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

When Su Duan's consciousness returned naturally, he realized that he had already returned to his and Vigteri's bedroom.

The small wound intentionally left on the body should have been healed. It is very clean and refreshing. There is a high ceiling above the head, and the body is covered with a soft quilt. Has another person's breath.

The system quietly reported to him: "Host, there is no bloodshed."

Su Duan said "Okay" softly, he felt much more at ease, then turned his head slightly to follow the sound of breathing.

The black-haired boy was lying curled up beside him, but instead of wrapping his arms tightly around Su Duan's waist and sleeping with his head buried in his chest as before, he was separated from him by the distance of a fist , only gently touching the back of his hand with his hand.

It looked like he wanted to get close, but he was cautiously guarding against something.

I don't know why Vigtori's reaction today is a little slow. Generally speaking, when Su Duan wakes up every morning and opens his eyes, the boy who is hugging him will also open his eyes. But today, until Su Duan turned his head away, Only when his gaze fell on his curled eyelashes did Vigtori suddenly open his ice blue eyes.

The pupils constricted, and the adult Lota climbed up from the bed, knelt and sat beside him, staring at him in a daze, with tense and complicated emotions flowing in his ice blue eyes, and there was a vague intention of retreating in his eyes.

They didn't dare to touch him... Even the hands that were touching were hastily put away.

Seeing Vigtori's frightened look, Su Duan felt inexplicably twitched. He sat up from the bed with his arms propped up, stretched out his hand towards the black-haired boy beside him, and gently touched the other's soft skin with his palm. on the cheek.

Vigteri froze for a moment when his face was touched, but he didn't avoid it, but tentatively rubbed his cheek against his palm.

As if in a hurry to confirm something.

"Weiji..." Su Duan bent the corners of his eyes, his clear and dark eyes focused on the boy who buried his face in his palm, and whispered in the usual tone of coaxing cubs: "Come here... give me a hug, okay?" ?”

The black-haired boy stopped rubbing his cheek with his palm, raised his head and looked at him for a few seconds, then suddenly threw himself on him anxiously.

She straddled him with her legs apart, her muscular arms tightly wrapped around his waist, her head was skillfully buried in his chest, and she started to move.

...As if he was the one who was wronged, he was about to hum out in embarrassment.

Su Duan touched the fluffy black head in his arms, inserted his fingertips into the hair, and slowly massaged him.

After this hug, Su Duan realized that the opponent's body seemed to be stretched a little more, the strength of holding him, the width between the shoulders... all had some slight changes.

Although these changes are not obvious, for Su Duan who has a humanoid Lota pendant on his body all year round, it is still very easy to distinguish.

I grew up a little more.

"I'm sorry..." A muffled voice came out of his arms, with a husky self-blame, and said in a low voice: "I hurt you again..."

Obviously he wanted to protect his little prey, but before the other party was targeted by other members of the same race, he did something to hurt the other party first.

Su Duan hugged his head tightly, and comforted him: "Our Weiji is very powerful, if Weiji hadn't helped me block it, I would have been hit by the bookshelf."

"But I also knocked down the bookshelf..." A softer voice came from his arms.

"..." Su Duan had to admit that what he said was true and could not refute it.

So he paused for a few seconds, and skipped the topic decisively, "Did you forget? I took the initiative to press your head and let you drink it. Don't blame yourself, be good."

"I didn't control myself." The boy in his arms stubbornly insisted on his theory: "It's my fault..."

Su Juan felt that they had to talk about this issue once. He could understand that Viji didn't want to drink his blood. If the roles were reversed, he didn't want his health to be maintained by his lover's blood.

But corresponding to this, he also didn't want to see Viki die of illness.

The pills in the mall can only temporarily suppress the disease after its onset, and his blood is still needed for a complete cure.

I have been here for the past two years, so there is no reason to give up here.

After drinking so much of his blood yesterday, Viji's healing value has risen to 65, leaving only 35 healing points, which is not so far away.

