My vampire princess wants to repay a debt of gratitude.

“Strictly speaking, your current physical condition is not much different from mine. If you want, you can control your senses and shut down your sense of smell. It’s very easy to do.”

Ye Zimo suggested, and Lin Mo nodded, trying to shut down his sense of smell. Sure enough, the surrounding air seemed to become fresher.

Xiaoju frowned: "Isn't it just the smell of a hospital? Why do we need to shut down our sense of smell?"

"There is a scent that only wizards can smell."

What does it taste like?

Xiaoju was very curious.

Ye Zimo said calmly, "Demon."

"There really are demons here. Could it be that little nurse who sewed up the doll for Xiaoju?"

Lin Mo stroked his chin and began to guess.

At this moment, the three of them had reached the information desk in the lobby, where the same nurse was present.

The young nurse, dressed in a pink uniform and wearing a pink nurse's cap, had a pretty face and fair skin. She was watching a Korean drama and letting out a clear laugh.

Hearing footsteps, the nurse reached out, tapped the pause button on her phone screen, looked up at them, and her curious gaze suddenly turned into joy.

"Do I need to be hospitalized or make an appointment?"

She stood up happily, as if her boring life had finally encountered some excitement, and seemed a little too excited.

"Find someone."

Ye Zimo said calmly.

The nurse only then noticed Xiao Ju next to Ye Zi Mo. Because Ye Zi Mo was so beautiful, few people could take their eyes off her, which caused her to overlook Lin Mo and Xiao Ju.

"Chen Tie's cousin? Didn't she already take his things last time?"

She tilted her head and said.

"That stitched-together doll isn't Chen Tie's."

Xiaoju's chubby little face tensed up, making her look very serious.

"Because you're not Chen Tie's cousin either, you lied to me, so I'll lie to you too."

The nurse burst into laughter, laughing so hard her whole body was shaking: "Hahahaha, hahahahaha!"

Just then, two people in white coats suddenly rushed out from the back of the corridor: "Number 15, you're impersonating a nurse again. Change your clothes back and move into your room."

"Oh, I'm the nurse. How did you two patients get out here?"

The nurse picked up her phone and initially appeared calm, but as two people in white coats approached, she turned and ran, escaping to the second floor.

One of the doctors in white coats went to catch her, while the other watched Lin Mo and the others.

What do you want?

Lin Mo and the others hadn't yet recovered from the absurd scene they'd just witnessed when they heard the cold voice of the doctor in the white coat, and that brought them back to their senses.

Ye Zimo rubbed her temples: "I'm looking for your dean."

"The hospital director is performing surgery. Please schedule an appointment with another chief physician."

The man in the white coat said something indifferently and turned to leave.

Lin Mo looked around and found that apart from the information desk, the registration and payment windows on the first floor were empty.

If the nurses at the information desk are also patients, then this hospital is too eerie.

Chapter 172 Surgery

In the empty lobby on the first floor, Ye Zimo, Lin Mo, and Xiao Ju were left standing there.

The man in the white coat turned around, muttering something to himself while scratching his hair.

Then, Lin Mo saw him scratch off his hair, large clumps of it falling to the ground, and even some of his scalp was torn off, bleeding profusely, but he seemed to feel nothing.

Lin Mo swallowed hard, looking at the bizarre and eerie white coat in front of him.

"He...is he also a patient?"

"Apart from their hospital director, everyone here is a patient."

Ye Zimo said calmly, "This place wasn't called Beishan Mental Hospital before; it was a research institute."

"graduate School???"

Lin Mo and Xiao Ju both exclaimed in unison, expressing their great surprise.

"Let's go to the operating room."

Ye Zimo walked to the elevator, pressed the button skillfully, and Lin Mo and Xiao Ju followed her into the elevator.

This time, there was no voltage instability, and the incandescent lights in the elevator cooperated by emitting a steady, soft white light.

Ye Zimo walked to the operating room next to the third floor, where a sign said surgery was in progress.

Without hesitation, she pushed open the operating room door. Lin Mo and Xiao Ju wanted to say something, but ultimately remained silent.

Lin Mo felt that disturbing the doctor during the surgery seemed inappropriate.

What if someone needs to be resuscitated?

There were no nurses in the operating room, only a very handsome man in a white coat and gold-rimmed glasses. His face was deathly pale, as if he had never seen the sun, and his lips were slightly purple.

