Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels Scanlations
“That’s quite an interesting proposal. Although we were enemies of science for a time, if Your Excellency is in the camp of science, it’s as if those originally cold and rigid bars are no longer as they were originally, full of insufferable stupidity and dogma.” Wei Long’s expression stiffened for a moment without a trace, and then was immediately replaced with a polite smile. He took off his suit and put it aside, one hand delicately untied the cuffs of his shirt and pulled it up to his elbow, revealing his lean but muscular pale arms.
Looking at his overly frank attitude, Shang HaoJia suddenly felt hesitant.
This hesitation was not innate, but was a valuable intuition developed over a long period of time in the struggle between molestation and counter-molestation because of his face.
Even if he didn’t count the kiss on his hand, at this point, Doctor Shang had undoubtedly realized one thing clearly – this vampire, who seemed to have just climbed out of a medieval European antique coffin, was probably, maybe, indeed flirting with him.
In the course of his twenty-seven years of life, Shang HaoJia had been accosted by many people using all sorts of ingenious means, but this was the first one he had ever encountered that used his upper skin and muscle tissue to try to flirt with him.
“If it is no trouble, I would like to request a blindfold so as to properly obscure my vision.”
As if seeing his hesitation, Wei Long sent his arm forward again, clenching it into a fist and laying it flat on the table, “Although my recovery ability is strong, the rate at which I will lose consciousness after seeing blood is probably slightly faster than the rate at which I can recover from my wounds.”
“Although there is no blindfold, I have a lot of masks here.”
Faced with the infinite temptation to upgrade the means of treatment, Shang HaoJia finally gave up his inner struggle and chose to dedicate his personal safety and security to the great medical cause. Sharply flipping out three disposable masks, folded together and put them on his head for him, “I will first give you a superficial anesthesia, it may hurt a little, but it will soon be fine.”
“Thank you very much – you are such an attentive and considerate gentleman, if I were a lady I would be impressed by your manners.” Wei Long smiled and nodded, relaxing and resting his arms on his desk, clearly not feeling any fear or nervousness.
It was rare to hear such blunt and eager praise, and even with the psychological quality that the Emergency Department doctor had developed over the years, Shang HaoJia still felt a little flushed. Instinctively clearing his throat, he took out the iodophor cotton ball and repeatedly applied it twice on his arm, “I’m disinfecting you now, it might be a little cold, don’t be nervous.”
“Please rest assured, I do not feel nervous. It is just that the voice I hear tells me that the doctor who is disinfecting me seems to be a little more nervous than me.” Wei Long raised his head, his pale fingertips drawing circles on the table without slowing down, and smiled as he turned to Shang HaoJia’s direction, “I suddenly want to be able to see your expression now. I am certain it is beautiful, like a hardened red apple, with the magic that calls for people to fall…”
Shang HaoJia just removed the lidocaine used for anesthesia, involuntarily shivered, not hesitating to interrupt his words, “If you don’t want my hands to shake later, and accidentally cut off your whole arm, I hope Mr. Wei will try not to talk.”
“Although I do not fear this threat, I am willing to grant your wish.” Wei Long nodded with a smile and really stopped talking.
Shang HaoJia was slightly relieved to concentrate on administering anesthesia, but couldn’t help glancing up at the man sitting squarely in front of him. Compared to the typical oriental face, the other person’s face was obviously more firm, with a high nose and more profound contours. Although his head was comically wearing a three-layer mask, it still could not change the fact that he looked very distinguished.
Born in a family of criminal police officers and taught by his parents, Shang HaoJia was undoubtedly very passionate about science – at least in the nearly ten years since he entered medical school, he never thought he would one day sterilize and anesthetize a vampire, and then take a piece of tissue from his arm and bring it back to the lab for biopsy.
The unimaginable extent of the matter itself suddenly made Doctor Shang feel a touch of hidden worry.
After all, the paper was to be absolutely scientific and objective, and he couldn’t just write that he had extracted the tissue from a vampire – he would probably be asked to do a show on ‘Approaching Science’ before the paper was sent anywhere.
The last bit of anesthetic had been injected, and Shang HaoJia didn’t want to stop at this point. The scalpel was taken up cautiously and a small piece of tissue was put into the fixative, but he could not help but frown slightly.
Hearing the sounds from the other person suddenly stop, Wei Long curiously turned his head sideways and asked in a warm voice, “I think you may have encountered some problems. Is there anything I can do for you, please?”
Shang HaoJia pondered for a while, decisively grabbed another piece of gauze and pressed it on his arm, “If your wound is not healing quickly, what could be the reason? Is it because you don’t have enough power?”
“Oh no no – my power is still more than sufficient, please do not worry about that. After all, because of my own reasons, the chances of me being able to eat smoothly are very slim, so once such conditions are available, I will try to tell myself to store enough power so that I don’t go into a state of petrification that day due to malnutrition.”
Wei Long lightly smiled and shook his head, his expression still looked mild and reliable, “According to my speculation, it was probably that interesting liquid you injected me with at the beginning that suppressed the speed of my body’s automatic healing. After all, as a rule, my body would have automatically started to recover when your first needle penetrated my skin, so that it would not be possible to inject the liquid inside.”
“I was just anesthetizing you. Sorry, sorry, sorry, I wanted to make it less painful for you, but I didn’t know that I botched it instead.” Shang HaoJia was stunned and slapped his head with a chagrined hand, and then hastily dressed his wound, “How long will its effect last, a few hours or a day?”
“You are indeed a very responsible doctor, and with considerable sincerity and compassion.” Wei Long took off his mask and looked at him, his eyes took on a light smile, “No need to worry about me, although the effectiveness of this liquid is very obvious, the power is still much weaker than the silver cross that the vampire hunters used to restrain us. Please don’t blame yourself because of me. After all, I actively concealed my own feelings when you injected the liquid – because at that time, your fingertips rubbed against my skin and made me feel a strange, warm feeling, causing me to forget my voice for a while…”
Seeing that he was indeed not seriously hurt, Shang HaoJia finally breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn’t help but shiver and shake his head resentfully, “Okay – I’ll remember this lesson. Next time, when I operate, I will remember to wear gloves.”