Free Web NovelChapter 317: Chapter 311: Badass Doctor Wen
Tens of thousands of people were probably letting out the same marvelous scream in their minds.
Their faces were all deathly pale, as if they had just seen a ghost.
Their hands and feet went cold as their mouths trembled, the vibrations visibly faster than the shaking of their bodies.
Their eyes twitched, and some couldn’t hold it in, vomiting right then and there.
[What the fuck! What the hell is that thing! It scared the crap out of me!]
[I was so scared I puked up last night’s dinner! Does something this disgusting really exist in the world?]
[Why do I feel like this head looks a bit like a clown?]
[A clown is way better looking, okay! One look at that thing and I’ve lost my appetite for a week! Doctor Wen, please tell us this is fake!]
[I’ve locked my doors and windows and put on a blessed amulet! Foul things, be gone, be gone, be gone!]
The head looked at Wen Ying. Seemingly puzzled by her lack of reaction, it rolled over and came to a stop right on top of her shoe.
THUD!
The disgusting head went reeling, dizzy and seeing stars.
’Now everything is a double image. Not only that, but I think I’m going to puke?’
’Why is this damned human so strong!’
"Stay away from me, you filthy thing," Wen Ying grumbled with a frown, having just kicked the head away.
The head monster: "..."
’Why do I suddenly feel like *I’m* not the monster here? You are.’
The head monster finally recovered. It swore to itself it would never get close to this horrible human again.
"Can you talk?"
Although she was disgusted, Wen Ying asked with forced patience.
Seeing Wen Ying’s furrowed brow, the head monster already knew this human was utterly repulsed by it.
The head monster turned its head away from Wen Ying, its expression clearly saying, ’I’m not talking. What are you going to do about it?’
Such an expression on that face was, indeed, even more grotesque.
It was like watching something with jumbled features, something so hideous it was loathed by gods and men, suddenly pucker its lips and try to act cute.
’Could anyone really think, ’Wow, how adorable’?’
"Don’t you fucking wink and smirk at me. In this godforsaken place, I’m in no mood to play your games. Got it?"
[Doctor Wen is so badass! This is the first time I’ve seen her act so domineering!]
[Yeah! The old Doctor Wen was always so gentle. I thought she didn’t have a temper. Now I see it, this is the real Doctor Wen!]
[I love badass Doctor Wen! Please keep it up, Doctor Wen!]
[I have two girlfriends. One is the gentle Doctor Wen, and the other is the badass Doctor Wen. Am I not blessed by the heavens?]
[The guy above me must have a split personality. I suggest seeing a psychiatrist! But don’t you dare go after my girlfriend!]
[Who’s your girlfriend?]
[My girlfriend is Doctor Wen! Having one Doctor Wen is like having countless girlfriends!]
[The guy above me must have spent ten years in a mental hospital to say something like that. Doctor Wen belongs to everyone! Don’t even think about hogging her! Let’s fight if you’ve got the guts!]
Hearing Wen Ying’s threat, the head monster wanted to shrug dismissively, only to realize it had no shoulders.
Or rather, it had nothing below its head. As a result, its attempt at a shrug made the head look even more bizarre.
"Not talking, are we?" Wen Ying crouched down gently. She reached out, grabbed the head monster in her hand, and squeezed lightly.
"AAAHHH! Mercy!"
’It’s agonizing!’
’No, wait, every fragment of my facial bones is screaming in pain!’
’This woman is clearly holding me so lightly, so why does it feel like my skull is about to be crushed to bits?’
’This pain... it’s even worse than when I died!’
’Huh? How can I even remember the pain of dying?’
’How strange!’
Wen Ying loosened her fingers. They were stained with blood—a bit of red. "So you *can* talk, after all?"
The head began to nod, over and over like a bobblehead.
’Why is the human who came this time such a menace?’
"Is this a mental hospital?"
The head nodded.
"What does ’Gothic Mental Hospital’ mean?"
The head shook. "Heroine, I don’t know either! What’s this ’Gothic’ stuff? I have no idea!"
The head monster’s plea for mercy came out so suddenly it was a bit bewildering.
Wen Ying squeezed a little harder. The head monster, contorting its face in pain, looked even uglier. Bloody tears streamed down faster, forming a puddle on the ground.
’But I really don’t know what ’Gothic’ is!’
"Where were you from when you were alive?"
"Mercy, Heroine! I never betrayed my country! I’ve always been a ghost of Hua Country!"
[When he was alive? Is this some immersive murder mystery game? She sounds so convincing! All you domestic directors making ghost movies, take a good look! Look at the pile of crap you’ve been churning out!]
[Doctor Wen, an amateur, is more professional than you guys! And you have the nerve to take our money?]
[If this is real, then why would a ghost from our country appear in a foreign castle?]
"Heroine, everything I’m saying is true! I don’t know anything! I just appeared here after I died. I was killed by having my head cut off. I was truly wronged!"
Seeing that the head monster didn’t seem to be lying, Wen Ying continued her questioning. "What else is in this mental hospital?"
