"I haven't found a cure yet. It is recommended that you hide your household registration and real estate certificates. In case you come back one day, you will find that they are all shredded paper."
Dr. Shang patted the dragon's bone wings sympathetically, and suddenly thought of another question, and turned around subconsciously: "Wait—if the serum really has this effect, should I inject that kid? Serum..."
"You can rest assured about this matter. Because only dragons in this world can inherit strength characteristics through blood essence. For other races, blood is at best a kind of food."
The vampire smiled and took a step forward, reassuring the dedicated human doctor, then turned to the worried fire dragon, with a warm smile in his tone.
"Mr. Sangris, if you are really worried about the education of the two little highnesses, you can choose to let Dr. Shang take care of them temporarily. After all, compared with our various races, the education method of human beings is the most advanced and scientific—" What is your opinion?"
"Yes, I do know that."
Huolong rubbed his paws and nodded repeatedly, but still felt uneasy, and looked at the two sons on the table worriedly: "But, I really can't make a decision on this matter, I still have to wait for Ah Lin to come back before making a decision... "
"Don't worry, you are the guardian dragons of the children, so you naturally have the right to decide whether the children will stay or not—although I can't do anything about the property of tearing down the house that your eldest son obtained through serum, but I probably still have a way to treat Xianbei's fear of heights .”
Dr. Shang nodded, shook the pen in his hand to tease the two little dragons on the table to chase after him, and replied calmly.
From just now, Wei Long has been trying her best to push these two little guys towards her. Of course he was aware of it. Although he still didn't know the intention of the other party, he also knew that at least it was not a bad thing.
After all, it is unrealistic to raise dragons in the unit building. Even if the two little ones are brought back, they can only be fostered in the vampire's villa. Anyway, it is not his home that will be demolished. Dr. Shang obviously doesn't feel distressed at all.
"Really, do you really have a way to cure Wangwang?"
The fire dragon took a step forward, excitedly wanting to shake hands with him, waving its little paws and excitedly said: "As long as you can cure Wangwang's fear of heights, you can choose any of our treasures, and if you need, we can even Here's your ambergris—"
"Forget about the dragon saliva, let's wait until it can be cured."
Seeing the sharp teeth of the fire dragon shining coldly, Shang Haojia refused the other party's proposal without hesitation, and nodded politely to him.
"Please sit down - clinically, children's fear of heights is very common, and the treatment is much easier than that of adults. Let me tell you about the specific treatment methods, and let you have a general understanding of the whole..."
After patiently popularizing the science about full irrigation therapy and impact therapy, and seeing that the fire dragon has almost turned into the eyes of mosquito coils, Dr. Shang finally gave up on the explanation of exercise therapy. Tapped the pen in his hand on the table twice, ending this science popularization.
"That's probably the case. If you have any opinions on the treatment methods, you can ask us anytime."
After chasing the pen for more than a hundred circles, the two little dragons, who had already become weak from exhaustion, rushed over desperately and bit the pen holder almost at the same time.
Encouragingly touching the dragon horns of the two little guys, Dr. Shang took out a piece of white rabbit toffee from his pocket, broke it open and gave half of it to the dragon: "Today's performance is good, who can stop before I stop next time?" Be the first to catch up with this pen and give him the whole candy."
"I'll definitely do it next time!"
Xianbao was wagging his tail excitedly with milk candy in his mouth. Xianbei beside him sipped the candy, blinked his eyes curiously, and suddenly found a new toy: "Brother, your tail has been wagging... can I bite?"
"Silly boy, you are not a dog, how can you bite anything you see?"
He patted his younger brother's head in an old-fashioned way, and the good brother Xianbao turned around and looked at his own tail, then shook his head inexplicably: "But it's really strange—why do I wag my tail, and you will too?"
"..."
The human doctor and the vampire looked at each other, and finally couldn't bear to tell the little guy the truth, so he just patted its horns lightly: "We don't have tails, so we can't wag—but you, Brother He, can wag your tail and turn around and call He shakes it for you."
"Brother He's tail, I've seen it before, it's white!"
Xianbei interjected excitedly, then secretly looked at his father at the side, then swam to Xianbao's side, lowered his voice and said secretly: "Brother, don't tell Dad—Brother He's tail is bigger than Dad's." Much more comfortable…”
The two little dragons entered their own world in the blink of an eye, and happily got together to compare whose tail was more comfortable. Huolong stood aside, rubbed his hands with a wry smile, and sighed softly with a headache: "Sorry, sorry, the two of them have been very close since childhood, and they often get together like nothing else. A Lin told them several times Again, they can't always remember..."
