Dr. Shang recently suffered from coma.
It was okay at the beginning, but it was just a black moment in front of my eyes once in a while, and it would be fine if it lasted no more than three seconds. Later, it became more and more serious. It was not until one time when I was on duty that I fell directly in front of the patient, which scared a group of colleagues to death.
Falling in the emergency room is obviously the safest way to fall. Within three minutes, Dr. Shang, who was unconscious, was carried to the examination bed, had a bedside ECG, was put on a ventilator, and was monitored with ECG. Fortunately, he was called several times by a colleague holding an electric board. cardioversion.
Doctors have always been the most vulnerable labor force, and emergency physicians are at the forefront of all departments due to their high frequency, high effort and high risk. But there is no reason to directly squeeze people into patients. Seeing Shang Haojia, who was finally rescued, leaning pale in the lounge, the chief director gritted his teeth and swiped a pen, directly approving it for three months. s holiday.
"Director, actually, I think I can do another rescue..."
The discomfort on his body came and went quickly. Dr. Shang tried tenaciously to struggle again, but the director took him back to the lounge by his collar: "On vacation, the emergency department is not bad for you—if you make the doctor overworked The news of death, in the future, no one will want to be a doctor."
I am in awe of the state of my director's concern for the country and the people. Dr. Shang nodded convincingly, sat back in the chair, and pinched his own heart rate by pressing his wrist.
Seventy times, neither high nor low, the pulsation was regular and strong, and it was really unclear where the problem was.
The treatment among fellow doctors and nurses has always been hasty and rough. Dr. Shang reluctantly buttoned the few buttons on his shirt that hadn't been torn off, twisted the pen in his hand in distress, thinking about how to write his definite diagnosis, and suddenly there was a figure beside him.
Wei Long obviously came in a hurry, the blood in her pupils hadn't receded in time, she supported the table he was leaning on with one hand, squatted down and raised her head in concern: "Honey, you—"
"I'm fine, we have to go to the special agency."
The next moment he saw his lover's blood-colored pupils, Dr. Shang suddenly had a premonition in his heart. He grabbed the opponent's wrist and jumped into his arms skillfully and automatically.
The vampire's response is also pretty straight forward. Grabbing the bend of the opponent's legs neatly, he picked him up steadily, kissed him lightly on the forehead, and lightly stepped on the window and sank into the night.
The whole set of movements is done in one go, taking no more than 3.5 seconds at most.
"Honey, you haven't told me that you've been dizzy recently."
The vampire's mellow and elegant voice rang in the ears of the human doctor, not a little softer than usual, but more trembling with fear.
When the family members were notified of Shang Haojia's recent situation, the pure-blooded king who had lost control of his strength was helping the werewolf steward shave. Howling.
The human doctor blinked with a rare guilty conscience, and leaned into his arms again: "I've been too busy recently, I thought I was tired, so I didn't care much..."
With the strong support of a large amount of information from the special agency, his research has reached the most critical stage, and he often stays in the laboratory at night and is on duty during the day. His doctoral dissertation was about to be completed, and he originally planned to wait until the dissertation was completed before dealing with his own situation.
The feeling of the electric shock is really uncomfortable, and the chest still looks like it has just been hit by a train. Shang Haojia rubbed his chest secretly, and suddenly another cool hand pressed the back of his hand, gently rubbing clockwise with strength and gentleness: "Does it still hurt?"
"much better."
Dr. Shang was really guilty this time, and his attitude was very cooperative, causing the vampire to slightly twitch the corners of his lips. Continuing to massage him patiently, several vertical jumps landed on the roof of the special agency: "Honey, why are we here?"
"I always feel that the problem lies in this world and cannot be solved by scientific means."
As a doctor himself, and an emergency doctor known for his panacea, of course Shang Haojia will not let his situation develop all the time. All his arrhythmias occurred in the hour after midnight, rather than inventing a new disease, he would rather believe that he was possessed by something.
After hearing what his lover said, the vampire put him gently on the roof, and his expression became serious.
"There are indeed means that even I can't detect."
He knew what Shang Haojia wanted to ask, so he simply gave the answer directly, his eyes suddenly turned blood red, and he looked at him carefully from head to toe.
"If that's the reason, I probably know who we're going to find."
For things in the non-human world, Dr. Shang has always trusted his own vampire.
But when An Muxi sang the fourth song emotionally, even the human doctor with the title of Great Demon King finally felt some indescribable pressure.
