Chapter 520: When the vampire meets the silver dragon girl
Give me some time? Get real blood?
Seeing that Viscount Sebesh had begun to close his eyes, breathe evenly, gather strength, and his body began to glow faintly, Gretel quickly interrupted:
"No! That's it, let me try it first!"
Why do you need so much real blood?
You force the blood out, but I still have to centrifuge and dilute it. I only use a little bit in the experiment and most of it is wasted. Instead of doing this, I might as well just use the little blood I have now and try it first to see if it can be used!
Collect blood, inject into test tube, load into centrifuge. Clamp, adjust, balance and start.
After the buzzing sound continued for a while, a thin layer of dark red appeared at the bottom of the test tube.
Less than half a centimeter.
This thickness makes it difficult to use a dropper.
"Ah, my friend~ do you need my help?"
Viscount Sebesh asked in an exaggerated, aria-like tone. Grete shrugged at him, summoned a vine, and attached it to the bottom of the test tube.
Then, the top of the vine opened up, revealing a small flower-shaped fine sawtooth, and took a hard "bite".
A small hole was immediately opened at the bottom of the glass. A vine as thin as a hair nimbly got in, swept it around, and with a slight slurp, a thin layer of dark red became visible to the naked eye.
The vines retreated and came out. Gretel used a mage trick and repaired the test tube as before, without any trace.
On the other side, the blood cells sucked out by the vines have fallen into the physiological saline and dispersed.
One end is blood cells and the other is serum. Gretel discharged four standard blood samples, separated the blood cells and serum, and cross-matched the blood one by one:
Well, the main side is agglutinated, the secondary side is agglutinated...the main side is agglutinated, but the secondary side is not...
"Your blood type is this! It matches!" Grete carried two test tubes and showed them to the young vampire opposite:
"Look, the primary side doesn't coagulate, and the secondary side doesn't coagulate either! You can really test the blood type! Speaking of which, do you want to try a blood transfusion?"
Half an hour later, Viscount Sebesh was lying in front of the treatment table, holding his chin in one hand and extending his other arm to Gretel, sighing.
"I must have fallen under your spell... It must be... My dear friend, your [Charm Human] is so skilled that it can actually affect me..."
"[Charming Humans] cannot affect the vampires." Gretel mercilessly dismissed it. At the same time, he inserted a needle into his brachial vein and connected it to the blood bottle.
The blood bottle was temporarily modified from a glass test tube, with a vine attached to it, flickering, and connected to the needle. The test tube contained slightly rippling bright red blood, and the volume was less than a finger.
5ml. No more.
Transfusion of 10 to 15 ml of abnormal blood will cause hemolysis. A few years later, Grete still clearly remembers these basic common sense.
Although the physique of vampires is different from that of humans, it is said that powerful vampires can suppress hemolytic disease with their strength. It is better not to take risks when trying it for the first time.
The blood was falling drop by drop, so slowly that it was almost maddening. For the first time he gave a blood transfusion to a vampire, Grete strictly followed the operating regulations, 15 drops per minute. It was better to have more than less.
Even though Viscount Sebesh complained again and again, almost jumping up and down, Grete rejected them one by one with a straight face. No, no, no.
"Either go at my speed! Or pull out the needle and leave, this project is over! Choose one of the two, there is no third way!"
Viscount Sebesh agreed humbly. Gretel comforted him again:
"Remember this procedure. Every detail makes sense. Every detail is to ensure that no major problems occur, or that there is room for rescue after problems occur..."
"etc!"
His Excellency the Viscount suddenly jumped up. He waved his hands excitedly and foamed at the mouth:
"This kind of blood transfusion is really effective! Very effective! My dear friend, the effect of blood directly transfused into blood vessels is much better than drinking it! At least five times! Five times!"
He was shaking with excitement. The five-fold difference meant less blood-sucking and faster recovery;
This means that with the same number of blood slaves, he can feed five times as many descendants;
It means stronger combat effectiveness, higher status, and more favor from parents;
This means that he may become an earl, or even a marquis, two hundred, one hundred, or even fifty years earlier than originally planned!
Grete also jumped up after him. He pounced forward and grabbed his arm that was waving randomly:
"Don't move! The needle has moved! Blood! Blood!"
There are no indwelling needles in this damn place! Even if there were indwelling needles, I can't stop you from jumping around like this!
Grete angrily rolled his eyes at Viscount Sebesh and picked up needles all over the floor. With this random swing, the needles had slipped out of his arm, flew straight out and hit the wall, and rolled several times on the ground.
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Even the test tubes used as blood bags were smashed. There was a bright light on the ground, and broken glass bottles with blood splattered from the wall to the door. It was obvious that one shot of Cleansing Technique could not cover this area, so two shots were needed.
...This vampire has more success than failure!
snort!
"gentlemen?"
Suddenly, a small voice sounded at the door of the consulting room. Viscount Sebesh followed the sound and his eyes suddenly lit up.
Standing at the door was a little girl in her teens. She had soft blond hair and blue eyes. She was holding a tea tray and looking at them timidly. Her little face was raised, and her delicate facial features were carved with jade.
On the tea tray, there were two cups of black tea and a plate of freshly baked cocoa biscuits, which were fragrant. They were obviously ordered to bring refreshments.
"Ah... dear friend..."
Viscount Sebesh took a deep breath. From his pale lips, a pair of snow-white fangs quietly poked out:
"Did you send her to entertain me? My dear friend, you are so generous, such a beautiful, delicate, and tender girl..."
"Jenny! Get out!!!"
Grete rushed over with a dark face, grabbed the tea tray before Viscount Sebesh, and slapped it directly into his hand.
"This is what's entertaining you! Not her! Don't touch her!"
The two cups of hot tea were shaken, and the tea spilled out, soaking the Viscount's front. However, the young vampire didn't care, and just chased the little girl's running figure with his eyes until she disappeared into the corridor and was no longer seen.
:
"No...just a little maid...Dear friend, I promise you, I am just tasting it! A little bit! Really only a little bit!"
"Not even a little bit!"
Two voices, one inside and one outside, sounded at the same time. Inside the clinic was Gretel, while outside the clinic was arrogant, sharp, and menacing. The pressure of the voice was a hundred times stronger than Gretel's.
Viscount Sebesh turned his head. Then, his whole body trembled, and his eyes immediately straightened.
"Miss Elf...Jing, Miss Elf...no, no, no, no, no, no, no..."
He subconsciously stepped back. One step, one step, and another. With a clang, he stepped over the chair and sat down on the ground.
The beauty of that "elf lady" was ten times better than the little girl who ran away just now. However, Mr. Viscount could intuitively feel that the blood in her body was surging and the energy was like the blazing sun.
Just a hint of it would burn him to ashes.
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