I can't cure this patient! [Quick Transmigration]

Arvid is a person who has the spirit of getting up.

After finally having a rest, he had already gone to bed early, and when he was woken up, his whole body almost collapsed.

Especially when he knew he was being woken up in the middle of the night just because his dear brother wanted to brand his little slave with a new type of material.

Arvid: "..." What should I do? I suddenly want to kill my brother.

I don't know if my brother is aware of it, but his appearance is really full of a...faint breath.

However, Odrose dispelled his dissatisfaction with only one sentence: "I will reimburse you for yesterday's mecha."

"...Okay brother." Thinking of his mecha with two broken legs, Arvid paused for a few seconds, and then replied energetically: "I'm going to the research institute right now, brother."

"Bring a new set of hand tools, the least intrusive ones," Odrose said.

"What?" Arvid put on his coat, raised his eyebrows, and said in surprise, "You want to come by yourself?"

"Hmm." Odrose added: "There are also long-acting local anesthetics, without damaging the nervous system, the longest is 48 hours now?"

"Uh-huh, yes." Arvid said, "If you use the method with the least incision, in fact, there will be basically no pain within 8 hours."

Odrose said calmly: "He is relatively weak."

Arvid: "..."

Arvid said wittily: "Okay, I understand brother, 48 hours of local anesthetic, please wait at home for 10 minutes."

Because the new material is still a semi-secret result, a batch of samples with the highest quality are stored in the advanced encryption room at the bottom. Only senior researchers and above have the permission to apply for access, and the process is a bit troublesome.

Four or 10 minutes later, Arvid, who went to the research institute to get the materials and tools, stepped on the hovership and parked it at the door of his brother's house. field.

Odrose was already waiting for him there, wearing very homely clothes, his golden half-length hair was not tied up as neatly as usual, and there were a few strands of golden hair on his forehead, which softened his eyebrows and eyes a lot .

...It looks like he just got out of bed.

Arvid jumped off the hovercraft and looked him up and down, with an unclear expression in his green eyes: "Brother, there are times when you are so easy-going..."

Odrose remained unmoved: "Where's the stuff?"

Arvid handed over the box in his hand, "It's all here, check it."

When Odrose opened the box to check the supplies inside, Arvid suddenly leaned his head over and whispered in his ear, "Brother, has he already eaten someone?"

Odrose glanced at him indifferently, not bothering to pay attention.

Seeing his calm look, Arvid couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly. Originally, he was only talking about it once a day, and wanted to see Odrose's reaction.

Although he might be beaten, his brother's reaction last time was really... very interesting.

In short——he didn't believe it, in just one day, his slow brother could eat people up so quickly.

But looking at this calm look... Could it be that he really ate it?

Arvid watched for a long time, but didn't see any evidence on his brother's indifferent face, so he gave up suspiciously.

Then he got down to business: "Brother is going to take that black-haired slave to the border?"

Odrose hummed, and asked, "Has the Institute notified you?"

Arvid snorted, "That's right, to expand the defense line, we need to recruit some researchers to accompany the army to support, and we also need to do research and have to work part-time as a military doctor. The world is really difficult..."

Odrose heard what he was saying, and asked, "Did you submit the application?"

Arvid squeezed his fingertips, and said confidently: "Didn't my brother want me to go to the army to hone? Of course I volunteered to sign up!"

Odrose pointed out very disapprovingly: "I asked you to be a soldier, but I didn't let you train as a military doctor."

"..." Arvid coughed lightly, and said seriously, "Don't pay attention to these details."

After inspecting the contents of the box, Odrose closed the air-conditioned box. He glanced at his younger brother who seemed to be carrying him, and there was some seriousness in his ice-blue eyes that looked a little dark under the night. : "I hope you understand what you're doing."

In this era when the war will not stop in a short period of time, the imperial power is bound to the military power. If Arvid leaves the inherent "doctor" impression on the border army, it will be difficult to reverse this impression in the future.

It is undoubtedly a step further away from the throne.

Although the throne is hereditary and can be appointed by the emperor himself, in fact, as long as the emperor has a brain, to a large extent, he must refer to the wishes of the parliament, the army and the people.

Arvid didn't blink: "Be an excellent medical worker in the field... and work as a noble researcher part-time!"

Odrose had a headache, "There is still one night and one day, you go back and think about it."

Arvid probably didn't want to continue this topic, and immediately jumped onto the hovercraft like a rabbit as if he had been pardoned.

However, he still thought to himself: "...reimbursement of the mecha."

Odrose simply opened his personal terminal and drew 5000 million stars.

Arvid glanced at the newly added account balance, and instantly narrowed his eyes with joy.

The price of a high-end mecha is generally around 3000 million, which is almost doubled for him.

