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[physicianhealthyself]

Good day, one and all. For those who don't know, my name is Baizhu. I come to you with a very specific and perhaps unusual request. In particular - a request to those here who are, in some way or another, considered to be immortal in their own world.

I would appreciate if anyone willing would come by the Research Centre and supply me with a physical sample for research I am currently undertaking. This is of course entirely voluntary; there is no need to be alarmed.

If anyone with any concerns would prefer to speak with me face to face before coming to the centre please respond accordingly. I have put aside more than enough time for this eventuality.

Thank you for your attention.

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[wrotetheworld]

Don't worry, I've used one of these before. It's just been a long time.

[Try a whole other life ago. It took a bit of trial and error to get it right before he got a clear view, whistling under his breath.]

Never did see my own blood like that before.

ergghhhh I lost this tag somehow T^T

[physicianhealthyself]

[Baizhu nods, stepping back to give the man a little bit of space. It's funny, how easily he gives a bit of ground on letting someone in on what he's doing when they aren't being pushy about it... but it does track for the kind of person that he is. Even he won't deny how strongly he guards his own privacy.]

Fascinating, isn't it? I would have never had the opportunity without the level of technology here.

[His head tilts slightly as he smiles.]

I cannot help but wonder just how much there is left for me to learn.

No worries!

[wrotetheworld]

No microscopes where you're from then?

[He leaned back from the device.]

Can't say I know enough to tell if anything's different between mine and someone who isn't immortal. My expertises are in logistics, not biology.

[physicianhealthyself]

Nothing this advanced.

[Nothing where he could see everything with such unparalelled detail. Not in Liyue, at least! Perhaps they had such things in Sumeru but he could not imagine that they would easily relinquish one to him if he even had the funds to purchase one.

Baizhu taps his lower lip thoughtfully.]

And I will admit that I am learning as I go. Some differences are more easily seen than others. Shall we compare mine?

[wrotetheworld]

Sure, why not? You've got me curious about it too.

[Certainly doesn't have anything like a microscope where he's lived for the last sixty or so years, but started in a much more modern world.]

[physicianhealthyself]

[Baizhu lets out a soft hum and quickly looks across the various things he has placed about before he comes across a small instrument with a short needle attached to it. He pricks the tip of his finger with a small grimace, pressing a good-sized bead of blood onto a fresh slide before slipping it in under the microscope.

He has a quick look first, pausing as he scrutinises what he sees, then he steps back to let the other man have a look as well.]

What do you think?

[wrotetheworld]

[Shang Qinghua waited until Baizhu moved out of the way before leaning in to look through the microscope again.]

Honestly, I can't really tell the difference. Did you notice anything?

[physicianhealthyself]

Mm... I believe I do.

[Baizhu, with his various ailments and fragile health, has a near-comically high white blood count compared to someone healthy. That was something that was noticed by him immediately, though soon dismissed as irrelevant when he realised what it meant.]

Do you see that in my sample, there are a higher number of the larger cell types? It isn't entirely relevant to my research, but you might find it curious regardless.