Learn one small skill every day

Hearst swallowed hard, then said somewhat warily, "You...you want to test me?"

"No, I just wanted to show you what we hunters usually drink."

With that, Bai Miao aimed at the bottle and drank it all in one gulp.

"Hiccup! Miss Hearst, why do you look like you've seen a monster?"

"No...I'm just...nothing..."

A shadow seemed to fall over Hearst's brow; if her feet could understand, she would have wanted to curl up in the corner of the sofa and hug them.

However, she also completely trusted Bai Miao.

“In that case… Dr. Moriarty, I’m willing to tell you why Mr. Hearst wants to marry a member of our Dracula family.”

This is the moment Bai Miao has been waiting for.

“In my great-grandfather’s diary, he recorded some changes in his body… He said that after each time he drank blood, he felt stronger and more agile. He also heard many disordered whispers in his ear.”

"And the doctor who treated my great-grandfather also wrote in his medical records that this change in my great-grandfather also altered his body, making his blood more active, which could greatly slow down aging."

Miss Hearst gave a wry smile: "So my fiancé... he wants to have a child with a member of the Dracula family, and once the child is an adult, he will regularly exchange blood with him to make himself live longer."

"Dr. Moriarty...do you think I'm heartless for marrying him knowing he would do this to the child, and for disregarding the future of our child?"

Bai Miao gently grasped Hearst's hand: "Miss Hearst, it's Mr. Hearst who's cold-blooded, what does it have to do with you? According to you, even if you hadn't married into the family, the incredibly wealthy Mr. Hearst would have had countless ways to make you bear his child. You had no choice; you're a victim too."

Upon hearing this, Bai Miao already knew why Favre had come to him.

If Hearst were to complete the blood transfusion, he would inevitably become a monster capable of threatening the city of Yar.

Favre demonstrated a good sense of crisis.

They actually chose to hunt down the animals on the night of their wedding.

Of course, it could also be a coincidence, since Favre's hunt took place on the night after the thirteen bells rang.

"Thank you... Dr. Moriarty..."

A hot tear rolled down Hearst's cheek. The feeling of finally revealing the secret that had been hidden in her heart for so many years made her feel much better.

Bai Miao also discovered that half of the blood vessels that had been attached to Hearst's spiritual body had receded, leaving only a quarter of the area.

It seems these blood vessels represent memories she doesn't want to face, or perhaps those traumatic recollections.

But... what will the remaining quarter be?

Bai Miao had no clue for the time being. The silver needles had little effect on the blood vessels, so there was no way to forcibly separate the blood vessels with silver needles, as that would first damage Hearst's mental state.

This treatment has been extremely effective for Bai Miao.

"Well... see you on Sunday."

Hearst waved to Bai Miao from his wheelchair, a smile playing on his lips.

"Well, see you on Sunday, Miss Hearst."

Chapter 186 Bread and Biscuits

After finishing Miss Hearst's treatment, Bai Miao only took a short nap before rushing to Kelman's house to treat Demi.

This is Demi's last treatment. After it's over, Bai Miao can guarantee that her leg, which underwent surgery, will fully recover and may even become stronger.

“Miss Kelman, the treatment is now complete, but please be careful in the future and avoid injuring your leg again.”

"Dr. Moriarty, have you really never considered going on a date with me?"

Demi had made her intentions clear to Bai Miao more than once, but Bai Miao's mind was not on her.

“Miss Kelman, I am new here and have many unfinished business to attend to. I have no plans in that regard at the moment.”

"So you mean you can wait until you finish what you're doing? You're not young anymore, are you? Or do you want to be like Dr. Lecter and stay single for life?"

Demi looked at Bai Miao with suspicion: "Could it be... that you have something you can't tell me?"

"Don't overthink it... I used to be a hunter, and I don't want to involve you. You should also know what happened to Miss Margaret's family. Yar City is not as peaceful as you see it."

Bai Miao waved his hand, bidding farewell to Demi completely.

Dr. Kelman saw Bai Miao to the door and said with some regret, "Dr. Moriarty, I originally thought I was witnessing the rise of a medical genius and that I would be fortunate enough to be his guide... but I never expected that you were a medical master from the very beginning. I suppose all of this is due to your accumulation during your hunter career."

Kelman had some ulterior motives; if he could mentor an excellent doctor, the credit would be enough to advance him further and get him a position in the upper echelons of the medical ethics review committee.

But who knew that Bai Miao would reach his peak right from the start, without any growth process whatsoever.

Bai Miao naturally had no idea that Kelman had such ulterior motives, and thought that he was regretting the matter between himself and his daughter.

“Dr. Kelman, although the treatment is over, our friendship remains. If you have any patients with postoperative recovery difficulties in the future, please recommend them to me. I will give them priority in treatment.”

Priority...

Kelman didn't find anything wrong with what he heard. Based on the information he had gathered, Bai Miao, the rehabilitation doctor who helped people recover quickly, had completely won over the upper class of Yar City.

