“Who are you?”
“No, I’m the taxi driver who brought her here. Did you see her? She looked so weak and fragile. Ah, I’m really worried to death.”
This time the nurse said in a serious tone, “In the head nurse’s room, Room 307.”
“Ah, thank you, thank you. I really can’t rest easy leaving a little girl like her alone…”
“You should go over there quickly.”
The nurse said kindly.
“Yes, yes, yes.”
Hao Ren put on a sincere expression.
“307~”
Hao Ren walked nervously toward Room 307.
Hao Ren thought of Li Ruoxi’s appearance and twisted his neck in the corner of the stairwell where no one was around.
‘307, truly a nice-sounding number.’
Hao Ren touched the thin string in his pocket and made his steps look normal.
Inside the room, Li Ruoxi had already fallen asleep from exhaustion.
Seeing her sleeping soundly, Zhao Yueyue felt a soft pang in her heart.
“What exactly did this child go through? A little girl like this, reduced to such a state.”
She examined Li Ruoxi’s injuries; her snow-white skin was covered in bruises, some of the blood trapped beneath the surface, making her heart ache with pity.
“How did she end up like this…”
Zhao Yueyue gently applied medicine to her wounds, also treating the injuries on her feet.
Knock knock…
A knock came from outside the door.
Hao Ren peered through the glass.
After a moment, Zhao Yueyue came to the door.
After opening the door, Zhao Yueyue made a shushing gesture.
“She finally fell asleep, don’t disturb her.”
“Yes, yes, yes. Is she okay?”
“Her life is not in danger. But the physical injuries are severe, and her spirit is drained. She needs a good rest. Are you her…”
Hao Ren looked honest, but Zhao Yueyue wouldn’t trust someone so easily.
Some people look honest on the surface, but that’s just the facade.
“Ah, I saw her walking out of Jingjiang Garden just now, looking like this—I was worried to death.”
Hao Ren put on a look of regret and distress.
“I don’t know who did this, but if I catch them, I’ll beat them to a pulp. Absolutely inhuman, to lay a hand on a little girl like this.”
Zhao Yueyue nodded.
“Don’t come in. She needs quiet rest now.”
“Okay, okay, okay. As long as she’s fine.”
Hao Ren nodded sincerely.
“Then I’ll trouble you. I’ll go downstairs now. Oh, by the way, this is my business card. If she wakes up, please remember to contact me.”
“Okay,” Zhao Yueyue replied with a distant demeanor.
This person who brought Li Ruoxi here might be well-intentioned, but Li Ruoxi looked so weak and delicate, she really couldn’t rest easy leaving him here alone.
Hao Ren might be hiding something.
Zhao Yueyue’s woman’s intuition told her she couldn’t trust him.
“Mm, you go. I have nothing much to do anyway, so I can just watch over her here.”
Hao Ren nodded repeatedly and left without looking back.
The hospital was very quiet at night.
Li Ruoxi slept deeply.
It seemed this was the first time she had slept so peacefully since arriving in this world.
Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly.
In her dream, she seemed to be doing some activity.
Zhao Yueyue sat beside her, watching Li Ruoxi’s pitifully charming appearance, chin resting on her hand, just gazing.
Outside the window, a light rain began to patter down, bringing a rare touch of coolness to the sweltering city.
Zhao Yueyue closed the window a little, then returned to her seat to watch Li Ruoxi.
Li Ruoxi was as delicate as a porcelain doll, with fair, tender skin.
Perhaps due to her recent experiences, her brows were slightly furrowed, and her sleeping posture slowly curled up like a baby.
Zhao Yueyue thoughtfully pulled the blanket over her.
On the other side, Hao Ren, seeing the rain, tightened his grip on the thin string in his pocket.
No one saw the morbid smile on his face.
“It’s raining. The rain is so cold… I can’t let those young girls catch a chill for no reason, hehehehe…”
He stepped on the half-smoked cigarette, glanced around, turned, and went back into the hospital.
“307… 307…”
No one expected that a demon had entered the hospital.
Inside the medicine room, Zhao Yueyue dozed off by the bed.
Her steady breathing meant she had fallen asleep.
In the dark room, a pair of bright eyes watched the two prey.
A thin string, invisible in the darkness, rustled as it bound the two of them.
Hao Ren groped in the dark, relying on the memory of just two glances, and accurately took the medicines he needed from the glass cabinet.
Everything was so steady, not a single tremor in his movements.
He covered Zhao Yueyue’s mouth and nose with a towel. As for Li Ruoxi,
Hao Ren thought of a better method.
…
…
Li Ruoxi felt she had slept very comfortably, never so refreshed.
She felt so good that every pore seemed to open.
‘Hmm? Haven’t woken up yet? Or is the plot resetting?’
Feeling the restraints on her hands and feet, Li Ruoxi froze for a moment.
As she moved, the ropes tightened and rubbed against her wounds.
Hiss…
She instinctively started an action but stopped halfway.
She felt she had been spread out like the character (big), lying on a cold iron bed.
A spotlight shone down like an operating table.
Li Ruoxi’s eyes were blinded by the strong light.
She covered her eyes with her hand and barely opened a slit.
A figure in a white coat, male build…
Li Ruoxi’s heart skipped a beat.
‘How did I wake up to this…’
A bad premonition spread through her heart.