"It's okay, it's normal for children to have their own interests. Adults should encourage them to develop naturally, as long as they don't mess around."
Dr. Shang, who has a perfect clinical score in pediatrics, obviously has a wealth of experience, so he waved his hand nonchalantly. Just when I was going to see how the serum on the other side was doing, a thunderstorm suddenly sounded outside the window, and the sky darkened in an instant.
The two little dragons, who were still whispering together, tensed up reflexively, and stood side by side obediently. However, Huo Long's expression suddenly changed, he hurriedly walked to the window, leaned on the window sill and poked his head out to look: "Oh no, no, why did Ah Lin come back so quickly..."
"Just looking at the sky, I thought Chentang Pass was going to be flooded."
Seeing the posture of the real dragon raining rain, Dr. Shang finally understood that the little guy's rain just now was really just a trivial matter. I got up and followed to the window, looking at the dark sky outside, I couldn't help frowning: "Why is he so angry, did you quarrel before?"
"It can't be regarded as a quarrel. It can only be said that he unilaterally trained me because of my bad behavior of stealing blood..."
Huolong lowered his head guiltily, shook his huge head, and covered his chest with two small paws guiltily: "I have realized my mistake, and I plan to come to apologize and make amends. He originally wanted to come with me, but because The Meteorological Bureau temporarily entrusted him with some things, so I went to do things first... "
"Isn't the Meteorological Bureau in charge of you? How can you ask him for something?"
Listening to his vague tone, Shang Haojia was keenly aware of the unfinished words in his words, and asked with folded arms.
The fire dragon is obviously not a deceitful character, flapped its wings twice in a panic, looked at the dense dark clouds worriedly, and finally told the truth honestly.
"Because—sometimes, for example, the Meteorological Bureau reported rain but it didn't rain, but the Meteorological Bureau also has to face...so, sometimes I would ask him for help..."
"I remember that the Dragon King of Jinghe River was once sent to the Dragon Terrace because he changed the rainfall points without authorization. Is there no heaven to control them now?"
There must be a reason for the dark clouds all over the sky. Dr. Shang continued to patiently ask about the past history and rationally screened out various possible situations.
Huolong obviously didn't know the ancient Chinese myth of "Journey to the West", and shook his head blankly, while the vampire at the side took a considerate step forward and took over the conversation.
"Now that the older generation has retired, almost all the three generations of immortals are in power in the Heavenly Court. When I first came here, I also dealt with them. They are much more enlightened than they were in many ways. Not only did they allow intermarriage between immortals, but they also Encouraging immortals to descend to the earth to generate income for the Heavenly Court—the cooperation between Shenlong and the Meteorological Bureau probably also falls into this category, it is regarded as an official dragon, and should not be punished for it.”
"Well… "
Dr. Shang nodded in a complicated mood. Before he could ask anything else, the fairy treasure on the table suddenly jumped into the air, and he sniffed around with his nose up: "I smell blood—it's Daddy's blood. Daddy must be hurt!"
"Not good, I must have met some kind of enemy - it would be bad if I got into a fight with that phoenix! I have to go and have a look..."
The complexion of the fire dragon couldn't help changing slightly, the whole dragon turned red a little more anxiously, turned around and folded its claws together and bowed to Shang Haojia: "Doctor, please help me take care of my son, I'll go and see What's going on, I'll be right back!"
"Go ahead and try not to move your hands."
The situation quickly became urgent. Shang Haojia nodded, and took half a step back. The vampire beside him had already thoughtfully opened the guardrail on the window for him. The fire dragon thanked repeatedly, flapped its bone wings and soared into the sky, rolled up a sharp air current, and flew towards the top of the clouds.
The two little dragons squeezed anxiously to the window, and before they could poke their heads out to look, they were stopped by Shang Haojia one by one, and rubbed his head comfortingly: "Okay, don't be afraid—your fathers are not very powerful Is it?"
"My father is super powerful. He can blow the wind and rain, and he can strike the bad guys with lightning!"
Xianbao nodded vigorously, but wrinkled his nose again, and looked out of the window worriedly: "But—but this is the first time I smell the smell of the guy who fought with Dad, it seems to be a bit like Uncle Ghost..."
"Is that me?"
The vampire, who was about to restore the guardrail to its original shape, turned around at the sound, raised his eyebrows in surprise, quickly jumped onto the window sill, and leaned out half of his body to look out.
"I can't sense any aura of the same kind—if it's really what this little Highness said, it means that the vampire who is fighting your father is probably stronger than me..."