Quick Wear: The Law of Salvation of Cannon Fodder

Chapter 208 The Vampire Who Fears Blood 3

"Why are you following me?"

Xie Qi frowned slightly, one hand already on the door handle of the counseling room. Just as he was about to push the door open, he felt a figure following him closely.

Xie Qi turned around and found that it was Yinxuan who had been following him.

Yin Xuan looked at him calmly and said slowly, "Master, to prevent you from fainting in public, I must stay by your side at all times."

Xie Qi shook his head helplessly, waved at Yinxuan, and said, "Not now, just do what you should do! I came to see the teacher because I have some private matters to discuss, it's not convenient for you to be here." After that, he cast his gaze at the closed door again.

After hearing what Xie Qi said, Yinxuan did not turn around and leave immediately. Instead, he raised his head and his eyes fell on the sign on the door with the big words "Psychological Counseling Room" engraved on it.

After a moment's silence, he asked softly, "Master, are you going to treat your illness?"

You know, vampires have strong physiques and self-healing abilities, and are rarely troubled by diseases.

There were very few people like the original owner who needed help due to a special condition like blood phobia. And usually, only those vampires of inferior quality or impure blood were prone to various strange diseases.

The original owner himself had suffered a lot of ridicule and mockery because of his blood phobia. If he really walked into this psychological counseling room for treatment, it would be tantamount to admitting that he was no different from those inferior vampires.

Therefore, although the original owner was well aware of his physical condition, he was always unwilling to see a human doctor.

However, the person standing here now wasn't the original owner, but Xie Qi. Facing Yin Xuan's question, he nodded without hesitation and replied frankly, "That's right. So you don't have to follow me. I'll contact you once I've sorted things out here."

After hearing this, Yinxuan hesitated for a long time and finally nodded, indicating that he no longer insisted on following in.

Because he also knew in his heart that if Xie Qi could successfully overcome his own psychological problems, then perhaps Xie Qi would never again suffer discrimination and contempt from the vampires.

Ever since his parents entrusted him to the Duke and made him Xie Qi's attendant, Yin Xuan knew his fate was tied to Xie Qi's. Therefore, he also hoped that Xie Qi would become stronger.

At this time, Wen Ze was sitting in front of the large desk, concentrating on handling the official documents at hand.

Suddenly, the crisp sound of a door lock turning broke the original quiet atmosphere in the room. His keen hearing instantly caught the unusual noise, so he raised his head and looked towards the door.

When he saw the figure standing there clearly, he couldn't help but be slightly shocked. The person in front of him was actually a vampire.

You know, in this aristocratic college, in order to clearly distinguish between human students and vampire students, the school has put a lot of effort into designing their school uniforms.

The main color of the human students' uniforms is dark blue, while the vampire students all wear unique clothing made of pure black and dark red.

Therefore, it is easy to identify the racial category of the other person at a glance.

Since Wen Ze has never had a good impression of vampires, he usually chooses to turn a blind eye and a deaf ear to his classmates who are also vampires.

He didn't even think that a vampire would come to his consulting room.

So, after just a quick glance at Xie Qi, he lowered his head again and continued to work on the unfinished business in his hands, and said coldly: "You've come to the wrong place, please go back."

But what Wen Ze never expected was that after he finished saying this, Xie Qi not only had no intention of turning around and leaving, but instead walked straight towards him.

Xie Qi came to the table and sat down in the chair next to it as if no one was around.

In this way, the two of them sat opposite each other, with only an extremely wide and solid wooden table lying between them.

Xie Qi casually placed his arms on the wooden table, then spoke in a calm yet slightly reserved tone, "Teacher, I'm here to see a doctor."

Upon hearing this, Wen Ze, who was originally busy with the matter at hand, suddenly stopped.

Then, he slowly put down what he was working on, and then leaned back slightly, lazily leaning on the back of the chair.

At the same time, his slender and powerful hands were naturally folded in front of his chest, and he looked at Xie Qi opposite him with a smile.

"Vampires can have psychological problems?" he whispered, with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

Xie Qi's expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure and said gently, "Is fainting at the sight of blood a psychological problem?"

Wen Ze narrowed his eyes, his gaze like a sharp sword, as if to pierce Xie Qi's heart.