"What's that look on your face? I told you I haven't sung for a long time, and I'm already at the eighth level of Taoism!"
Although he successfully replaced singing with RAP, out-of-tune is still an unspeakable sore spot in Yogurt Elf's heart. Seeing the unconcealable disgust on his old friend's face, the elf, who had already risen to the position of director of the Office of Harmony between Humans and Non-Humans, went into a rage again, staring at the vampire beside him: "What the hell are you two doing? In the middle of the night, don’t hurry up to exchange feelings and come to me to listen to my singing?!”
"Sing one more song, I probably already feel his fluctuations."
Wei Long propped his chin and spoke slowly, the undoubted tone in his tone caused An Muxi to lose his temper in an instant, and continued to raise his voice reluctantly: "We are the successors of communism, inheriting the glorious tradition of our revolutionary ancestors—"
"Shut up - stop singing!!"
A hoarse and gloomy voice suddenly exploded, and a black air shot out from the human doctor's chest, and shot towards the unsuspecting elf. But before he had time to get close, he was accurately shot through the body by a spell in the oblique stab, nailing him to death on the boxwood desk.
"Master!"
An Muxi turned her head, shouted happily, and threw herself into Yan Maipin's arms.
"Less provoke this kind of thing in the future, and you have to open the enchantment first, remember?"
Steadily catching the large elf pendant that rushed over, Yan Maipian patted him on the head, watched him nod obediently, and then turned to the vampire at the side: "I thought that matter had been dealt with, but unexpectedly None of us found out that the demon had attached to Dr. Shang's body at that time—for this matter, we will make a sincere apology and review."
"It's not your fault. The demon didn't come to the venue at that time. I thought he would retreat in spite of the difficulties, but I didn't expect that he was still looking for the mark left by the dark magician."
Wei Long shook her head, straightened her doctor's shirt, held the other's hand, and looked over with concern: "Honey, how do you feel now—is there anything uncomfortable?"
Watching the legendary demon come out of his chest, the human doctor still didn't feel anything and just shook his head blankly.
"... Really don't feel anything?"
Contrary to what was said in the secret biography, the Pure Blood King blinked and suddenly doubted his own skills.
After looking at each other fruitlessly for a long while, the well-informed Yan Maipian finally pushed down his glasses. Smiling and shaking his head, he opened his mouth considerately to solve the confusion for the two of them.
"Your Doctor Shang signed a contract with the Dragon Clan, and his soul is also reinforced by the Dragon Clan. The devil's teeth cannot be chewed. It's just that when he tried to gnaw, Dr. Shang would feel a little dizzy due to the vibration of the soul— You can see that the devil is skinny and skinny, in fact, even if he is left alone for a few more days, he can't help but run out."
"..."
Really not sure how he could see the skin and bones of the black mist, the vampire wisely chose to give up asking. After confirming that there was nothing serious about the human beings in his family, he said goodbye to the two of them with peace of mind, and took back a box of elixir for nourishing the soul, intending to completely erase those tooth marks on his doctor's soul.
"Where did the devil come from?"
Being hugged by his own vampire and jumping in the night, the human doctor felt a little sleepy. He yawned very lightly, and raised his head curiously to ask a question.
"At that auction, that dark magician named Lang Weixian wanted to sacrifice you to the devil—but the devil couldn't come in time because of the road limit. You moved too fast, and we packed him up in a blink of an eye It's over."
Wei Long smiled and said in a low voice, and casually conjured up a cloak to wrap him around, and lightly kissed him on the top of his head: "Honey, your soul still has some slight damage, sleep well , just sleep and you'll be fine."
"It's fine now, our director can give me three months' leave..."
This time the tiredness seemed to be really hard to resist, as if it came up from the depths of the soul. Shang Haojia yawned again, skillfully found a comfortable position, and leaned against his own vampire's chest, his voice almost whispered because of being too sleepy: "My doctorate should be coming down soon—we'll go out to spend some time when the degree is in hand. How about fake?"
The vampire opened his eyes slightly, and some surprises flashed in his blood pupils. He lowered his head and kissed the corner of his lover's lips, and finally a smile couldn't stop rippling from his eyebrows.
"Happy to obey..."
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Demon: Huh.
The doctor is really too busy, QAQ, please forgive my procrastination... Recently, there are as many patients as if the city is surrounded by zombies (no