have to do for treatment?"

Everything seems so quiet and harmonious.

Except for Quanyue, who is already dead.

In the past few days of Quanyue's training, Yazuki Inuichiro will check with the doctor online about his condition after work. Tang Ze Tianran and a group of ambitious children looked at him with fruit baskets, while U.A High School asked Chigu Yunhai to send a lot of homework and test papers.

"The final cultural class test is coming soon." Akiya Yunhai said solemnly: "You have to get better soon."

A week's time was so consumed in the traffic. When U.A High School began its first simulated final test, and his peers excitedly talked about accommodation and training, the hospital issued a critical illness notice to Quanyue.

"Sorry, the germs have penetrated into the bone marrow." The doctor posted the film on the light board and clicked on a few key points. "The success rate of surgery is only 30%, and the survival rate after surgery is only 80%. Conservative treatment...will be very good. Pain, we can only guarantee two years."

Live two more years.

Yezuki Inuichiro felt cold all over. He stood up in a daze and said to the doctor that you have worked hard; he stood in the hallway in a daze, outside the Quanyue ward, the test paper was crumpled into a ball by him.

He really didn't remember how the child appeared in front of him.

He has forgotten many things because of amnesia. But in the face of a living child, his fate was determined early because of the illness.

"Mr. Yeyue." Quanyue's surprised voice came from the ward, holding a small handful of kumquats in his hand. The lenient medical clothes were worn on his body, empty as white paper. But the child even got up, tiptoes and held a handful of kumquats in front of Yezuki Inuichiro, "The orange nurse sister brought me, Mr. Yezuki, would you like some?"

The child's hands are cold.

Obviously the weather was just right, but Yazuki Inuichiro suspected that he was holding a handful of melted Mu Xue.

"Mr. Yeyue, it's really delicious." Quanyue sighed and delivered an orange to her mouth. He chirped his mouth and ate deliciously.

Yazuki Inuichiro's eyes were hot, and even he himself did not expect that a series of tears crackled and fell. He couldn't help holding the test sheet in his hand tightly, and squatted down with his cheeks buried in his knees.

Suddenly, I cried.

What a man. What a shame that Yazuki Inuichiro buried himself.

Quanyue obviously didn't expect that eating a kumquat would make people cry. He walked over barefoot, broke off a piece of orange, and stuffed it in front of Yazuki Inuichiro.

"Don't cry." Quanyue couldn't bear the cry of an adult man, he could not do anything about it. He supported Yazuki Inuichiro and sat on the side of the bed.

Yezuki Inuichiro was crying more and more and he couldn't control it. He couldn't stop crying, and he couldn't even do it for a short period of time. After Quanyue used up two packs of napkins, he directly asked Honghu's ambitious cadres to lead the people.

"Young master? Young master?" Wutiangu was the first to flash to the scene. He helped Yezuki Inuichiro, his face darkened, and he even said unceremoniously towards Quanyue: "What did you do to him?"

Quanyue, who had not finished eating half of the orange, opened his hands and said that he had done nothing.

He just invited this man to eat an orange.

"Misty dog...I..." Yezuki Inuichiro burped, jumping out word by word, "I... didn't... do it."

I didn't do it...

What to do Wu Tiangou became vigilant, his sharp gaze passed Quanyue's flesh and bones, and he helped the young master to leave the hospital.

The young master's PDST (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder) has attacked.

"Wait a minute...Wait a minute..." Yazuki Inuichiro broke away from Wu Tengu's hand, and his red eyes carefully looked at Quan Yue's face.

He seems to have seen it, and it seems to be the first time he has realized Quanyue's face.

In his tragic youth, he seemed to have sketched this face countless times, and it seemed to be just a glimpse.

Thinking of the notice from the hospital, Yazuki Inuichiro squirmed his lips and asked, "Do you still... do you want to do the most? What do you want to do the most?"

"Young Master!" Wu Tiangou was worried, placing his hand on the hilt, ready to fight at any time.

Quanyue looked at the face similar to the memory, stepped forward and hugged his waist and said, "Mr. Yeyue, I want to be a Heroes."

"I want to be a Heroes who is loved and respected by others and has freedom."

"Would you assist me?"

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