He was holding a scalpel, dismembering a strangely shaped monster.

There were two beds in the operating room. One bed held the poor monster, and the other held an unconscious human.

Noticing someone walk in, he merely twitched his nose, didn't turn his head, and coldly said, "Don't disturb me while I'm performing surgery, Lilith."

"What are you doing?"

Ye Zimo asked calmly.

Lin Mo was stunned by what he saw, and Xiao Ju held her breath in surprise.

They witnessed the doctor transplant the monster's heart into a human body and then quickly stitch up the human's wounds.

He smiled slightly: "Another experiment completed. Number 35, wake up."

The patient lying in bed suddenly opened his eyes and then giggled: "Doctor, thank you. Hehehe, doctor, why am I laughing? Hehehe, doctor, I don't want to laugh."

"This is just a minor side effect, but your heart condition is completely cured."

The man, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and resembling the dean, spoke.

"Thank you so much, doctor, hehehe, I'd like to dance for you."

Then, the patient rolled off the bed and jumped up, waving his arms and legs excitedly.

Lin Mo was so embarrassed he almost had cancer, because his dance was really awful.

But as they watched, Lin Mo couldn't help but jump up with him, and Xiao Ju too.

No, Xiaoju had already jumped up and down with him on her own initiative. The two of them were like the most ridiculous clowns in a circus, jumping around happily.

Mark struggled to control his hands and feet to avoid making such a fool of himself in front of the vampire.

Ye Zimo snapped her fingers lightly, and Xiao Ju seemed to come back to her senses, realizing the ugly and ridiculous dance she had just performed. Her face turned bright red, and she retreated behind Lin Mo, like a cat that had just lost face.

"Don't worry, this is just a minor side effect."

The man, who appeared to be the dean, gave a gentle smile and then waved his hand. The person who had previously removed his scalp and was wearing a white coat suddenly appeared at the door.

"Take him to the ward and have him hospitalized for observation."

The man, who appeared to be the hospital director, gave the order. The doctor in the white coat, whose scalp was bleeding, nodded and left the operating room with the dancer, number 35.

At this moment, the monster lying on the hospital bed had completely lost its breath.

He took off his disposable surgical gloves, washed his hands, turned to look at Ye Zimo, and pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses: "You needed something?"

Ye Zimo threw the sealed sewn doll onto him.

"Lilith, how could I make something so boring?"

"Your wizard made this?"

Ye Zimo frowned.

"Wizard? I dissected the wizard long ago. Sigh, in the end, he's still just a human. His constitution is just different from that of a demon."

The dean seemed very regretful; he pushed up his glasses and took off his white coat.

He was wearing an exquisite suit that accentuated his sharp, inverted triangle physique. When he took off his jacket, he looked exactly like a domineering CEO, except that his face was deathly pale, like a blank sheet of paper.

Hearing their conversation, Lin Mo had already guessed the dean's identity. He was also a vampire and had even killed his family's contracted wizard.

This vampire is a pervert, completely different from a bloodsucker.

The dean looked at Xiaoju: "I've seen you before. You came here a while ago. This sewn doll was made on the 15th. She likes to give gifts."

"She's not a wizard, so why would she make something like this?"

Ye Zimo asked without a trace of emotion.

The dean stroked his smooth chin, his brown eyes suddenly turning blood red, and said with fanaticism:

"That's her ability. Number 15 has the ability to turn anything she touches into a dream guide. Many people misunderstand her power and think that the things she creates are some kind of magical items, but in reality, they are just ordinary dream guides."

What is a dream guide?

Xiaoju asked curiously.

"You can think of it as an instrument that makes people dream."

"How could an ordinary person possess such power?"

Lin Mo frowned.

The dean revealed a sinister smile: "Because I performed surgery on her. I transplanted the brain of a dream-eating tapir into her. Now she feeds on human dreams, so anything she touches becomes a dream guide. As long as you send out the dream guide, you can harvest a continuous stream of dreams. She seems to like eating nightmares, so have you been having nightmares lately but can't remember what you dreamed about?"

The dean looked at Xiaoju, who couldn't help but tremble and nodded repeatedly.

"Young lady, do you want power? I can see that you crave power. Why not accept my treatment and become my next patient?"

The dean suddenly appeared in front of Xiaoju, only 3cm away.