"Oh?" He dragged out his voice, "So you are that strange flower."

Xie Qi was completely baffled by Wen Ze's words. Why did he feel like his wife was a bit scheming in this life?

Xie Qi coughed lightly, then asked, "Teacher, is my situation considered a psychological problem?"

Upon hearing this, Wen Ze raised one eyebrow slightly, a faint smile appearing on his delicate face. He replied calmly, "Yes, fainting due to blood can indeed be caused by psychological factors."

After saying that, Wen Ze gracefully opened the drawer of the table in front of him, took out a piece of paper as white as snow, and handed it to Xie Qi: "Fill this out."

Xie Qi reached out and took the paper. He quickly scanned the paper and saw the questions. Xie Qi asked doubtfully, "These questions don't seem to be about the symptoms of blood phobia, right?"

However, Wen Ze simply picked up the coffee on the table, took a sip, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile. There was a hint of cunning in his eyes, and he said slowly, "I know, I'm too lazy to print a new one."

Hearing this, Xie Qi had no choice but to obediently take the questions about vampire bullying and start answering them.

Question 1: What would you do if you were bullied by a vampire classmate?

Xie Qi replied: Pull out his teeth and stick them in his nostrils

Question 2: Do you feel that you are inferior and therefore should be enslaved by vampires?

Xie Qi replied: Vampires are shit.

Question 3: What do you think about the fact that vampires cannot control their desire to suck blood and even ignore human wishes and force humans to become blood slaves?

Xie Qi replied: A group of mammals that have not yet been weaned and are looking for a wet nurse.

Xie Qi also answered all the subsequent questions as a human. At this moment, he completely forgot that he was also a vampire and scolded himself.

When Wen Ze received the questionnaire filled out by Xie Qi, a look of surprise appeared on his face. The answers in this questionnaire were so different from what a normal vampire would answer. It was hard to believe that this had come from the hand of a vampire.

For a moment, Wen Ze couldn't help but wonder: What exactly is the purpose of this vampire in front of him? Has he been pretending all this time?

At this moment, Wen Ze re-examined Xie Qi. His sharp gaze, like two bolts of lightning, fell directly on Xie Qi. Being stared at like that, Xie Qi felt extremely uncomfortable all over.

Finally, after a long silence, Wen Ze slowly spoke, breaking the deadlock. He reached into a drawer and pulled out a sharp utility knife, toying with it casually. The blade flashed with a cold light, giving people a chill.

At the same time, Wen Ze smiled, stared closely at Xie Qi, and said softly, "To be honest, I still can't believe that a vampire would faint at the sight of blood."

As soon as Wen Ze finished speaking, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Before Xie Qi could react, he quickly picked up the utility knife and lightly scratched his slender fingers without hesitation.

In an instant, scarlet blood gushed out from the wound, dripping down like beads from a broken string, and landed squarely on the piece of paper where Xie Qi had just written the answer.

Looking at Wen Ze's bloody fingers, Xie Qi's heart suddenly tightened. He subconsciously stood up and wanted to rush forward to help Wen Ze press on the bleeding wound.

But the moment he stood up, he was suddenly struck by a strong sense of dizziness, and the world before his eyes began to spin. Xie Qi felt his legs go weak, unable to support his body weight, and he staggered and fell to the ground again.

At this moment, Wen Ze looked at Xie Qi lying on the ground, and a trace of doubt arose in his heart. Could it be that this guy really fainted from blood?

Thinking of this, Wen Ze slowly walked to Xie Qi's side, squatted down, and carefully looked at Xie Qi lying on the ground. After a moment, he said to himself: "Is he really fainted? Why not bury him..."

After all, the man in front of him was the Duke's son. If he missed this perfect opportunity, he would probably never find another chance to kill the Duke's son.

As he thought about it, Wen Ze stretched out his right hand and pinched Xie Qi's fair cheek. He applied a little force, and Xie Qi's cheek turned red.

Wen Ze didn’t let go of his hand until Xie Qi’s face was about to swell up, and muttered to himself: “Forget it…”

After saying that, Wen Ze stood up, dragged the unconscious Xie Qi to lie on the sofa next to him, and ignored him.