"Doctor Zheng, we've made an appointment," one of them said in broken Mandarin.
"Boss, they're here." Su Yun turned to look at Zheng Ren. "Should I let them come up?"
"I didn't expect them to come to my house." Zheng Ren hesitated for a moment before saying, "Come up."
As he spoke, he stood up and walked to the kitchen door. "There's a porphyria patient who might want to come over for a visit."
"Okay." Xie Yiren was busy. She did not seem to understand the meaning behind Zheng Ren's words.
"Is it the kind with sharp teeth, blisters, and scars on their faces? I've never seen it before. It's best to have a deeper impression of it, "Chang Yue answered casually as she helped with her work.
Zheng Ren did not expect them to think that way. Girls who studied medicine were different. They were all bold.
However, he just needed to remind them. As long as they were not scared, Zheng Ren was not worried that these people would do anything out of line in the country.
He did not know how many national security agencies were watching them.
Su Yun had already opened the door. Zheng Ren stood at the door and asked, "Where are they from?"
"I think the ending sounds like a Germanic language. It might be Dutch," Su Yun said. "Do you know how to speak?"
"A little."
Su Yun shrugged. He really did not know when his boss had learned so many languages.
Was it also a kind of talent?
Perhaps.
The elevator dinged and a few people walked out.
"Hello, Doctor Zheng." The man at the front was dressed in a suit and leather shoes. He had a head of blonde hair and was very well-groomed.
It seemed that he was Germanic.
Zheng Ren smiled and looked at the man behind him in black clothes and a hood, his heart full of vigilance.
"Hello." Zheng Ren extended his hand, pretending to know him.
"We met a few days ago …" At this point, there was a sizzling sound from the kitchen and a strong smell of garlic wafted out.
The expressions of the two foreigners at the door changed drastically. They subconsciously blocked the man behind them with their bodies.
"Damn it …" cursed the man in black, whose face was completely covered.
It was Dutch, so Zheng Ren understood it very clearly.
Could it be that vampires are afraid of garlic … No, porphyria patients are also afraid of the sulfur-containing organic compounds in garlic — S-allylcysteine sulphoxide, alliin, and γ-glutamine cysteine?
He had forgotten about the garlic fish. All he could think about was …
The aroma of garlic wafted through the air. In an instant, the man in black behind the two men in suits began to cough violently, and he covered his stomach with his hands.
"Su Yun, call the elevator!" Zheng Ren rushed out and moved slightly. He dodged the obstruction of the two men in suits and assisted the man in black. He said in Dutch with a Rotterdam accent, "Relax, we'll leave this place immediately."
Su Yun was startled for a moment, but then he also rushed out. Taking advantage of the fact that the elevator had not been taken, he pressed the button.
Zheng Ren helped the man in black into the elevator. When he saw the other two men in black follow them, he asked in a deep voice, "Is there oxygen in the car?"
"There's blood, blood transfusion …" After saying that, the man in black kept twitching. Then, he held his stomach and coughed violently.
He was very tired. He held his stomach and coughed, looking like someone who was about to have diarrhea but was coughing. That kind of conflict, that kind of helplessness, overflowed like the smell of garlic fish.
Su Yun looked at the man in black and found it a little ridiculous. They did not even say a word when they met. Was he going to faint immediately?
It was very inconsistent with his posture of appearing with background music.
The coughing became more and more intense. The man in black covered his stomach and opened his mouth wide to breathe.
The color of his System panel was crimson. There were many diagnoses on it, the most eye-catching of which was acute intermittent porphyria.
There was also a diagnosis. The System expressed it in another strange language, but Zheng Ren could not understand it.
Zheng Ren was stunned. What did this mean?
"Su Yun, call 120!" Zheng Ren said.
"Doctor Zheng, don't," one of the attendants said immediately. "There's whole blood in the car. Blood transfusion is the best way to deal with acute illness."
Zheng Ren did not expect that they even had whole blood.
Other than when he donated blood at the blood station, Zheng Ren had not seen this thing for many years.
Under normal circumstances, the standard treatment for acute intermittent porphyria was intravenous glucose and hemoglobin.
However, this person had directly given him whole blood. Zheng Ren pressed down on the man in black and felt a little emotional. How f * cking extravagant!
He really could not understand the joy of being rich.
Su Yun stood in the elevator. He did not have a good impression of this person who was sneaky and wore a black hood. He felt that the man was as cold as a snake, ready to pounce and bite him at any time.
The man in black struggled with all his might. His limbs were stiff and his breathing was rapid. White foam began to appear at the corner of his mouth.
"Go to the hospital!" Zheng Ren roared, then touched the man's neck.
Su Yun ran over to touch it too.
Their goal was to see if the man was dead or alive. Most of all, both of them wanted to touch a living vampire …
"Doctor Zheng, all the rescue equipment you need is in the car," one of the attendants said.
The elevator door opened. There was a man waiting for the elevator outside.
He was frightened by the situation in the elevator and quickly hid in a corner, not knowing what was going on.
A few people hurriedly carried the man in black into the limousine. One of the attendants quickly took out whole blood and directly established an intravenous channel.
"Boss, this hand speed is the same as that of an old nurse in the hospital," Su Yun said from the side.
"I guess this is one of their necessary skills." Zheng Ren felt that the situation had developed in a particularly ridiculous direction.
The man in black, who was supposed to be full of vigor, had appeared with acute intermittent porphyria induced by the smell of garlic fish.
There was really no way to reason with this matter.
Zheng Ren carefully looked at the man in black. The black hood had fallen off, revealing a pale, bloodless face. There were fewer scars on his face than Zheng Ren had imagined. He looked relatively clean.
However, there was no comparison between him and the main character in Twilight.
He was not handsome, not handsome, just a little strange.
His mouth was open and his gums had shrunk, but his four canines were longer than anyone Zheng Ren had ever seen.
Zheng Ren was sure that if he closed his mouth now, his canines would definitely be exposed.
He was really different from ordinary porphyria patients. However, the System's diagnosis was still porphyria, and there was also a strange diagnosis that Zheng Ren could not understand.
Perhaps this was a sign of congenital porphyria? Zheng Ren looked at the man in black and carefully memorized the signs on the surface of the body of a porphyria patient.
There were some differences from what was recorded in the book. The patient's skin was pale, but it was not hemorrhagic shock. It was not accurate to say that it was pale, but gray.
The skin of the fingers and hands was not covered in wounds, only a few scars, which did not look very serious.
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