The doctor who was kept in captivity by the sickly lynx decided to fight back

No one can find out that she is transporting Dr.

Only a few people can recognize the doctor's breath... But among the "senators" of Rhode Island, one is busy in the operating room, one is playing the violin, and one has already been mailed.

She'll soon be in for a feast.Of course she would not send the lovely doctor to be cremated, she would just push the doctor back to her office and enjoy it slowly.

By the way... I have to post something.

Warfarin thought for a while, stopped pushing the bed, took out the phone from her pocket, and opened a contact.

[Transfer: Please receive the payment, 5000 Longmen coins. ——By Doc. Warfarin, on UChat.】

By the way, I sent a line of words:

[The goods have been received, thanks for the clues. 】

There was a quick message back:

[Don't divulge the secret.If the secret is leaked, it will be inconvenient for the next cooperation.clear? 】

【clear. 】

A short deal, but Warfarin is a big hit.

She lives a long life and doesn't have high consumption habits, so she can still get 5000 Longmen Coins casually; but such a delicacy as the doctor's is really rare for hundreds of years...

Hmm... that mouthful just now was simply too explosive.The vampire who had been abstinent for a long time took a mouthful of pure blood, and enjoyed the soft soles of his feet...

Simply, simply amazing!

And in the next time, this kind of enjoyment will continue.

Warfarin already knows some of the Doctor's "secrets", and she will naturally put them to good use.She couldn't claim the Doctor all to herself, but at least these days, the Doctor... was hers.

No, her food, her source of pleasure.

She walked to the door of an office.The sign on the door reads in standard print:

[Blood laboratory, enter with caution. Doc. Warfarin】

This is her own laboratory.The scale is small, not comparable to Kelsey's old "mansion"; however, it is also a wonderful thing to use as a cozy small restaurant.

There should be some time for anesthesia.Warfarin hummed a little song, pushed open the door, pushed the unconscious kitten in, walked into the room, and finally locked the door firmly.

She did not turn on the light, but from the cabinet

He took out a few dry oil lamps from the box, replaced them with brand new wicks one by one, and filled them with sufficient fuel.

Her movements are very delicate.

——What will be held next is a feast that is rare in a hundred years. As a devout Gorefiend, it is natural to treat this precious delicacy bestowed on you by fate with the highest etiquette.

She lit the matches, patiently lit the oil lamps one by one, and surrounded the house;

Then, he picked up the motionless kitten and placed it on the experimental table in the middle of the room.

Wow, so beautiful.

Such a cute doctor, such a cute kitten...

Has this cute little guy lost his memory?How will she react when she wakes up?

Psychological considerations are also an important part of eating.Warfarin fantasized about the blood-soaking situation that would follow, while arranging her clothes for the food she was about to eat.

No, it's not so much "tidying up" as it is naked undressing...

First, she tore off the hated cloak for a tablecloth;

Then, the collar of the underwear was loosened a little, just like the small opening before tearing off the package, so that the whiteness reflected and shone in the air-conditioning, adding a unique temptation and color to the ingredients;

then……

Well, the dull little feet don't seem to need extra care.The wet toes, the holes in the stockings, and the small wounds on the soles of the feet are also wonderful artistic structures.

The buckle has already been prepared on the operating table.Originally, it seemed to be a hospital bed for mentally ill patients, but Kelsey and Warfarin, two doctors who have nothing to do with psychiatry, have one in their respective laboratories...

Intriguing.Kelsey, that old guy, probably tied up the cute kitten, and then did a lot of indescribable things to her, right?

The lock is locked.The little cat's limbs were completely fixed, and it was useless for her to break free.

And then...

Warfarin poured a small cup of liquid medicine made from spirits, and passed it under You'er's nose.The latter's sensitive nose immediately began to twitch.

It's time to wake up.

Then, in struggle, be eaten by me...

Doctor, and... kitty?

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……

gosh……

super dizzy...

The illness is still not cured, and she was anesthetized again... That scary guy, she, holding the prepared syringe, just like that...

Well……

The frightening fragments echoed in You'er's mind.When she regained consciousness a little bit, she instinctively wanted to open her eyes, but was prompted by fear to close her eyelids tightly.

In the end... what happened?

Kidnapped yourself?

Where is he now?The place where I was lying was hard and uncomfortable... like an operating table?

No, that strange smell of medical medicine is obviously the feeling of a laboratory, right?

(hateful……)

(what happened?)

Part2 The road to counterattack! : 2-3 pussy sucking!

"..."

"Hello, Doctor."

"..."

