My Vampire Faints at Blood Chapter 61

Wear Cotton Clothing For Burns

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"11.9 million..." After doing the maths three times, the snow fox finally had to accept the horrible reality and collapsed with tears in his eyes, "No, I can't afford it, you can sell me."

"No way, the best huskies are only worth a hundred thousand dollars, are you worth that much?" The half-breed husky, who had never seen the other man transformed into a snow fox, poked him curiously in the stomach and couldn't resist asking another follow-up question.

"Not worth it. But I can run back after you sell me, and it'll be worth it if you sell me a few hundred or a few thousand more times." It was obviously not the first time he'd done this. Zhen Xi stomped his hind legs twice as he was poked, replied lazily, and nestled desolately into a little snowball with the belt rolled around him, "I'm not going home, you can take revenge on your brother however you like. Even if you sell me to a zoo and let a bunch of human children pull my fur, pull my ears and carry me around by the tail..."

"I think we can consider that – what do you think, my dear?" To his surprise, the vampire nodded thoughtfully and looked at the human doctor, "Or we could give him to the zoo for free. After all, the zoo suffered some unnecessary damage to complete the wig..."

"That's possible. Let's discuss it at home, and if it's feasible, we'll send him there after we've finished treating your injuries." As if he hadn't noticed the snow fox's pained and shocked gaze. Doctor Shang nodded and followed him into the back seat, and after everyone had said goodbye to Zhuge Kaoyu, He Jialun started the car and drove back to the villa.

As soon as he got back to the villa, the vampire was herded upstairs by his doctor with his trousers in his hand.

The pureblood king couldn't help but shiver as he watched the other man lock the bedroom door, and he looked warily at the human doctor who was sharpening his knife in front of him: "My dear..."

"What are you dawdling for, why don't you take your pants off now?" Shang Haojia opened the first aid kit, rummaged through it and pulled out a bottle of alcohol cotton balls, pinched the tweezers and knocked on the edge of the table, "Hurry up, jeans are the most abrasive to wounds, don't you feel the pain?"

As much as he wanted to share a bed with his partner, taking off his pants in such a situation was obviously not what the vampire was looking for. The pureblood king shrank back into the bed in embarrassment and opened his mouth with difficulty to try and muddle through, "My dear, actually I-"

"Strip." Accustomed to seeing patients who squirmed and wouldn't take off their pants, Doctor Shang's sympathy in such matters had long since been depleted. Clasping his arms and raising an eyebrow, he gave the order succinctly and clearly.

"... Yes sir. But, I actually meant to say-" The pureblood king was forced to abort his last struggle at the sight of the handcuffs that suddenly appeared in the doctor's hands. He stopped talking in good humour and resigned himself to being neatly stripped clean by the human doctor.

Outside the door, the two little dragons had developed a habit of listening to the wall. They were listening intently to the commotion inside when they suddenly met the tall figure of the werewolf butler creeping up to them, "Brother Ha!"

"Shh..." Hastily gesturing to the two little ones, the half-blood werewolf, who had long since given up on correcting his surname, leaned over the stairway and waved, waiting for the two little ones to fly over before winking towards the room, "What are they both doing, what did you both hear?"

"I heard Brother Doctor asking Brother Vampire to take off his pants!" Xian Bao actively scurried upwards, wagging his tail twice in excitement, "Daddy sometimes makes Dad take his pants off too, I heard Daddy say that's how we got out – are they going to have little babies?!"

"No, it was Brother Doctor who wanted Brother Vampire to take off his pants, but Brother Vampire didn't want to." Xian Bei shook his head and seriously corrected an omission in his brother's words, his tail tangling into a tiny heart shape and even his dragon body turning a pale pink in shame, "But Brother Doctor is so good, I saw through the doorway and Brother Doctor just straight up stripped Brother Vampire of his pants..."

"......" Although he came here with the intention of gossiping, he did not expect to gossip about such powerful content in the slightest. The werewolf butler, who knew that knowing too much would never end well, stood up in horror and without hesitation tucked the two little ones into his apron, turned his head around and thumped down the stairs, "Remember, never, ever listen to this situation again – they vampires have the most pride, and even if you two are still just kids, he may be able to silence you... do you understand? "

"Brother Dog is lying again, Brother Vampire loves Brother Doctor so much, he wouldn't hurt us!" Obviously half-believing the werewolf's words, the always meek and shy Xian Bei snapped first this time, and his face immediately sank.

Xian Bao nodded vigorously, blushing loudly and agreeing, "Liar! Brother Vampire is so nice, he even lent us his belt to play with!"