So Su Duan dug the opponent's head out of his arms, held the opponent's face in front of him, and didn't stop until the tip of his nose touched: "Listen to me, Weiji, you are sick——"

"I know, Mr. Alberta talked to me yesterday... Is it the kind of genetic disease that can't be cured?" Wigteri interrupted him, and hurriedly said: "If it can't be cured, if it can be cured Otherwise, the ethnic group would not be what it is now.”

Because of the large-scale outbreak of the disease, countless cubs died before they reached adulthood, and the adult Lota tribe was also affected, and this effect has spread down several generations, resulting in a sharp shortening of the lifespan of adults, and The hatching time of cubs is also greatly extended.

The cubs hatched in the royal family today are all eggs born after the genetic disease, and before they can be born, the parents have already left prematurely due to the impact of the disease.

Alberta is the only remaining adult Lotta without any health problems. His is actually not as young as it looks on the outside. He is now over two hundred years old and is sitting on the throne Nearly 200 years.

...if no new, healthy Lota cubs grow up before he has to abdicate, the royal family will have to be replaced.

But fortunately, the genetic disease that broke out without warning also left silently, and the cubs that have been hatched one after another over the years are all healthy.

As long as there are healthy cubs, sooner or later the Lota tribe will be able to thrive again.

But the premise is - healthy.

Even though they are deeply harmed by this genetic disease, the Lota people still have not found an effective treatment for the same kind of patients who are suffering from the disease.

In fact, His Majesty the Emperor seemed rather incomprehensible to the fact that he was able to regain his sanity after the onset of the disease, and immediately arranged for a doctor to give him a full set of physical examinations.

"Your condition is already improving, otherwise how could it be suppressed during the onset? You also know that there is no such precedent." Su Duan pinched the soft cheek in his hand helplessly, and said: "My Blood has healing effects, you can actually feel it, right?"

The adult Lota, whose cheeks were deformed by being pinched, pursed his lips, the expression on his face was tense, and he fell silent for a while.

He was just an adult and inexperienced in lying, so he was easily exposed.

"It will be fine... soon."

"I agreed to protect me." Su Duan moved closer, to the point where his breath became entangled, "Isn't it protecting me for the rest of my life..."

The rest of the words were lost between the lips and teeth, gradually becoming blurred.

This was the first kiss between the two of them after Wigteri became an adult—the kind in a serious sense, and the previous kiss that pushed each other over for the sake of taking medicine was not counted.

Frightened by the little prey who took the initiative to kiss him, his eyes widened. The dark pupils in the ice-blue beast's pupils narrowed into a bunch, and Vigteri froze in place.

However, he is a natural predator after all, so after the initial stiffness, he quickly found a way to dominate the opponent.

……

After barely comforting Da Zai Zai who was in self-blame at home, Su Duan cautiously asked Da Zai Zai about the consequences of using bookshelves to pile up blocks in his parents' study room.

"Mr. Alberta punished me to tidy up all the books that were messed up..." Vigtree knocked his chin on his shoulder dejectedly.

Of course, before he was punished to sort out the books, he was turned into his original form by his older siblings and walked around the palace, being surrounded by those ugly glutinous rice balls and chirping around. mentioned……

Thinking of those books scattered on the ground, maybe 10,000+ books, the phrase "I will help you" stuck in his throat, and Su Duan silently swallowed it back.

... This punishment is really terrible.

We can't really let Weiji finish sorting out 10,000+ books by himself, right?How long will that take?

Besides, sorting books is not as simple as picking them up and putting them back. There are strict requirements for categories and order.

Su Duan intuitively felt that His Majesty the Emperor was just trying to scare Weiji. After he let the system calculate that even with the fastest speed, even one tenth of Weiji could not be sorted before school started, he felt more confident. .

Absolutely intimidating.

So he blinked and promised with confidence: "Don't worry, I'll help you."

The adult Lota who knew nothing about Su Duan's previous hesitation rubbed his shoulder, feeling soft in his heart, feeling that his whole body was about to become soft.

Sure enough, when the books were sorted out on the third day, His Majesty the Emperor arranged a special team to take over the matter. There were more than 100 people, and their faces were full of professionalism.

Su Duan and Vigterry, who were originally buried in the pile of books, were summoned again to the emperor's afternoon tea time.

