Chapter 55: A Long Conversation

By the hundredth day, the chip had begun to perform most of its work, and her senses had almost recovered, and all physiological activities were under the chip's control. The only downside is that she can't move yet.

Every day, Yin had to come to inject her with nutrient solution, and when he was a graduate student, he volunteered to work as a nurse in the hospital for half a year, and he was not an expert in nursing after the transformation operation.

"May I ask Minglang?"

Yin ignored her question, because he didn't know how to answer, he simply pulled out the needle, put it away in the sanitary treatment bag, and walked out the door with these things.

When it was dark, he came back and stayed with her as before.

"I just remembered that Mingming didn't seem to be there."

Yin Gui was lying beside him, his eyes closed, and he didn't speak.

"You're a vampire." She seemed to be as energetic as she was during the day, as if she wasn't going to sleep tonight.

"I've heard of the Gongye Hospital, where only the wealthy can get in because of the high cost. But your level of medicine is very well developed, and the doctors are very qualified, and the youngest doctors are all fifty years old. ”

He wanted her to stop for a while, but when he thought about it, she could only relieve her boredom by talking.

"That's right, we have a strict education system over there, everyone has to go to primary school at the age of five, then seven years in primary school, eight years in secondary school, and so on, and only doctoral students can enter the hospital to become official doctors after passing the examination, and then they are already 50 years old."

"Are you a doctor, then?"

"No, I didn't go on to pursue a degree after grad school, but I would judge the underlying condition."

"Gongye Hospital, does it have anything to do with Gongye?"

"The hospital was built by our master, and the master's surname is Gongye. Speaking of which, he's a really good old man," he said, putting his hand under the back of his head and looking at the printed ceiling, "One of my compulsory subjects in middle school was history, and just talking about the Lord was a thick book. Now his old man is still alive, and he only has one son under his knees, but he died in thin life, and so is his grandson, and now there is only his granddaughter. ”

"What do the history books say? Suddenly interested in your master. ”

"He was born during the Qing Dynasty, and he was the second son of the family at that time, and he worked as a partner in a medical hall. In the late Qing Dynasty, he opened a pharmacy, established a good relationship with officials, and the business became bigger and bigger, but then there was a continuous war, so the owner chose to go abroad to open up the market. At that time, the early Western medicine skills were not high, the probability of treating the dead was very high, and the master also ran into walls everywhere, but in the end, he still learned some skills on his own. In 2078, Gongye Hospital was officially established, and more and more people knew about the existence of our vampires," he stretched, "That's all I know, after all, I haven't been in contact with history for a long time. ”

"I wish I could go to that hospital one day, are your people as skinny as you?"

"No, I just haven't drunk human blood in too many years and I'm a little malnourished. The guys in the hospital were all very fed, and every house had a freezer full of blood bags. ”

"And what do you usually eat?"

"Animal blood and your ordinary people's food, but it's hard to eat, far less than human blood."

"Have you ever drunk human blood?"

"I have drunk it in the vampire clan before, and the O blood type is the best, and the specific grades are also divided. But the blood that was offered at the time of study could not have a good blood source, because that kind of blood was very rare. ”

"There's something good to eat over there, so why are you still here?"

"When you remember me, you'll have nothing to say."

"Can you tell me your name, then?"

"Yin."

"Yin?" She thought for a moment, and for a moment he thought she had an impression, but she said, "Is this your last name?" ”

"Yes, but my name is Yin. Because I was adopted, my nurse felt that she didn't have the right to name me, so she simply called me Yin. ”

Even though he had said it clearly enough, she still couldn't remember who he was. The long night passed quietly in the midst of the conversation.