[Comprehensive Lord HP] To eternal life to your love

Saint-Germont Hospital

"Severus, please believe that I didn't really want to involve you. It's just—" Lucius, who was sitting by the window, looked apologetic.

"It's just that your so-called friends are for taking advantage of." Severus looked around and found that this wasn't a ward, but it didn't look like a living room dedicated to receiving guests either. "What's the matter?"

"Siris Black is receiving treatment in this hospital." Lucius sighed, "He is Sissy's most beloved brother."

"Lucius, I'm assuming you're sane enough to know that I'm just a pharmacist and not a doctor." Severus pulled up a chair and sat down.

Lucius spread his hands: "My dear friend, of course I know that you are the most talented pharmacist in this century."

"Patients who can't be cured by Saint-Germont usually order a coffin directly." Severus said mercilessly, "Even the idiots on the street know this common sense, Lucius."

"But now lying on the hospital bed and making the elite doctors of Saint-Germont helpless is the first heir of the Black family, the eldest son." Lucius stretched his fingers, "Now the doctors of Saint-Germont say that if West If Reese Black is still alive, then there is only one person who can solve the mystery of the disease. But this person has not come to work for more than a year for some reason."

"Finding someone is insignificant to the Black family." Severus sneered, "If it's not possible, the Malfoy family can also join them and tie them up directly, huh?"

"The doctor who had been missing for a long time contacted the dean of Saint-Germont not long ago to revise the emergency form, and added this sentence: [If there is an injury or disease in Severus Springs, the attending doctor will directly be Sieber. ]. Severus...we just want to find this doctor." Lucius pressed his eyebrows, "Saint-Germont is unwilling to disclose any information about this professor, and our people will find out something It feels like someone is deliberately misleading and preventing us from continuing to investigate. Severus, you know, the Malfoy family and the Black family have a lot of business contacts, and they are related by marriage. If the first heir of the Black family dies, the Black family will The company's stock will definitely be affected..."

"Why is Saint-Germain unwilling to disclose the information of this...doctor? The dean can make a direct phone call." Speaking of this, how could Severus fail to guess the true identity of "Professor Siber".

"Professor Sieber hates treating nobles." Lucius also subconsciously added an honorific title when talking about this doctor with a high status in medicine. People always don't want to offend a doctor with superb medical skills.

"..."

Severus tapped the table with his fingers, and after a while, he said:

"I only promised to let him come to Saint-Germain, and the rest has nothing to do with me."

***——***——***

VIP intensive care unit

"The right hand continues to twitch, and the muscle weakness has neither worsened nor improved. The patient is now in a good condition. Annie, do you think Professor Sieber...will he come?" Cordia recorded the patient After the situation this morning, he put the medical records back on the patient's bedside and asked Annie who was studying the patient's brain waves.

Annie put away the non-distinctive test results, was silent for a while, and said, "I don't know."

"Actually, if the professor really came, I would feel ashamed," Cordia laughed self-deprecatingly.

Annie interrupted Cordia's words with a frown: "Only the patient is the most important thing. If this person can be saved, I will get Professor Sieber back even if I do whatever it takes."

"...Huh?" Cordia had a row of black lines hanging from the back of his head, twitching the corner of his mouth, and brought the topic to the patient, "Why does the test result show a positive result, but the treatment according to AIDS will make the condition worse?"

"...Professor Sieber once said that the test results are only 80.00% reliable." Annie pulled out the medical records that Cordia had sorted out just now, and opened them. "Perhaps, what the test showed—is a false positive."

"False positive? Isn't the possibility very low? Let me think about what can affect the HIV test result..." Cordia rubbed his chin in thought, "Could it be...Africa?!"

"Ask the family members of the patient. If you have been to Africa, you may have been vaccinated against 'A' 'B' pneumonia. This vaccine can cause false positives in HIV tests." Annie said with a snap After closing the medical record and putting it back in place, I just turned around...

"Annie? What's the matter? Seems like a ghost?" Cordia didn't hear the sound of pulling the door out for a long time, and looked up in doubt to find that Annie was looking in the direction of the door with surprise and joy, and suddenly thought of something. Turning his head, he happened to smile at the black-haired boy leaning against the door, as indifferently as before.

"Mr. Sirius Black only returned to China three months ago, and he has been dealing with family affairs in Africa before. The news in the newspaper is very useful~" Harry leaned against the sliding door with his arms folded, "make one for him. A full-body examination and scan, and then do all the tests you can think of, anyway...the Black family has a lot of money, doesn't it?"

"..."

