My Vampire Faints at Blood

Chapter 12: Lack of sleep affects IQ

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Finding that her level has been raised to "Dear", Wei Long blinked flatteredly, and nodded with a smile: "No problem—for your sake, even if I need to deliver a jar of blood, I will gladly obey. "

"Don't worry, it's not that scary."

After solving the most critical part, Shang Haojia finally felt relieved. Responded briskly, put the static layered serum into a sealed bag and handed it to him: "I called my colleague, he will be waiting at the main entrance of the medical university, just give this to him for me It's almost dawn outside, can you still move around freely?"

"Don't worry, I recently discovered a sunscreen that works really well. Thanks to it, I spend a lot more time outside."

The vampire who is also keeping pace with the times smiled slightly and leaned over slightly, and took the bag of serum: "Is there anything else I can do for you? I understand the importance of this matter, but it does mean something to me. Too simple."

"If you can help me deliver the things as soon as possible, and then tell me clearly what's going on, you'll be doing me a great favor."

Shang Haojia, who was still in doctor mode, obviously didn't think much about the enthusiasm of this vampire friend who seemed to be particularly high today. He just nodded, and then turned to the young man with a dazed expression.

"Don't run around for the next two days. I'll take you to the Municipal Criminal Investigation Corps after dawn. They probably need to know something about the situation. I hope you can cooperate."

"Oh, ok, I see..."

The young man nodded in a daze, touched his flat chest again, and leaned forward mysteriously: "Doctor, is it because I can heal wounds by myself? Is this considered a superpower? It's not me and you." Blow, when I was sent here, I was covered in blood, I thought I was going to die!"

"It's not that I'm telling you. I sewed up your wounds, and you still praised me as a stapler."

Shang Haojia replied mercilessly, couldn't help but raised his hand to rub his forehead, and yawned very lightly.

Wei Long was about to leave, but she turned back and held his arm with concern: "My friend, maybe I'm a little meddling—but your body really needs to rest. It only had a short period of time tonight. Two hours of deep sleep, for an emergency doctor with a heavy workload, such rest time is obviously far from enough... "

"It can only be said that you don't know enough about the emergency department. For an emergency doctor with a heavy workload, if he can have two hours of complete deep sleep, I should suspect that the mobile phone is out of payment."

Rubbing his sore lower back, Shang Haojia shook his head and chuckled, then took out his phone, and saw a row of missed calls from his own parents.

"Great - I can at least be sure now that my phone is at least on."

He took the time to reply a text message, covered Wei Long from jumping out of the hospital from the window, and asked He Jialun to take good care of the young man. After handing over the work at hand, Shang Haojia finally took the time to sneak into the locker room, and dialed the phone back to his old father who was addicted to playing his spare time.

"Xiao Jia, report the situation in your place."

The orders on the phone were still as short and specific as they were every time. The idea of discussing the importance of family ties with his old father just fell through again, Shang Haojia resignedly shook his head and smiled bitterly, relaxed and sat against the corner.

"According to my patient's description, it was an indiscriminate attack at a concert, causing more than 20 people to be injured, but no one was killed. You may not believe me - the most scientific explanation at present is that they were probably given by a werewolf. Scratching..."

She had already guessed that her biological parents were probably busy with this case. Shang Haojia originally wanted to wait until she found out, but after deliberating all the way, she decided to tell the truth: "If you don't believe me, I can send a few photos of mine. The photo of the patient transforming, the visual effect is absolutely exciting—"

"No need, seeing is believing, I still believe it now."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was suddenly interrupted by the opposite party without explanation. As if to reflect this sentence, amidst the noisy background sound, there was a tragic howl of a wolf.

"My old father, did you take the lead and go to the scene again?!"

Shang Haojia jumped up in astonishment, and the ending sound almost turned into a huge exclamation point again: "I know you always say that the old man is standing still, but the old man who is standing still is the old man..."

"Young poor, do you have no new patients?"

The voice on the phone remained calm, obviously not intending to discuss the issue of horses and mangers with him: "We need to identify the injured people now. The werewolf's attack mode is very simple, but we don't know the consequences yet. I need you to count Report the specific situation of all your patients to me every hour and receive a reply."

"Repeat..."

Shang Haojia replied feebly, stood up with the cupboard door open, walked to the sink and washed his face: "Dad, I consulted with some of my friends, and the news they gave me is quite credible. Yes. If you'd rather go down the line first—"

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden bang of a heavy object falling to the ground from the other end.

Shang Haojia's heart tightened, and before he was about to ask about the situation, there was a loud crashing sound in the phone. Mixed with the sound of running and gunshots, the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense: "Dad—what's going on? Are you okay there?"

"Please rest assured, my dear friend—your father is safe. By the way, your father and son look very much alike. I have almost seen you twenty years from now."

To his surprise, Wei Long's familiar elegant voice came from the other end of the phone. Although it was slightly distorted due to the intermittent signal, it still had a calm and patient smile: "As I said , Just sending a blood serum is too simple for me. I am honored to have a precious opportunity to show the righteous and brave side of the blood race on the way home after completing the task."

"You must pay attention to your posture, my dad's waist is worse than mine..."

I have roughly guessed the situation at the other end. Knowing that there is a pure-blooded vampire sitting in town, Shang Haojia's heart was temporarily relieved, and he raised his hand to wipe off the cold sweat from being frightened: "Help me take care of my dad, I will go to you in a while—what about that werewolf?" It's over, did you hurt anyone again?"

"Please rest assured, werewolves are not a very powerful race. Especially after humans invented guns, a powerful hot weapon, once such low-level wolves jump their identities, they will almost always be killed in the first round. The situation is now very stable.”

The noise on the phone gradually calmed down, Wei Long answered with a light smile, and then the voice changed suddenly: "My dear friend—please allow me to return the phone to your father first, he seems to have something I really want to talk to you... "

Shang Haojia almost had some ominous premonition, raised his eyebrows and leaned against the wall, when he heard the rare melodious voice of his old father on the phone: "My dear son, you have found a drama club to handle it." boyfriend?"