His majesty the emperor had to drink afternoon tea every day, and he loved to chat with various people during the afternoon tea time.

Because of his own concealment, and the reason why his partner ruined the other party's entire study, Su Duan obediently held his small cup, his eyes focused on the steaming tea in the cup, feeling a little guilty in his heart.

When facing this His Majesty, Vigteri felt strangely depressed for some reason, and uncharacteristically did not declare his possessiveness towards Su Duan in front of the other party with his eyes and movements, but quietly stood beside him, also Also focused on drinking tea with downcast eyes.

The two of them looked like two young quails having beaten each other, sitting side by side in a row.

His Majesty the Emperor calmly drank a whole cup of tea, and then whispered to his black-haired fellow clan: "I never thought that in this age, I could still see sick fellow clansmen... If you count from the time of birth, you should be more than I'm still older, Vigtree."

Seemingly not expecting the other party to start with such gentle words, Vigteri stared blankly at those emerald eyes that were so deep that no real emotion could be seen.

The emperor with elegant short blonde hair continued: "Although it has been a long time, I still want to say something to you - welcome home, sorry for losing you at that time."

At that time, the clan was too chaotic, new cubs died every day, and the loss of an egg, which would cause a huge sensation in normal times, did not cause the slightest splash. Except for his parents, probably no one could understand it. Take the energy to find it.

It must have been a lonely time to be alone in an eggshell for 300 years.

"..." Vigtori froze there for a long time before replying stammeringly: "No, it's okay..."

After Wigteri looked away helplessly, His Majesty the Emperor naturally cast his eyes aside on the black-haired boy who he thought was a human being, and continued: "Of course, what I didn't even expect was that I could see a... ...Living Plant."

Su Duan's hand holding the small cup tightened silently.

His Majesty the Emperor put the empty cup in his hand on the small and exquisite table, leaned forward slightly, and said in a low voice: "Besides, the results of the blood test done on Vigteri before showed that your blood is not harmful to his genetic disease. It has an obvious inhibitory effect...that's why he can grow to adulthood smoothly, right?"

When the genetic disease broke out in the Lota tribe 300 years ago, all the cubs died before reaching adulthood without exception, so after seeing each other as an adult, he didn't think about that direction at all, until this cub The adult cub fell ill and ruined his entire study, only then did he realize that there seemed to be something wrong with the cub's origin.

An egg that was lost 300 years ago struggled to crawl out of the eggshell after an unimaginable period of silence, carrying a genetic disease that had been extinct for more than 100 years.

He was able to live until now... probably all because of that Plante bleeding him. This is a good explanation for the severe anemia on the other party's body when they first met.

Although the black-haired fellow hid the plant's aura well when we met for the first time, Su Duan's blood stained his clothes and desk that day, and when he found something was wrong, Vigtori had no time to go to the study After dealing with these things, he would be a fool if he couldn't detect something wrong with such an appetizing taste.

Holding the cup, Su Duan hummed softly with his eyes lowered, and pursed the corners of his lips uneasily.

A hint of complexity flashed across His Majesty's dark green eyes.

When the genetic disease that ravaged the entire race broke out in the Lota tribe, Plant had been extinct for a while because it was not suitable for the environment, so they had no chance to discover that the blood of this race had the effect of curing genetic diseases.

Fate played a huge joke with them.

If Plant hadn't been extinct then--

...Forget it, it's all in the past, and it's pointless to assume these things now.

"Don't be nervous, I believe you have discussed the countermeasures, haven't you?"

Su Duan nodded silently again, but he was too nervous, he still didn't know how to explain for a while, and organized his words slowly in his heart.

Before Su Duan could organize his words, His Majesty the Emperor spoke again gently: "...When you are ready, then tell me slowly, I am here today, go back to rest after drinking this cup of tea, tidy up You must be very tired after three days in the study."

After the two close cubs finished their afternoon tea and left hand in hand, His Majesty the Emperor slowly brewed a cup of fragrant afternoon tea for himself, and when he brought it to his mouth, he suddenly remembered something interesting , Laughed lowly.

The last sick Lota in the world.

—and his only medicine.

Two existences that were also lost by time.

What a coincidence.