"Dear Doctor, pretending to be asleep will not escape your fate of being eaten by me."

A ruthless and joking voice rang in his ears.You'er didn't obey the panic and opened her eyes, but continued to recall the images before she fell into a coma...

She saw that pale face.Of course, it's not a ghost... oh, it's a vampire, right?

Then, it fell.

Then, that pervert did something weird to his feet...

Thinking of this, You'er closed her eyes, rolled the toes of her left foot, trying to feel the depth of the wound.

But unexpectedly, there was no expected pain from the left foot - Miss Vampire's bite only left a very shallow wound, which actually made You'er feel a little itchy.

"Okay. Don't do this, it will make me think the doctor has passed out."

The voice next to his ear continued.Then, You'er's eyelids were caught off guard by a small slit, and a dazzling light shone in——

"Meow!"

The dilated pupils in the dark were washed away by the strong light, You'er instinctively screamed, and her limbs kept twisting.

And soon, she discovered the fact that she was fixed...

"Meow? Hey, you—"

In panic, she still opened her eyes.

The vampire lady in a white coat was sitting on the side of the operating table, her calves wrapped in black silk were up and down, admiring the prey with a panicked expression playfully.

Playing tricks on this amnesiac kitten can give her some joy besides hunting and eating.

You'er and Warfarin looked at each other.After a few seconds, the little cat looked away and quickly checked the surrounding environment.

The room wasn't that big...just bigger than Dr. Kelsey's bedroom.

The environment here is very clean, and it also has the unique pure color paint of the laboratory, as well as various medicine cabinets, and a laboratory table with laboratory instruments...

how to say?

As a laboratory, it may be a little small; but as a restaurant where this kitty is about to be eaten, it may be just the right size.

"Alright, alright, dear Amnesiac Doctor, please allow me to briefly introduce the current situation."

Warfarin put down her calf, stood up, cleared her throat politely, bowed slightly, and paid tribute to the food she was about to enjoy:

"As you can see, I am a vampire. Of course, I also hold the position of 'doctor' in Rhodes Island. As for the name...you must have forgotten it, and I can't tell you."

"..."

Vampires... sure enough.

The sickly but overly energetic strange appearance of the lady in front of me, at first glance, I am afraid that she is not a good person.

And through this identity and the deduction based on what Miss Vampire said, You'er quickly guessed the situation she was going to face next.

But before that, You'er still asked:

"—Miss Vampire, it's just a name, why can't you tell me?"

"In case you can't bear the next grievances and complain to Dr. Kelsey after you go back." Miss Vampire replied.

"..."

You'er's mind started to work.

She thought of something, so she quickly integrated some information, looking for some inferences that might be used next.

"Okay, let's continue—dear Doctor, I must tell you that your blood is delicious."

As she spoke, Warfarin stuck out her scarlet tongue and circled it around her mouth, as if to prove that what she just said was true.

You'er thought of the excessive behavior she did to her little feet not long ago.Either this guy is really starving to death... or his blood is really delicious as she said.

Of course, certain odd idiosyncrasies need to be ruled out.

"And then?" You'er asked calmly.

"Oh my god, has the doctor's IQ become stupid after amnesia? What a pity."

Miss Vampire shrugged her shoulders, with a mocking and helpless look: "Please, the blood of a fool is not very tasty..."

"You want to suck my blood?" You'er confirmed.

"Bingo! And it sucks dry. My sister, I haven't had such a delicious donated blood for a long, long time..."

While talking, Miss Vampire showed some dissatisfaction on her face:

"Kelsey... That old lynx, who kept such a delicious kitten... Finally, I seized the opportunity. Hehe."

She suddenly lowered her head and took a sharp sniff at You'er's neck and shoulders, like a starving ghost smelling the fragrance of the back kitchen of a big hotel.

"Well?"

As if feeling something extraordinary, she stuck out her tongue and lightly licked You'er's shoulder socket.

"Meow?!" You'er moved her head away in embarrassment.

The fixing belt on her body made her very uncomfortable, as if she had returned to the time when she was detained by Kelsey...

Without this thing, she would have scratched this annoying woman so high and low that she would have left a few marks on her face.

"Oh, the kitty just took a bath recently. It smells delicious."

Miss Vampire took a deep breath and said:

"Then next... Ah, I wanted to catch up with the doctor, but unfortunately you have lost your memory. There is no other way but to suck you dry?"

"...Wait, Miss Vampire." You'er interrupted her movements.

"Huh?—Hey, 'Miss Vampire' is a bit weird, so just call me Doctor. Any 'last words'?"