Raven

Wei Yanchuan raised the medical kit: "What do you think he can do to me? Maybe he is worried that I will do something to him?" He went to the second floor, "Let's go."

The guest room prepared for Mao Xiayu was no different from the one prepared for Zhao Qiaosheng. They were all furnished in standard hotel rooms, and the bed sheets and quilt covers were all standard white, without any sense of home.

Mao Xiayu signaled Wei Yanchuan to put the box on the coffee table at the entrance, took off the shawl, tied up his hair with a rubber band around his wrist, and then unlocked the medical box with his fingerprints, and placed it on the top floor, a square-folded white box. Shake off the coat and put it on.

She slid down the collar, straightened the white coat, opened the second layer of the suitcase with one hand, and turned around. She already had the air of a capable doctor all over her body.

She raised her chin to Wei Yanchuan: "Sit."

Sitting in the armchair by the window, Wei Yanchuan rolled up the sleeve of his right hand, exposing a section of his forearm.

After Mao Xiayu opened the second layer of the medical box, he kept moving. He pushed the small grids with covers in that layer up, down, left, and right in a certain order, and drew out the small grids connected to the metal support bars at the bottom. The medical box automatically flipped and became larger, and the lid popped open, revealing a lot of medical equipment, some of which were opened and low-temperature white mist overflowed.

Soon, under Mao Xiayu's dazzling operation, the medical box became three times its original size. This unremarkable medical box actually contained space folding technology.

The female doctor took out the blood drawing equipment from a specific grid, sterilized Wei Yanchuan's arm, and then stuck the needle in.

"Turn your head away, don't look." Mao Xiayu's hand was very steady, she pressed the needle with one hand, and covered Wei Yanchuan's face with the other, forcing him to turn his head away.

Wei Yanchuan turned his head obediently, and complained verbally: "I don't have desire for my own blood."

As Wei Yanchuan's doctor, Mao Xiayu certainly knew what he was transforming into: "I heard that you had another attack, who knows if the symptoms will be more serious." After collecting enough blood, she pulled out the needle and put Press the alcohol cotton ball up, "press."

Wei Yanchuan pressed the cotton ball to stop the bleeding, and Mao Xiayu turned around and put the blood sample into a small compartment in the medical box.

With a click, the blood sample was locked, and a floating window popped up outside the square grid immediately, and the indicators were refreshed, and the progress bar behind it moved faster or slower.

"Does this attack feel any different than before?"

"Suddenly." Wei Yanchuan replied.

Every time before, there were omens for the transformation to happen, but this time it happened suddenly.

"But the degree doesn't seem to be as serious as before," Wei Yanchuan was not sure.Because there were signs of the attack before, he would make preparations early, lock himself up alone, and fall asleep after taking the medicine.But this time it was too sudden, and his mode of getting through the attack period was completely different from before. "I don't know if it was because other things diverted his attention."

"The recovery is... even slower." Every attack is an irreversible loss of body function, and the recovery is slower each time.

Mao Xiayu turned his back to Wei Yanchuan, and his figure just blocked the floating window.She looked at the pieces of data generated on the floating window, and almost none of the indicators of the transforming Wei Yanchuan were normal.The doctor looked at it seriously, without changing his tone: "Do you usually feel anything special?"

"No."

The last few pieces of data were still unanalyzed. Mao Xiayu didn't wait any longer, minimized the floating window, took out various devices from other grids, and skillfully assembled them: "Lie on the bed, take off your coat."

Wei Yanchuan threw the cotton ball into the trash can, stood up and took off his clothes.

As the buttons were unbuttoned one by one, large areas of pale skin were exposed. He was really thin, and the collarbone was very obvious. Through the thin skin, the shape of the ribs could be clearly seen.

Further down, a scar spanning from the left chest to the right waist was exposed hideously. He turned around and put the shirt he took off on the back of the chair, so the symmetrical scar on the back waist was also exposed.

On Heng Ge's pale skin, this dark scar that almost cut him was particularly shocking.

Mao Xiayu has seen it many times, and even saw this scar before it healed. However, seeing Wei Yanchuan obediently lying down on the bed with this scar, he couldn't help but suffocate his breath.

"At that time, we thought we couldn't save you..." Mao Xiayu didn't know how many times she repeated this sentence. She dragged the clothes hanger, hung up the long wire of the instrument, and started debugging, "From this From a different perspective, transformation is not all bad.”

Vampires would not die even if they were chopped into several pieces. Wei Yanchuan struggled back from the death line only because of the sudden outbreak of this half bloodline.

Wei Yanchuan lay still, while Mao Xiayu adjusted the equipment and applied gel on his body.The transparent jelly was rubbed open in Mao Xiayu's hands, sticking to the temperature of the female doctor's palm, and Wei Yanchuan, who had a low body temperature, felt warm.

Mao Xiayu slapped him on him while rambling: "Didn't you really want to return to the engineering team at the beginning? Why are you unwilling to go back to be a technical consultant now when they ask you to go back?"

"It's hard to get a life back, can you calm down? Although I don't know what you are doing here, but I know about the hunter union, okay?"

As a medical examiner, Mao Xiayu knew too much.She knew that Wei Yanchuan wanted to return to the engineering team, and that he had rejected the engineering team's olive branch.Even Gong Zheng in the eighth group and the well-informed hunter Zhao Qiaosheng didn't know about this, and these two people really cared about Wei Yanchuan's affairs.

She said things that few people knew in a complaining tone, her tone was so kind and gentle.