"What are you guys doing borrowing a belt from him – no, why would he actually lend it to you guys?!" It was really hard to tell where his focus should be. Feeling that the antique vampire's persona had taken a wild ride down the path of complete collapse, the werewolf shook his head muddledly, finally giving up the struggle once more and sighing heartily, "Well, you guys are right – even if it's the three of us gossiping, he's probably only going to silence me..."

The two young dragons, apparently not yet able to comprehend how difficult it was for the werewolf butler to survive, got together and muttered about it for a while before sticking their tongues out together towards their husky brother who had waddled away. Sneaking back in again, they scooted up to the doorway and carefully continued to peek inside.

As a standard weapon for vampire hunters, the effect of holy light bullets was obviously not to be underestimated. Fortunately, Wei Long's usual western slacks had just been replaced with thick jeans, and the effect of the burns was much lighter than expected, but it did leave bloody scars from hip to thigh.

Although he didn't know how much effect it would have, Doctor Shang carefully decontaminated him and meticulously applied the ointment for the burns carefully before finally straightening up and fetching a pair of his own slacks from the wardrobe and tossing them to him, "I don't suppose you have anything like pyjamas – wear these first, they're pure cotton and won't hurt too much even if they touch the wound."

The ointment was cool and the human hand warm. Recalling the feeling of that hand meticulously smearing the ointment behind him, for the first time, the pureblood king, who was extremely insensitive to temperature, felt a little annoyed. Obediently, he pulled his pants back on and sighed regretfully.

Hearing his sigh, Shang Haojia's hands suddenly stopped as he gathered his things. Finally unable to hide his concern, he frowned and quickly walked over: "How do you feel, does it hurt too much?"

"My dear, please don't worry about me, I really don't mind." Realising that his dutiful doctor was clearly thinking of something else, the vampire shook his head in a rush and propped himself up to smile at him, "I feel fine now, maybe – even better than most of the time... "

"Alright, even if you're afraid of me worrying again, there's no such thing as you confusing right and wrong." Shang Haojia helplessly laughed lightly, looking at the vampire who was struggling to move and sit up on his knees, and couldn't help but sigh lightly. He also couldn't bear to leave him alone any longer, so he took a step forward and gathered this worrying patient into his arms.

......!

The eyes of the pureblood king instantly flushed a faint pink when he was suddenly given a loving hug.

Sitting up straight, the vampire speculated on the psychology of his human. While holding his breath and planning to hug him back gracefully, he demonstrated in his mind how he would then fall on the bed and begin a natural, unpretentious French kiss. No sooner had he raised his arm than his human held his head down: "Stop dawdling and drink."

"......" The heartfelt, passionate French kiss shattered into a bubble with a pop. The vampire blinked in resignation and hesitantly mustered up the courage to try and make another deal: "My dear, actually-"

"You can't be willful now, do as you're told." Using his tone of coaxing children, Doctor Shang patted his own not-at-all-cooperative vampire gently, and his tone took on a little more of a coaxing style. "You've never been injured before, so I won't force you to drink if you don't want to. This time, you first had a broken arm and then suffered such a serious injury, it must be a huge drain on your strength – you're not planning on going to your relics now, are you?"

"Of course not, no matter what, I won't consider leaving here until after you retire." Hearing his human's enquiry, the vampire hastily shook his head resolutely to confess his heart before realising that he had apparently fallen inside the doctor's ruse and couldn't help but droop his shoulders in defeat: "My dear, your ruses are getting worse..."

"I have quite a few more tricks up my sleeve, do you want to be handcuffed?" Giving his vampire a gentle pat on the shoulder, the human doctor stood up straight, his face then taking on a professional and gracious smile.

Although he knew that slander was a very ungentlemanly act, the pureblood king, who had been educated by the elite since childhood, couldn't help but sigh, mentally cursing the hell out of the vampire hunter and shaking his head honestly, "My dear, you have to go to work tomorrow, so we might as well get some sleep... "

"If this reason can be used as an excuse for you not to eat, you can probably use it until I retire." Looking at the vampire whose eyes were full of resisting grievances every time he mentioned sucking blood, Doctor Shang, who barely had any vacations, couldn't help but chuckle lightly. Shaking his head helplessly, he took the other man back into his arms and patted his back soothingly, "How about you take a bite – just take one bite and try it, and I'll grant you a request, anything will do, okay?"

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Translator Notes

Please feel free to comment any mistakes I made so I can improve and do better as I go through the book.

Translated: May 7, 2022

Edited: August 24, 2023