[Abel] Kazuya Minegishi

[This poor Spiritual Cultivator is looking rather worse for wear. He is wrapped in a blanket and his cheeks are red with fever.]

I won't be at the clinic today, I'm sorry. [He coughs and shifts away from the communicator to blow his nose. Oh dear.] If you are truly ill, contact me this w-w...

[And a sneeze!]

Excuse me. [He murmurs apologetically.] I will still help. Remember to eat your fruits and vegetables, friends, and get plenty of rest.