"That's easy—can you use a computer?"
With the consent of the guardian, Dr. Shang completely felt no guilt about employing child labor. Nodding in satisfaction, he turned straight to the blood youth beside him.
Hearing that the newly recognized boss actually has something to tell him to do, Weita's eyes lit up, and he nodded vigorously: "It works! My Lianliankan is very good at playing, and I can also fight the landlord!"
"...It's okay, it's good to know how to type."
Meeting the expectant eyes of the blood young master, Dr. Shang smiled helplessly, tilted his head slightly, and then picked up a stack of medical records and stuffed them into his arms: "I will teach you how to log in to the system, and help me to enter it quickly, or you won't even think about it today." get off work."
"If I learn this, will I be as powerful as you?"
I firmly believe that the boss must teach me some secrets to conquer the world. Weta quickly took the medical records, ran to sit down in front of another computer, raised her head excitedly and asked a question.
Busy instructing Wei Long to bring over the last stack of medical records, Dr. Shang, who was concentrating on his work, obviously didn't have time to think about it, so he nodded casually: "Yes, anyway, I became a big devil for no reason... Come on, first put the The page opens, do as I say."
With the recognition of the human great devil himself, Weta felt even more motivated. He quickly sat up straight, nodded vigorously, listened attentively to the lecture, and carefully followed the instructions step by step.
After catching three free coolies to help, the work efficiency has obviously more than doubled than before. With the tacit cooperation of a group of two, I worked for a whole noon before I finally entered all the backlogged medical records before the examination.
Looking up at his watch, Shang Haojia finally breathed a sigh of relief, only to notice that there seemed to be a lot less family barrel visible to the naked eye, and the Coke was drunk at some point.
After looking around for the culprit, I found two little dragons lying in the paper cups. Lazily wagging their tails, their round bellies bulged, and they hiccupped one after another.
"You two—if you fail to learn from me in the past three days, you will be spanked by your father when you go back."
Looking at these two little dragons who were not honest at all, Dr. Shang had a helpless smile in his eyes. After rubbing the stomachs of the two little guys, I put the medical records back into the medical record cart: "Thanks for your hard work—does anyone eat KFC?"
"No no no, I'm a standard vampire and can't eat these human foods..."
The elder waved his hand quickly, took a step back meekly, and stretched out his hand quickly, pulling back his young master who was about to speak.
"Master, have you forgotten? The master has said that the young master is already disappointing enough. You must not eat outside. You must restrain yourself according to the rules of pure blood, and you must be a person who can stand up to you." Proven, high-standard and strict requirements of the new era of excellent vampires... "
"Honey, can I have a piece of spicy chicken wing?"
Apparently, he didn't take any pure blood rules to heart. Wei Long, who was on the side, helped his doctor move the medical records, and then raised a hand with a smile: "Although I don't feel hungry, its taste is indeed too tempting. it's..."
"Is that why you bought a family bucket while wearing sunscreen in this weather?"
Dr. Shang rummaged through the bucket, handed him a piece of spicy chicken wing, and patted his arm seriously: "Just this piece—you can't eat too many other things, you must restore your blood sensitivity as soon as possible." Appetite, remember?"
"My dear, for this matter, I—"
As soon as this matter was mentioned, the smile on the vampire's face was a little helpless. Shaking his head with a wry smile, he was about to explain when there were several knocks on the door.
"It should be the inspector, hurry up and hide!"
Hearing the knock on the door, Dr. Shang immediately mobilized the state of full preparation for battle, gave a low-pitched instruction, and hurried up to meet him.
After walking to the door, the half-open door was gently pushed open: "Xiao Shang, your department said that you are on duty here—how are you busy?"
"I just finished entering the medical records, and I'm about to send them to the nurse's station."
Glancing at the instantly empty office behind him, Shang Haojia heaved a sigh of relief. Without a trace, he pushed in the drawer that exposed half of the suit, closed the slightly bloated partition curtain, and resolutely stuffed the heavy empty paper cup into the trash can.
The leader who came to check obviously didn't see any mystery hidden in this ordinary office. He patted him on the shoulder appreciatively, pulled a chair and sat down casually, and put on a homely and friendly posture: "Are you still working on your doctoral dissertation recently, are you sure?"
"Still writing—you know, we don't have much time for scientific research in emergency medicine, so we can only take one step at a time."
Being so busy these days, Shang Haojia almost forgot that he still has such a thing as a doctoral dissertation. Glancing at the shadow beside the stool, he quickly kicked the blood clan elder under the table into the shadow again, and pulled the medical record cart to block it tightly.
"I have found some directions recently, but I haven't drawn a clear conclusion yet, and I am still researching..."
