After a frantic toss, the giant dragon finally completed the handover of the dragon eggs. With the two "twos" on his head and bloodstains all over his face, he returned to the Dragon Clan headquarters with satisfaction from the customer's praise.
Little Taotie seemed to be sure that this human doctor who smelled delicious was his father. He followed him wagging his little tail, shaking his trouser leg in his mouth, blinking his eyes and raising his head, begging for food.
Although he knew that the little guy's mouth would be a bottomless pit, Dr. Shang was still so cute that his heart softened. Putting the unmoving Bi An egg in his pocket, he leaned over and picked up the little milk cat, and tapped its nose lightly.
"Are you hungry now? Wait a minute, your elder brother is going to make milk powder for you—"
"Second glutton, come and drink a pot of milk!"
Before he finished speaking, Wang Laoji, who was wearing a Big Big Wolf apron, pushed open the back door, knocked on the door frame twice with the iron spoon in his hand, and sniffled reluctantly.
Little Taotie's nose moved, and his eyes lit up. Jumping down from Shang Haojia's arm, stepping on the air and jumping a few times, he plunged into the big pot of milk.
"This stunning pot…"
Seeing the pot of milk the size of a swimming pool, Dr. Shang sighed in awe, and turned to look at his loving vampire: "What was this pot originally used for? Is it used to bathe elephants?"
"No—at least in theory, it shouldn't be."
Hearing the voice of his own human beings, he shifted his attention from the kitten to the basin. The vampire held his chin in thought for a moment, then smiled and looked at Wang Laoji, a threatening blood flashed in his dark pupils.
"My stupid son—you can tell me, where did the kun originally raised in this pot go?"
"It can drink pots of milk, so I can't be hungry!"
Although his strength was slightly stronger than that of the pure-blood king who suffered from anorexia, Wang Laoji could hardly resist under the pressure of blood. Instinctively shrinking his neck and taking a step back, he straightened his chest unconvinced, and bravely resisted the forces of justice.
It's a pity that this heroic posture only lasted for three seconds, and Wang Laoji completely softened under Wei Long's kind gaze. He lowered his head resentfully, pursed his lips and shrank back.
"I just got more and more greedy, and then I tried to take a bite, and then it suddenly turned into a big bird and flew away..."
"I know I know—I've heard the story!"
As soon as the good student Xianbei heard this sentence, his eyes lit up, and he raised his tail excitedly to answer: "This story is called "Xiaoyaoyou" - the first sentence is 'There is a fish in the North, and its name is Kun' !"
"That's right, I remember it too, and then there was 'The Kun is so big that it can't be stewed in a pot'!"
Not to be outdone, Xianbao quickly nodded and interjected, and took a sip of water greedily: "If you can stew such a big pot of fish soup, how delicious it would be..."
"... I think we should ask if Taotie still has the ability to secrete hormones and make people around him feel hungry too."
Looking at the gods and monsters who were obviously distorted, Dr. Shang couldn't help but sighed and rubbed his temples.
"If this is the case, I may not be able to afford it... But the father of the child, this is good news for you. Do you feel that you have a little appetite now?"
"Honestly, after seeing how fast the little one sucks, I don't have time to pay attention to my appetite..."
Accepting this rather native Chinese title well, the vampire blinked innocently, looking at the big iron basin that was already empty. Leaping down lightly, he drank the basin of milk in one gulp. The little Taotie who was trapped in the bottom of the basin was meowing anxiously, and he wiped off its wet fur worriedly.
"Honey, please forgive my belated reflex arc. But it suddenly occurred to me—according to its food intake, after it is weaned, our challenge may have just begun..."
"... Where are the fruits of my labor?!"
Shang Haojia smiled bitterly and sighed lightly. Before he could answer, Wang Laoji who was at the side suddenly yelled out heartbroken, and threw himself on the edge of the iron basin with his mobile phone in his hands.
"Damn it, I want to take a picture and send it to my dad! I'm not that hardworking at home, I don't even care about the blood my brother drinks - I'm harder than Aunt Susan who makes apple pie !"
"It's okay, you can continue to be diligent now-by the way, we generally speak less artificially in translation now. You don't have to be too deliberate, or the style of painting will look very strange."
He carried Xiao Taotie into his arms and patted his belly, feeling that the soft belly was only half full, Dr. Shang sighed helplessly, and patted him on the shoulder sympathetically: "This amount probably needs more Two pots, the temperature should not be too hot. Remember to burp it after feeding, so as not to choke on the milk, remember?"
