It's not that hard to open a hospital in another world, right?

Chapter 526 Silver Dragon Girl: The person who moved me wants to die, right? !

Celia took a deep breath.

Celera rose high into the air.

Celia let out a terrifying roar.

In Gretel's mind, these three sentences were the only ones going back and forth at the moment.

——Cerilla walked step by step, without a smile on her face, staring at the young vampire.The first step, the second step, and when she took the third step, the silver-blue eyes that were always smiling had suddenly turned into sterling silver vertical pupils!
Celia was not happy.

very unhappy.

Since the arrival of these nasty-smelling guys, Gretel has been with them day and night.Patients are ignored, surgery is not performed, and magic is not practiced.Drilling in the laboratory, every day and night, there is a smell of blood on his body.

Forget about these, after all, Gretel is really doing something very important. Once this research is successful, it can save many people.But just now she heard that the guest who smelled bad wanted to drink little Jenny's blood!

Little Jenny is her head nurse!It's her!You want to die if you do something to her people? !
Don't even think about it!
When she took one step forward, Viscount Sebesh would take one step back; if she took two steps, the Viscount would take two steps back.Back to the third step, tripped by a chair, fell to the ground with a "plop", and bounced up in a panic:
"I didn't do anything! I just thought about it!—I can't think about it anymore! I'm going!"

As soon as the voice fell, he jumped backwards.Facing Cerilla, with his back to the courtyard outside the small hospital building, he jumped out through the wide open window in the middle of the night.Cerilla frowned, and just about to pursue, Gretel quickly reached out to stop her:
"Cerilla! He's a diplomatic envoy!"

The silver dragon girl stopped angrily.She stared at the figure of the vampire until he disappeared far into the night, then turned to Gretel with a displeased expression on her face.

Although he didn't say anything, the dark clouds accumulated on his delicate face could already summon lightning and thunder.

Gretel hurried to appease:
"Don't worry, this kind of thing will never happen again in the future. ——When the mission came, it was already agreed that the blood race is in the Kingdom of Kent. They are not allowed to hunt, drink the blood of the kingdom's people, and are not allowed to buy the kingdom's people. I He has been rejected, and he will never hurt little Jenny."

"Humph!"

"Besides, the blood race is an ally of the council. They provide pressure in another direction to contain the Radiance Sect—you hate those guys too, don't you?"

Celia snorted angrily.She turned to the end of the corridor:

"Jenny, Jenny!—who sent you tea? It's so late, you should be in bed!"

At the other end of the corridor, two heads stuck out at the same time.Little Jenny and her mother, Laura the maid, stepped out cautiously together.The former washerwoman, now the maid of the villa, Lola, rubbed the edge of her apron with her rough hands, and replied uneasily:

"I asked her to go...Miss, Mr. Mage, Jenny is so young and can't do much work. If she wants to be the head nurse, she should work harder...Sir, when entertaining guests, there should at least be someone who serves tea and water ..."

"Just for this?"

"Really, just for this!"

Laura nodded repeatedly.Gretel sighed and said seriously:

"Among these nurses, Jenny is the only one who can read and write. Since she has this job, she should do it well. As long as she is competent, I will not treat her badly."

Laura agreed, took her daughter by the hand, and quickly backed away.Little Jenny suddenly shook her mother's hand and said loudly:
"gentlemen!"

"what?"

"In the place where we used to be a washerwoman, there was a woman worker and her son, a very beautiful little brother. It is said that he was taken back by a rich family. It is said that he is a nobleman—my mother said that I am also the daughter of a noble family..."

A maid and illegitimate daughter of a noble family.Gretel nodded unsurprisingly.So in this world where the literacy rate of common people is extremely low, Laura can actually read and teach her daughter to read.He said seriously:
"so?"

"I don't want to be picked up! Even if someone comes to pick me up, it really makes me a noble lady, I don't want to!" The little girl raised her chin with a firm face:
"Sir, I want to work hard here with you, and earn money to support myself and my mother!"

Gretel couldn't help smiling.He walked slowly in front of the girl, squatted down, and looked into her eyes:

"Then you should work hard. When you grow up a bit, and you have the aptitude to become a warrior, I will find a teacher for you; if you have the aptitude to learn magic, you can study in my mage tower."

Little Jenny nodded vigorously.Gretel rubbed her blond hair with a smile, stood up, and turned to Laura seriously:
"There will be no pies in the sky. Those who are picked up by others are not necessarily good things. If you can support yourself by your own work, don't rely on others."

Laura nodded cautiously with a stiff face.Gretel yawned and turned to leave.By the way, after he revealed the blood transfusion, how many resources can Viscount Sebesh mobilize to help with research?How long will it take to get results?

Viscount Sebesh retreated in a hurry and rushed back to the mission station.As soon as I arrived at the residence, I saw a young woman with light golden curly hair leaning on the corridor, holding a beautiful boy on her arm, smiling and winking at him:

"Saibei, how about my new blood slave?"

"Yulia!" Viscount Sebesh stopped and frowned:

"Where did this little guy come from? - Didn't we have an agreement with the parliament, we are in the Kingdom of Kent, hunting and buying blood slaves are not allowed?"

"Oh~~~ I didn't buy it again, it was given by someone else~~~ Stupid short-lived species, always expecting some unrealistic things, in order to prolong their life, they are even willing to give us their own children... ..."

"...Don't cause trouble!"

Viscount Sebesh stamped his feet and walked quickly into the room.The door creaked, and his newly acquired blood slave for half a year, Sister Teresa of Glory, walked over dumbly, took the coat from him, and stretched out her wrist in front of him.

Viscount Sebesh pushed his hand in annoyance.With a snap, Teresa's smooth back of her hand hit the wall, leaving a small red mark.

He was originally obsessed with the smell of the glorious nun: the thin holy power flowing in the blood, just like the chili pepper he tasted when he was still alive, can give the tip of the tongue a different kind of stimulation.Once you drink it, you will never forget it.

For this reason, even if it was a long journey, he would carry this blood slave with him, and would not let her leave for a moment.

But tonight, Miss Elf, seen at Gretel's, had all his attention.

——No, not to drink her blood!Viscount Sebesh shook his head vigorously, trying to shake the feeling of infatuation out of his mind:

The energy intensity in that blood, I can't stand it!Just one sip, even one drop, will burn through my throat like highly concentrated holy water, and even burn me to ashes!
Moreover, I still hit it off with that Nordmark mage...can't hurt his friend...

Viscount Sebesh fell headlong into the coffin, tossing and turning.Rolling to the left, rolling to the right, he jumped up suddenly:
"I still need to increase my strength quickly! I need to learn blood transfusion magic! ——I'd better go to the Marquis and ask him to help me research blood test magic!"

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