Who would have thought he was a vampire?

Chapter 1 1

1.

My name is Yingrushi.

He is the director of a mental hospital.

Due to poor management.No money to hire staff.

At the same time, I am honored to be the attending physician, therapist, kitchen master, cleaner, front desk (enough)

someday.

I was returning to the hospital from my dad's funeral when I got a call.

The other party said that he wanted to discuss with me.

"Negotiate".

The words are quite advanced.

Sounds like a rich man.

As a poor ghost.

I happily agreed to meet him.

And he has already thought of a hundred ways to blackmail him.

This man came to my office.

He looks upright and has temperament.

It's just too white.

The mouth is too red.It's like drinking blood every day.

And... His two canine teeth are too sharp, aren't they?

I wonder if it has been sanded with sandpaper?

He sat down.

He introduced himself gracefully.

"My name is Gabriel Santoas May Bruch," he said.

...the name is quite long.

is a cruel man.

After speaking, he took out a purple/black/color/, thick and long thing.

……

I took it out of my pocket.

What do you think.

Irregular.

He spread this strangely shaped medal on the palm of his hand and held it in front of my eyes.

Solemnly said: "This is the medal of my Bruch family."

A series of question marks appeared in my head.

What did he say?

then.

He said to me mysteriously.

"To tell you the truth, I am the seventh generation vampire of the Bruch family."

I:"……"

3.

As a psychiatrist.

I haven't seen any big wind and big waves.

The petrel flapping its arms every day.

Ultraman with a water gun everywhere.

Ba La La Xiao Moxian who is waving a big spoon.

Am I still afraid that he is a vampire?

4.

I tore through the case book and wrote the words "paranoia" in front of him.

me.

It is frank and frank.

I think he is mentally ill.

I dare to write it in front of his face.

Anyway, he couldn't read my words.

joke.

I am a doctor.

I took his word for it.

"Okay, Mr. Vampire, are your family members coming with you?"

He is very sad.

"My immediate blood relatives have all died in jihad."

Communication fails.

I drop my pen.

5.

So I wanted to check his credentials.

He readily gave me his ID.

Pointing to the column of the name, said: "Liang Qingshan is my Chinese name. You can call me that."

He was very embarrassed and said: "After all, if you keep calling me Mr. Vampire, others will know my mysterious identity."

I say.

"Okay, Mr. Vampire."

I took his ID card.

Let's not talk about how good-looking the ID photo is.

None of this matters.

Let's talk about why the race column says "blood"? ? ?

Bloodlines? ? ?

Let's talk about the date of birth.

1234 5 Month 6 Day.

China has a history of 5000 years.

It's almost the same with you? ?

Witnesses of Chinese civilization? ? ?

6.

Today's society is developing too fast.

Mental patients have learned to forge documents.

7.

This psychopath is tricky.

I am devastated.

He spoke to me first.

he ask me.

"Can we talk about things? Mr. Ying."

I say.

"of course can."

He said.

"To be honest, I want to buy your father's coffin board."

I:"……?"

he said again.

"If your father has already been buried, I can dig him up."

I'm going to fuck you.

How dare you say that about my dad.

I'm going to put you down now