Chapter 91 Offline Treatment

Adrian spoke very naturally, as if he was just talking about something very ordinary.

Morris's Adam's apple rolled, and he lowered his eyes suddenly when he met Fabian's inquiring gaze.

That secret feeling of shuddering surged up from his heart, and soon spread along his heart, to his internal organs, and finally penetrated into every inch of his skin.

That's it, tell them I'm yours, tell them you only want me.

Morris clenched his fists again. The dark purple color in his pupils became more intense, and his previous anger towards Fabian dissipated a lot in an instant.

This way no female insect will dare to covet you.

Fabian was silent for a few seconds after hearing this. He looked between the two insects in front of him and smiled with an ambiguous smile.

He seemed to have lost interest in Adrian in an instant, and said in a dull tone: "Sir, I can prescribe some kidney pills for you. But your condition looks quite serious, so it's best to have a kidney function test."

As he spoke, he wrote a string of illegible worm-like words on Adrian's medical record, and then handed the bill to Adrian: "Please go to the window on the first floor to pay for the medicine."

Adrian: “…”

He looked at the list in front of him without reacting, and asked, "Can you cure my illness in this way?"

"Of course, drugs alone won't work." Fabian put on the gold-framed glasses next to him and said, "Sir, the abilities of male insects are closely related to their own levels."

"Your female looks very high-ranking," Fabian said, glancing at Morris' figure. He continued to say to Edrien, "The difference in rank between him and you is the root cause of your current situation."

Adrian took the medical form and asked, "Will this be effective?"

"Of course." Fabian repeated. He looked at the slightly curly white hair on Adrien's face and his eyes softened. "Narrowing the gap between your levels is the only way now. After that, everything will develop in a good direction."

"Okay." Adrian stood up, folded the hospital bill in his hand and put it in his pocket, then stepped aside to make way for Morris.

He used these questions to test Fabian's medical skills, and Fabian gave him fairly correct answers.

Edrian's yang energy was low, and he was unable to deeply mark Morris, nor could he calm his often chaotic mind.

It wasn't because he had died once, nor was it because his male body was weak.

The root cause lies in his rank.

After Adrien's level was raised in his previous life, these problems were solved.

Fabian was able to draw the final conclusion just by listening to Edrien's description, which was enough to show that he was extraordinary. At least he was not a quack doctor who could only prescribe medicine for diseases and insects.

"Doctor, my queen's eyes are seriously injured, please take a look at him."

Morris walked forward and sat down opposite Fabian, and saw Fabian twirling the pen in his hand.

The slap marks on Fabian's face still showed no signs of swelling. He clicked on the data on the computer and looked at Morris after comparing them. "This gentleman told me about you before. How do you feel now?"

Morris said, "The corner of my eye is still cracked these days, and there is blood inside."

Fabian wrote a few sentences about insects on a piece of paper. He lowered his head and asked, "Does it itch?"

Morris: Occasionally.

Fabian asked, "What's the specific situation?"

Morris recalled and said, "It was very itchy when I first got hurt, but it started to get better after I took some medicine. Now I've stopped taking the medicine for a few days and it's not working, but I still feel a little itchy every few hours."

"Did you bring the medicine? Let me see it." Fabian put down his pen and looked at them.

Adrian was prepared. He placed the medicine box on the table and said, "This is the medicine I used before."

"Oh?" Fabian picked up the medicine box. He pinched the surface of the medicine box and saw a small triangle mark on the corner of the cover. "Is this the royal medicine?"

All royal medicines have corresponding marks on them to highlight the authority of the Murikhera family. Other insects may not understand this triangular medical mark, but doctors of the insect tribe can recognize it at a glance.

Adrien nodded and said, "This is indeed the royal ointment. My queen didn't see any effect from it, so I want to try something else."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly thought of something and asked, "Doctor, I saw Prince A'ran outside before. Why did he come to your place?"

The empire arranged a special royal doctor for each prince, and A'ran was no exception. He had always been in poor health and needed the royal doctor's company.

But today he actually left the palace and came here to see Fabian for treatment.

Fabian put down the medicine box in his hand and said, "Prince Aran's previous royal physician has resigned. I am now his new royal physician."

Adrian: “…”

He was silent for a moment, then asked, "So who are you now?"

Fabian smiled at Edrien. The swelling on his right cheek had not gone down, but the color of the slap mark on it had faded a lot. "Sir, can't I do two jobs? Even if he is a prince, he can't force me to work anywhere. I am free."

The data surrounding the sphere shuddered, as if it recalled something familiar, and it raised its body to look at Fabian.

Fabian had thick black hair and his gold-rimmed eyes occasionally flashed with coldness. When he spoke, he would always raise the corners of his lips inadvertently, but his facial features were completely unfamiliar to me.

Gouchu Tuosheng stared at him hesitantly for a few seconds. The data on his body rolled around, and after finding nothing out of the ordinary, Gouchu Tuosheng pressed his body back onto Edrian's head.

Edrien had not thought that Fabian had this identity. He thought for a moment and said, "This box of medicine was given to Prince Aran by the royal doctor before him."

Fabian seemed to have expected this. He said, "The previous doctor has left the palace for some unknown reason. I suggest that you should not use these medicines anymore."

"Okay," Edrien said, "So how is Morris doing now?"

"Sir, don't worry. I'm just about to examine him." Fabian took out a set of extremely thin medical gloves from the cabinet next to him. The surface of the gloves was completely white, and when they were put on the hands, it was like a layer of porcelain white glaze.

Fabian let Morris lean his head back on the special medical equipment behind him. The light inside the machine was turned on, and the dazzling white light instantly shone on Morris' face.

"Brother, relax." Fabian pressed his fingers around Morris' eyes. His wound was full of blood and the area around his eyes was swollen and purple. "Open your eyes slowly."