He could use his name to attend various high-society banquets and was treated as an honored guest.

If it weren't for the exorbitant consultation fees, Bai Miao's clinic would probably be overcrowded with patients.

In less than a month, he has already accomplished what other doctors have not been able to do in decades.

"Okay, if there's anything I can help you with, I'll do my best. After all, I've lived in Yar City for many years and I know a lot more about the details than you do."

"I'll definitely contact you if I need anything."

After exchanging pleasantries, Bai Miao returned home in a carriage.

After today's treatment, Bai Miao's spiritual value is also approaching the 50 mark, and the rate of increase is terrifying.

On Wednesday afternoons, after treatment, Bai Miao always experiences the feeling of relaxation that comes with getting off work.

Not knowing how much longer he would live in this instance, Bai Miao tried his best to make the most of each day.

The cellar's stock has gradually become richer thanks to Bai Miao's recent purchases, and he has consulted Hearst and Lecter about the brands.

To satisfy their discerning palates, Bai Miao also spent a fortune to purchase the finest aged wines.

While the meat soup was simmering in the pot for dinner, Bai Miao tidied up the room.

Just as Bai Miao was sorting through old newspapers, news about the unfortunate couple, Katniss and Kent, resurfaced before his eyes.

Oh, right... and the whereabouts of the murderer.

Bai Miao didn't have high hopes of finding the murderer, after all, this was too mysterious.

But the words in the newspaper made Bai Miao stop his fingers from folding.

"The two died because their blood was drained..."

To be honest, the first thought that popped into Bai Miao's mind was Miss Hearst.

But then Bai Miao shook his head, realizing he had been overthinking it.

Miss Hearst is unable to walk at all, how could she be the murderer?

But perhaps she can glean something from this modus operandi?

The sky had already darkened, and Bai Miao felt embarrassed to disturb Miss Hearst, who was probably already resting.

So the next morning, Bai Miao took the newspaper containing the story of the case of Katniss and Kent to Miss Hearst.

"Dr. Moriarty, what's the matter that you've come to see me so early? Is it urgent?"

Hearst was still at home drinking coffee when her maid gently wiped the crumbs from the corner of her mouth with a napkin, then nodded and stepped aside.

Do you remember the case of Kathryn?

"I remember, the media all thought you were the murderer, but in the end, nothing came of it."

"They died because they were drained of their blood..."

Hearst put down his coffee cup: "Dr. Moriarty, you don't mean to doubt me, do you?"

"No, I hope you can give me some advice. Who is more likely to have the ability to drain a person's blood completely?"

Seemingly realizing that her request was somewhat abrupt, Bai Miao added, "Miss Hearst, I know this may be a bit presumptuous, but the only clue I can think of right now is the Dracula family, after all, you have a deep connection with blood."

Hearst chuckled and said to the servant, "Pour Dr. Moriarty a cup of tea."

After the maid poured the tea, she left the restaurant, seemingly to clean up on the second floor and avoid their conversation.

Upon hearing this, Bai Miao felt there was hope.

"Have you had breakfast? I have some bread here, if you don't mind..."

"Thank you, Miss Hearst."

Are all hunters like you, so careless about details?

Hearst chuckled at Bai Miao's nonchalant attitude: "You're having breakfast with me in this widow's house right now, you know?"

"Why don't you just treat it like a doctor asking about a patient's condition during breakfast? Even if word gets out, people will just think I'm a very responsible doctor who doesn't forget to diagnose patients even while eating."

Bai Miao ate the bread one bite at a time, finishing it quickly.

"The bread smells delicious."

A sip of hot tea, and breakfast was done.

"Okay, to be honest, I didn't think much of it when I first saw the news, but after some memories came back yesterday, and you asked me this question again... I can give you some direction."

"Please say."

"The first one is the Dracula clan. It's not difficult for them to drain blood... But they're all in the snowy mountains right now, so I don't think it's very likely they'll make it to Yar City."

Bai Miao nodded: "Yes, it's unlikely that Dracula's people would come to Yar City, and they wouldn't have chosen those two by chance, nor would they have left behind the information about the informant. The murderer must be someone who knows Abyss Street and has deep connections to it. He wants to keep the secret of Abyss Street, or at least doesn't want Abyss Street to be known by the public."

Even the coachman who claimed to have traveled all over the city of Ar had never heard of Abyss Street, which shows that Abyss Street only existed in the circle of a few people.

"Another possibility is... the doctor who treated my great-grandfather possessed a blood-drawing and transfusion technique. After his medical license was revoked, this technique was not passed on but was passed down to his descendants. I'm wondering... if he knew about the changes in my great-grandfather's body after the blood transfusion, would he have succumbed to temptation and undergone the same modification on himself?"

"What's that doctor's name?"

"Dr. Maurice, Jack Maurice, but I have no idea what the current situation is with his descendants."

"Hmm... a very useful clue, thank you."

"I'm glad I could help you."