Wei Yanchuan showed a helpless expression, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth. He interrupted her with only one word: "Sister."

Mao Xiayu rolled his eyes, wiped off the gel on his hands, and clamped the electrode clips on Wei Yanchuan: "Okay, okay, I won't talk, I know you are doing big things...you are too thin Now, did you have a good meal, the tongs can't hold it."

Wei Yanchuan: "I complain every time, but I really haven't lost weight." This sentence is the real complaint.

"Lie down with peace of mind." Mao Xiayu glanced at the screen of the instrument to confirm that it was working normally, "Keep calm."

Wei Yanchuan was very familiar with this set of procedures, he said "um", and looked at the ceiling boredly.

Mao Xiayu turned around to look at the blood test results. All the indicators had come out, and the last few important indicators that took the longest time were all abnormal as expected.She called up Wei Yanchuan's previous physical examination data for comparison, and unconsciously bit her lip.

He is extremely familiar with the medical examination process, and Wei Yanchuan certainly knows what Mao Xiayu is doing at the moment.He is also very familiar with this cousin who grew up with him when he was a child. The keen perception brought by the transformation made him aware of the emotional changes of the other party: "Relax and relax, I am not nervous, why are you nervous."

"Of course you are not nervous. Your parents won't ask you, but they will ask me." Mao Xiayu said, suddenly thought, "I heard that your father will come to VT-79 soon?"

On the instrument, the steady heartbeat suddenly changed. Wei Yanchuan, who was staring at the ceiling, blinked: "He never told me."

Mao Xiayu: "Tsk, it seems that I am talking too much, he probably wants to surprise you."

With the addition of technology, the routine physical examination will not take long, and the next psychological assessment is the most important.

Mao Xiayu and Wei Yanchuan are close blood relatives, and they are not specialists, so of course she can't do it.In order to protect the privacy of the testees and the safety of the testers, the psychological tests are all carried out in encrypted channels through the Internet.

Mao Xiayu packed up her medical equipment, entered the dynamic password by hand, connected to the exclusive channel, and then raised the partition wall, waiting for Wei Yanchuan on the other end to end.

The psychological assessment lasted for a full three hours. When the curtain wall fell, Mao Xiayu immediately raised his head and looked over.

Wei Yanchuan sat there in the same posture as three hours ago, the glass of water in his hand was still full, and he didn't even move his position.

Seeing Mao Xiayu looking over, Wei Yanchuan looked at her with nervous eyes, showed a comforting smile, then rolled up his sleeves again, and greeted her: "Come on."

This is a blood collection outside of the routine physical examination, the result of which cannot be obtained on the spot, and the blood drawn is not only used for inspection.

Mao Xiayu picked up the equipment prepared early in the morning and asked Wei Yanchuan to put his hand into the ring that looked like a sphygmomanometer, and asked like every time before: "How is it?"

She asked about a psychological test.

There are three links in psychological assessment, assessment-treatment-assessment.The psychological evaluation is mainly to make Wei Yanchuan get better, so the treatment stage is the most time-consuming and important.

But except for Wei Yanchuan himself, no one could see the evaluation report issued by the doctor.No one knew what was wrong with Wei Yanchuan, and he himself refused to say it, and others did not dare to ask, for fear of counterproductive effects.

Wei Yanchuan replied casually: "That's it." He felt the needle go into his arm, so he opened his palms to let the blood flow faster.

This blood collection will reach 150 ml, a small part will be used for testing, and most will be used for research, as a sample to analyze the cause of transformation, so as to study the solution.

Blood is collected once every six months, Wei Yanchuan counts the days.Transformational research is aimed at the entire transformed group. Although Wei Yanchuan doesn't like physical examinations very much, he doesn't delay when it's time to collect blood. After all, it's not just about him.

"Tell me immediately if you feel uncomfortable." Mao Xiayu stuffed a rubber ball into his hand.

Wei Yanchuan nodded, this time he took the initiative to turn his face away, and did not look at the blood collection machine - even though he could not see the blood at all this time.

In the other room, Zhao Yuming had finished meditating for almost half an hour. After all, he was not in a familiar environment. Even with his brother by his side, he had been meditating for a long time.

The little guy looked at his brother who was absent-mindedly swiping the terminal, and was in no mood to eat snacks: "It takes so long for the physical examination?"

Zhao Qiao said "Yes", he has also experienced it: "The psychological evaluation takes a long time."

Zhao Yuming observed him, he was born as a celestial master, and the unified training in his childhood gave Zhao Qiaosheng a certain degree of control over his "Qi", Zhao Yuming couldn't see anything.But as a brother with a good relationship, he is very sensitive to his brother's emotions: "Is the psychological evaluation... not good?"

"Of course it's good." Zhao Qiaosheng glanced at him, "But during the psychological assessment, everything about you is laid out naked. That kind of feeling won't make people feel comfortable, let alone during the treatment. You also need to reverse your inherent psychological state. It’s fine if you cooperate intentionally, but if you reject and resist...it will be very uncomfortable.”

Of course Zhao Yuming knew what his brother went through, but he didn't ask about the details: "How do you know it's uncomfortable? You resisted at that time?"

Zhao Qiaosheng didn't speak for a moment. He had received relevant training and was very sensitive to the guidance and excavation of a psychologist, so he was extremely uncomfortable.He was indeed fine, even if his attitude was repulsive and resistant, he still passed the test.

So Zhao Qiao's voice became rough: "I'm not sick, he's spying."