"We must study hard and try to get the paper out as soon as possible. Whether we can break the curse of not being able to produce results in the emergency department depends entirely on your ability to live up to expectations."
The leader wholeheartedly encouraged him, then patted him on the shoulder vigorously, and proposed a plan that he had already planned; "Well, I know you are busy in the emergency department - you have worked hard during this time, apart from the normal day shift and help shift In addition, you don’t need to work on the night shift. Can you put all your energy into scientific research outside of work, can you work hard?”
"No wonder my colleagues look so resentful when they see me..."
Finally understanding the reason before, Shang Haojia smiled helplessly, muttered something in a low voice, then nodded and straightened up: "I know, I will work hard."
Seeing that his attitude was quite correct, the leader nodded in relief and encouraged him a few more words before finally leaving the office.
Hearing the sound of footsteps fading away, Shang Haojia quickly and quickly locked the door. He dragged out the young vampire from the drawer, the blood clan elder from under the table, and pulled out the two little dragons from the trash can: "No—is there another one?"
"Honey, I'm here."
Suddenly, an elegant laugh came from the roof. Under the gaze of everyone, the pure blood king put away the difficult splits posture, and jumped down from the top of the cabinet lightly: "If I understand correctly, the meaning just now probably means that you have to adjust your working hours it's..."
"Yeah, I'm not supposed to be working the night shift for a few months—so have you adjusted your schedule to accommodate your tendency to sleep in at night?"
Shang Haojia nodded, looked at him for a while with his chin resting, and seriously asked a very important question.
Hearing his words, the vampire's expression was suddenly slightly startled, and a faint color of blood suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he coughed unnaturally: "Honey—this kind of matter, maybe we can discuss it carefully after we go home..."
"You're already this big, what's there to be ashamed of—isn't it just sleeping together?"
The vampire boy at the side couldn't stand it anymore, made a grimace and hissed, and sat on the table deftly.
"It's already the 21st century, you veteran vampires, why are you more open-minded than the other? Just like my brother, who robs a vixen for a boyfriend, and still follows some old-fashioned love guidebook for blood clan..."
"Where did the vixen come from, isn't your brother fighting with a werewolf in the place where you come and go?"
Dr. Shang's expression moved slightly, and he keenly grasped the details in the boy's words. He exchanged glances with his own vampire, followed by a question.
"Then what else can I say—just like that werewolf mixed with a husky in your family, there must be a separate name. Either a werewolf or a husky elf, it can't be called a husky wolf, right?"
Spreading his hands outrightly, Weta sat on the table dangling his legs, obviously not taking this question very seriously.
Seeing the same enlightened look in his own vampire's eyes, Dr. Shang nodded slightly. Just as he was about to continue to follow the trend, the vampire on the side suddenly focused his eyes slightly, and gently pressed the human doctor's arm.
"Honey, is it convenient for you to go down? I seem to smell the blood that does not belong to humans. It is very strong. It should be injured..."
"The non-human race has finally learned to come to the hospital for emergency treatment?"
Meeting his solemn gaze, Shang Haojia raised his eyebrows, and his expression became serious: "I'll go right away. You stay in the office, don't go down casually—"
"I'm going too, I'm going too, I'm the boss's thug, so I must go with you!"
Seeing that the boss was about to leave, Weita quickly jumped off the table and enthusiastically raised his hand to declare his name. Shang Haojia was about to tell him to be obedient, when the vampire on the side gently pressed his shoulder: "Ask Weta to go with you—I can't protect you personally, he still surpasses me in terms of combat power." Some confidence."
"Then be careful yourself, don't accidentally see blood again—if you faint here, it might cause panic."
Not knowing what kind of creature he was going to face, Shang Haojia nodded after thinking for a while, and then gave a worried instruction. Seeing that he nodded in response, he patted the young blood race on the back, opened the door and walked quickly to the emergency room.
Walking quickly into the waiting area, Dr. Shang glanced around, and saw a calm young man clutching his stomach, wearing a baseball cap and sitting quietly in a chair. It seemed that he had sensed his gaze, and happened to turn around and look over.
"Are you a doctor, can you help him deal with it first? That guy vomited a basin of blood, and he still has to register and wait in line. I'm dying of anxiety."
The young man who accompanied him looked back and forth, confirmed his identity, and hurried over.
The young man was dressed very strangely, half of his hair was fiery red, the other half was dyed silvery white, and there was a fish bone necklace hanging around his neck. Walking to his side hurriedly, she stuffed a business card into his hand.
"My name is Heidi Law and I have my own chain around here. Do me a favor and come back and eat at my place..."