Her heart pounded with nervousness…
‘I must have run into some strange situation again.’
“Happy? Surprised?”
A simple, honest voice, carrying a strange excitement.
Hao Ren pulled over a stand with surgical tools.
On it were knives and forceps of various sizes.
Li Ruoxi caught a glimpse and grew even more panicked.
Compared to the vampire’s kind, this was raw physical damage.
Her throat was dry and hoarse.
Just as she tried to speak, Hao Ren suddenly handed her a cup.
Inside was dark red blood, slightly congealed, with bloodstains clinging to the rim.
“Here, you must be thirsty. You haven’t drunk water for a long time. I specially prepared this for you. Don’t worry, it’s not yours.”
Hao Ren’s gaze shifted to a cross in the darkness, where a figure was bound like Jesus, hands nailed to the wooden frame with long spikes.
Her clothes were disheveled, revealing black lace underwear underneath.
Her white nurse’s uniform was stained with large patches of blood.
She was barely alive, seemingly about to breathe her last.
Blood dripped from her wrist, drop by drop.
Her face was probably drained of color.
“You… what did you do to her?!”
Li Ruoxi said agitatedly.
Why did she have to involve the people around her in suffering?
‘What does this pervert want?’
She hadn’t expected things to develop like this—not only beyond her expectations, but also such uncontrollable events.
“Didn’t I see that you were thirsty? So I gave you something to drink. Oh ho ho, or do you want to drink mine?”
Hao Ren suddenly took off his mask and smiled at Li Ruoxi.
He downed the cup of blood in one gulp, then casually picked up a scalpel and slashed it sharply across his own wrist.
Thick, fresh blood instantly sprayed onto his own face.
Li Ruoxi struggled to turn her head away, but Hao Ren, in his excitement, forcibly twisted her back and placed his bleeding wrist at her lips.
Crazed and perverted, he said, “Come on, don’t you want to drink mine?”
His eyes gleamed with excitement, his body trembling slightly.
Suddenly, he stabbed the scalpel deep into Li Ruoxi’s abdomen.
Li Ruoxi’s eyes shot open.
A tearing sensation in her abdomen sent an indescribable pain to her brain.
Her throat was torn open by the pain, and she let out a sudden, loud scream—
AAAHHH—
…
Vivian looked around the room.
There was no one inside.
Only a large scattering of debris on the floor.
She wore a black dress and was barefoot.
Her ivory calves were visible beneath the skirt.
She crouched down and picked up a bloodstained shard.
She sniffed it…
“Taken here…”
Vivian licked it.
The information in the blood was captured by her.
Her eyes filled with murderous intent.
She said coldly, “Brooke, you’re asking for death.”
“Hurry… save her…”
Li Qing groaned weakly from the corner, barely alive.
The Turtle Breath Technique had worn off, and he could only gamble that this person had come to save Li Ruoxi.
“How are you still alive?”
Vivian was surprised.
Could a human survive a vampire’s attack?
“Where did she go?”
Vivian asked coldly.
She walked over and bent down.
Li Qing saw this black-clad beauty and his heart pounded traitorously, especially when her fingers touched his blood and she slowly brought them to her lips.
“I know.”
The image of Li Ruoxi’s final escape appeared in Vivian’s mind.
She suddenly thought of that taxi driver…
She remembered that a limping person had gotten into that car.
She had only glanced at the time and hadn’t thought much of it.
Now she remembered.
“You’ve left, but only to fall into another tiger’s den. Heh, what a hateful woman. Always making me worry… Fine, if that’s what you want.”
Li Qing listened uncomprehendingly, and then Vivian knocked him unconscious.
“This human saved you, so I’ll spare his life.”
…
In the dark room, the bright operating table light.
On it, a young girl gasped heavily, occasionally coughing and choking.
Blood stained the entire abdomen of her clothes, seeping through the wound onto the fabric.
Li Ruoxi, in pain, tried to cover her wound, but Hao Ren guessed her intention.
Hao Ren’s honest-looking face split into a grin.
“Does it hurt? You have to tell me.”
He twisted the long scalpel, a gentle smile on his face.
“I love helping people the most. Why won’t you let me help you? Really.”
The knife stuck straight in.
He took out a tissue, lifted the corner of her clothes, and pressed it heavily over Li Ruoxi’s wound, applying pressure.
Li Ruoxi’s face contorted in pain again.
She struggled and twisted, but it was useless.
“Pain is right.”
Hao Ren showed a satisfied smile.
He was very pleased with Li Ruoxi’s reaction.
“How can we have no audience at a time like this?”
Hao Ren walked over to the other cross and stabbed Zhao Yueyue awake.
“This person cares about you a lot. Just now she was worried about my identity. I’m just a little warm-hearted. This rainy day is so cold, you two are so afraid of the cold, it’s better to die. Then you won’t have to fear the pain.”
Zhao Yueyue was barely alive, head hanging down, awakened by the pain.
As a nurse, she knew her current injuries.
She could at most hold out until dawn, and then it was up to fate.
The disheveled clothes bothered her a little, but now her life was in the hands of this bastard.
And… that girl was also…
Zhao Yueyue saw the bright red blood on the operating table.
“You… hurting a… a little girl… what kind of man are you…”
AAAAA!!!
A scream of agony burst from Zhao Yueyue’s mouth—