"What a joke! I'm the noble blood gangster master, and there's a gang waiting for me to inherit—how can I be stuck here doing these stupid things!"
Under the pressure of heavy work, Wang Laoji's anger finally broke out completely. Just when he was about to desperately risk his life to resist the oppression, the little Taotie stepped on his arm and jumped onto his shoulder, ahhh, he grabbed his head.
"What are you, you, you, glutton, I, I, I tell you, this is your elder brother's head! Why don't you let me go quickly, why don't I make milk powder for you!"
Too frightened to move, Wang Laoji's aura that had just gathered suddenly let out. After the human doctor picked the cat off, he snorted angrily, picked up two bags of milk powder, and swept them into the backyard like the wind.
The little Taotie lay in Shang Haojia's arms, rubbed his arm coquettishly, and proudly showed off his glorious victory to his father.
Although his heart was bleeding from pain, the human doctor couldn't help laughing, and patted the little guy's head lightly: "Good job, I will leave the job of disciplining your elder brother to you in the future. If he dares to return If you are disobedient, bite him again..."
After tossing and tossing all night, he finally fed the little guy until he was half full. Wang Laoji was already so tired that he collapsed on the ground, spread out into big characters regardless of his care, and almost went into a dormant state directly.
Tomorrow he had to go back to work in the hospital, the human doctor was gently persuaded by the vampire to go back to the bedroom to rest, but Xiao Taotie also followed him back. He jumped on the bed and dug a hole in the pillow, lay down next to the human father's pillow, and snored comfortably after a while.
As a rule, vampires do not have the habit of resting at night. Dr. Shang opened his eyes on time at six o'clock in the morning, put on his clothes neatly, and was about to go out to wash up. Suddenly, he felt his trousers being gently tugged by something, subconsciously lowered his head, and saw the little Taotie following him eagerly.
"No, I can't take you to work. If you are hungry outside, you will be in trouble if you eat something wrong."
Bending down to pick up the little guy, Shang Haojia wiped his face for it, rubbed its head lightly, shook his head with a helpless smile: "Be obedient - stay at home with the big brother and hatch the little brother, okay? "
"Mi woo!"
Hearing that he was going to hatch his younger brother, the originally listless little milk cat suddenly perked up. Nodding vigorously, he jumped onto the small table where Bi An's egg was placed, and solemnly pulled the dragon's egg into his arms.
Encouragingly patted the little guy on the head, Shang Haojia put the little milk cat and dragon eggs together in a basket and carried them downstairs, handed them to Wang Laoji who had already been domesticated, took the water from the werewolf housekeeper and rinsed it Mouth: "Where did Mr. Wei go again, did he go out all night?"
"He said that there are some things to check. He told you not to wait for him to have breakfast. I will take you to the hospital in a while, and he will pick you up at night."
He Jialun nodded, put the breakfast he was carrying on the table, and suddenly changed his expression of enthusiasm, lowered his voice mysteriously and approached.
"Doctor Shang, Doctor Shang, it's not me, you two are making great progress - next step, are you going to try teaching him to sleep at night, and add something else to the two of you?"
"It makes sense. He should really be taught to sleep at night... What kind of fun are you talking about?"
Seeing the meaningful gaze of the mixed-race husky, Shang Haojia blinked blankly, and before asking further questions, the phone vibrated suddenly and reluctantly.
An unfamiliar number appeared on the screen. Although he still doesn't know what the owner of the number looks like, the recent series of bizarre encounters made the human doctor instinctively vigilant. He took a bite of the sandwich and cautiously pressed the answer button.
"Hello, who is this?"
The phone rang for a while, and then came the very substandard Mandarin.
"Leihou, I belong to the underworld, and my goose table is in your hands now - immediately prepare a ransom for 3,000 milliliters of blood plasma, and put it in the D area of the hospital parking lot, no delay, you hear me?"
"Okay, thank you for calling specifically to inform us that your son is in our hands..."
I have received a lot of fraudulent calls, most of which are my sons being kidnapped. This is the first time I have seen being kidnapped and I have taken the initiative to call the kidnappers. Dr. Shang raised his eyebrows, for a moment he didn't know how to respond to the other party's characteristic opening.
"Please allow me to ask one more question, since your son is in our hands - what logic do you use to demand a ransom from us?"
"My logic is simple, stupid human."
The other end of the phone seemed extremely arrogant, and after a disapproving answer, it switched back to the smooth general language mode.
"—If you don't pay the ransom, I don't want this son."