"..."

Annie and Cordia wisely chose to keep silent, couldn't they hear it if they couldn't see it!Professor Sieber is obviously in a reluctant attitude. Isn't it just to scold him for hitting the gun at this time!

Harry turned sideways to let the two of them go out to prepare for the examination, walked to the big cabinet on the right side of the ward with a flat mouth and a gloomy face, and opened the cabinet door with a swipe sound. The living room, walked in.

"Why did you agree to be treated?" Severus didn't object to Harry pulling out the chair and sitting next to him, but tilted his head slightly.

Harry half-stretched on the table, looked up at Severus half complaining and half troubled: "Professor, I'm on vacation...you can't give me extra work!"

"No one with a brain would count vacation days in annual terms, Mr. Potter...ah, no, Sible—Professor." Severus raised his eyebrows.

Harry rubbed his chin on the table weakly, and said aggrievedly: "I didn't mean to hide it from you, didn't I just let you guess...don't be so stingy, don't care about small things..."

Severus put a hand across Harry's face so the teenager could see the long-haired platinum-haired man with a stiff expression across the table.

"Mr. Malfoy, it's nice to see you again." Harry seemed to have just seen this human-shaped light bulb with a normal wattage of thousands of watts, stood up unhurriedly and introduced himself to Malfoy.

Of course Lucius knew who this young man was, but he didn't seem to have met this young man in his memory: "Sorry, maybe Mr. Potter can remind me where we met?"

"Mr. Malfoy is a frequent visitor to Knockturn Alley, isn't he? Besides, didn't I give Mr. Malfoy my information?" Harry looked at Lucius with a half-smile, and the aura exuding from him was impossible for his peers Possessed, "By the way, Mr. Malfoy in Saint-Germain should still call me Siber."

Lucius was speechless for a long time, and took a deep look at Harry and Severus who were sitting together, his eyes flickered and he didn't know what he was thinking, so he stopped talking.

Harry stretched his waist and stretched his arms, grunted a few times reluctantly, and then said to Severus: "Professor, I'm going to change clothes. After a pleasant conversation with the dean's old fox just now Let’s talk, I have to accept this patient. Sigh... I just know that I can’t take it easy on holidays~”

Severus glanced at Harry without saying a word, the disdain clearly visible in his eyes.

One vacation for one year, he has only seen one of this kind of weirdness!

……

Not long after Harry left, the Blacks and Narcissa Malfoy walked in together, and they were pleasantly surprised when Lucius said that Sieber had taken over Sirius' treatment, and Narcissa even got red-eyed.

"It's great, it's great...it's really great..." Mrs. Black held Narcissa's hand tightly, and it took all her strength to maintain her restraint.

"But..." Lucius' turn made the faces of the three of them change.

"Lucius?" Narcissa looked at her husband in surprise.

Lucius showed an expression that he didn't know how to describe, shook his head and said, "The true face of this Professor Sieber...surprised me."

"Professor Sieber is the top doctor, and there is nothing wrong with being older. What is there to be surprised about? The dean mentioned to us that Professor Sieber never performs clinical operations, presumably because the professor is old. " Narcissa waved her hand and said indifferently, ignoring her husband's increasingly weird expression.

The moment Severus heard this, he thought of the reason why Harry didn't do the clinical operation, presumably because he couldn't control his desire for blood and simply avoided it.

"Mr. Black, Mrs. Black, and Mrs. Malfoy, I want to remind the three of you about one thing." A smooth voice sounded from behind the three of them, but when they turned around, it was Dean Saint-Germain who had just met, " If you are sure to let Siber come to treat Master Black, then the three of you cannot have any objection to Siber's treatment."

"What do you mean by that? Could it be that our son was cured and died by this professor and we can't say anything?" Black snorted coldly, with contemptuous contempt and superior arrogance in his eyes.

"If you understand it this way, it's not a mistake." The dean smiled politely, "Then, have you decided to let Siber accept your son's treatment?"

"You are—"

"Receive treatment." Mrs. Black cut off her husband's words, and looked at the dean with the firmness and determination from her mother. "I can't just watch my son die!"

"..." Hearing this, Blake looked at his wife's expression and flushed eye sockets, his face darkened a little, he waved his hands and stopped talking, but he seemed to be a little older.

"So, please both of you sign this form." The dean of Saint-Germans is worthy of the title of old fox Harry gave him before, and he is impeccable, "I will always be responsible for the doctors in the hospital, please understanding."

Severus watched the Black couple sign the form, his expression eased a lot, and he looked away lightly.

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