Arvid accepted it without guilt, and said happily: "I'm leaving, see you tomorrow brother."

Odrose: "..."

He looked at the hovercraft that disappeared in mid-air, shook his head slightly, and then returned to the bedroom with the toolbox in his hand.

Su Duan was huddling on the bed as quietly as a chicken, looking cowardly at the cold metal box in his hand, his whole body was showing tension even in his hair.

"..." Odrose dug the man out of the bed and coaxed him: "It doesn't hurt, there is anesthesia."

Su Duan still didn't relax, he grabbed the hem of his clothes and rubbed his head against his shoulder for a long time before whispering: "Come on."

Just saying so, the hand holding the corner of his clothes still didn't let go.

Odrose patted him lightly on the back, a little distressed and helpless, and promised in a low voice: "It's okay, it really doesn't hurt, just a few minutes, if it hurts, you bite me, okay?"

After being hugged and coaxed like this for a long time, the little slave was finally willing to let go of the hand that was holding the hem of his clothes, and rolled up his sleeves as if death was at home, revealing most of his white and thin arms, "... come!"

Odrose lingered on the delicate skin for a while, but said, "Don't hit here."

Su Duan quietly opened his eyes with only one slit left, and asked blankly, "Then where?" He remembered that those slaves all branded their arms.

Odrose lifted a corner of his soft jacket, and touched the tender flesh on the inner side of the hip bone with his fingertips. His ice blue eyes seemed to deepen a degree, and he said in a hoarse voice: "...here .”

48 hours of anesthesia can guarantee that there will be absolutely no pain, so it should be no problem to hit a little hidden location.

"Material identification is done by the detector, so it doesn't matter where it is shot, and it can be placed in a more hidden location to prevent it from being seen."

It sounds very reasonable... Su Duan thought in a daze.

He whispered, "Then, let's go here."

Su Duan was laid flat on the bed by Odrose, with both hands curled up in front of his chest like a hamster, and his eyes were tightly closed.

After the stinging pain, which was a bit like being bitten by a mosquito, he quickly lost sensation in his right waist.

Because he was too nervous, he couldn't even perceive the flow of time, Su Duan could only feel the man's arm rubbing against the still conscious skin from time to time, causing a warm shiver.

Su Duan opened his eyes a small slit, and the man bent his back very low. Because of the movement of lowering his head, some of the light golden hair fell down, resting on the slightly curled eyelashes, and then curling down to The skin under the cuff of the upper arm is very fair, showing some tight veins due to the force, which looks very explosive.

Su Duan was stunned by the beauty for a second, then remembered the business, and asked in a low voice: "...Have you started yet?"

Odrose moved his arms, paused for a moment, and said, "It's over."

Su Duan: "..."

It ended like this, but it made him feel inexplicably lost. He bought five bottles of painkillers, and he hasn't used even one bottle yet.

Su Duan said quietly in his heart: "System, put away the painkillers."

System: "Good host."

Su Duan wanted to sit up with the freshly baked brand on his body, but as soon as he moved, his waist was pinned down by a strong palm, and he was instantly immobilized innocently like a tortoise whose shell had turned over and could only lie on its back.

Odrose said, "Wait, let me finish your medicine."

It took another three minutes before Odrose let him sit up.

Su Duan pulled his clothes with his hands, and curiously lowered his head to look at the parts he hadn't felt yet.

Odrose sprayed him with repair fluid, so the wound has basically healed, and even the redness and swelling are invisible, and the shape of the brand mark can already be seen clearly.

To his surprise, the shape of this brand was not the same iris flower as he thought on other slaves, but a somewhat strange mark.

A round oblate ball with two small curved leaves on it

this is not--

His original form?

How did Odrose know?

Su Duan's eyes widened in an instant, almost thinking that he was hallucinating.

After a long while, he looked up at the man in front of him blankly. He couldn't tell whether it was anxiety or what, and he stammered and asked, "...Why, why, why did you draw this?"

Odrose kissed his forehead, and there seemed to be a trace of confusion in his icy blue eyes, and he leaned into his ear and whispered: "I don't know...but when I started to move, it Then it appeared."

This is a strange plant that once appeared in his dream, because that dream was so inexplicable, so Odrose was deeply impressed by it.

When he was just writing, he didn't know what was wrong with him, and suddenly he drew the plant uncontrollably, and he didn't come back to his senses until the painting was finished.

To be honest, this thing is actually a bit ugly when drawn, I don't know if the little slave will be unhappy because of this.

But to his surprise, not only did the little slave not dislike the ugliness of the strange plant he drew, but happily embraced his neck, and even touched the corners of his lips with soft lips. Like a little star: "Thank you, I like it very much."