Kapitel 534: What if the only doctor here has been out of commission for seven decades?

After our dear inventors worked non-stop for a night and day, they came to us after dinner with a needle in their hands and eyes sparkling like a pair of mad scientists. 

Their victim, fortunately, wasn't me.

"Can I...do it myself?" Natha, on a rare occurrence, swallowed nervously. 

"Why, Big Boss? You're scared?" Izzy and Neel, perhaps in need of much sleep, giggled like third-rate villains. 

The scene wasn't much better with the appearance of a black-clothed vampire with twinkling blood-red eyes smiling behind them.

"Of course I'm scared," Natha had no qualms about admitting it. "None of you have the experience."

It was actually a very rational excuse. Among us, the one with the most--or rather, any--of doing injections at all was Natha. Even though he was only there for two months, he received Nathanael's muscle memory and practiced a lot...with me.

Right, he was actually my attending physician for a bit. That being said...