Chapter 2290 - 2250: A Reward of Ten Million British Pounds

Irina remembered that the last time she had also seen this kind of cake, only because she’d been bitten by something and woke up afterward, she hadn’t taken part in eating the cake again.

Now, seeing all those cakes crawling with maggots, it was like they were writhing all over them, making her almost retch from disgust.

Irina forced herself to hold it back.

When Ye Qiu pulled Irina away from there, it was obvious that tonight’s party was still going strong; these people hadn’t stopped at all.

As for why those cakes were full of maggots, yet the young people at the party couldn’t see them?

One reason was the environment, since it was somewhat dim.

The other possibility was that these people were having hallucinations.

Just now, at the beginning Irina herself only snapped out of it because of Ye Qiu’s reminder.

Now, after coming down from the old castle and getting into the car, Irina hurried back with Ye Qiu, and on the way back she kept gagging.

She felt terribly uncomfortable, wanting to throw up but unable to.

Of course, she had never imagined that the vampire would actually be Emma; she’d trusted her so much before.

Back at Oliver Manor, Oliver VIII and his wife had been waiting for her to return; when they saw Ye Qiu and Irina come back, the couple finally let out a breath of relief.

"Doctor Ye, did you find the culprit?"

"Dad." Irina almost burst into tears.

When she went over and hugged her mother, she still couldn’t help crying.

Ye Qiu said simply, "I did find them, but for now I can’t confirm whether it’s just one person or a group, nor whether these people are simply perverted or something else."

Perverted?

The Oliver couple couldn’t make sense of it.

Ye Qiu planned to go rest first.

When the butler led him to his room, Ma Wenwen and Louise were already waiting inside.

"Ye Qiu, how did it go?"

"I really did find the culprit, but I didn’t take action."

When Ye Qiu told Ma Wenwen and Louise what he had seen at the party, both their faces changed; they hadn’t thought that something like this could really exist in this world.

Early the next morning, Ye Qiu had just gotten up to wash; the reason he hadn’t acted last night was that, with Irina along, he had decided to go over there alone tonight.

However, when Ye Qiu and Ma Wenwen went to have breakfast, Oliver handed Ye Qiu a copy of the England morning paper; when he took it and looked, he found that Duke George of England had posted a reward of ten million British Pounds to treat his son George X’s illness.

This George X was none other than the young man he’d seen at the party last night, the one dragged into the bathroom to be drained of blood.

He hadn’t expected that this was actually the Earl’s son.

Right now many countries in Europe still had noble titles.

Of course, most of these titles were largely symbolic, but it wasn’t something just any ordinary person could have, this honor and rank.

They were titles passed down generation after generation from ancestors.

After Ye Qiu read it, he naturally knew what was going on.

"I saw this young master George being sucked for blood by that young woman with my own eyes last night."

"Doctor Ye, then do you think you can cure George’s illness?"

His condition was exactly the same as Irina’s had been a few days ago, likewise two tooth marks left on his shoulder where he’d been bitten.

But in Oliver X’s view, Ye Qiu was probably the only one who could cure him.

"Yes, I can."

"Then you can accept this reward."

"No rush. Anyway, he won’t die for the time being."

Ye Qiu really wasn’t in a hurry.

Ten million British Pounds sounded like a lot, but to Ye Qiu it was really nothing.

This made Oliver X all the more astonished.

Perhaps, in this whole world, the one with the best Medical Skills was this young man.

Meanwhile, at the England Royal Hospital, when George was sent there for treatment, at first the doctors also treated his condition as if he’d been bitten by some rabid dog or something of the sort.

But now no medicine had any effect.

The best doctors in all of England, and even all of Europe, were of no use.

It was as if some unidentifiable bacteria had already infiltrated his wound, corroding it and causing him intense pain at the site.

This feeling of a fate worse than death was something George himself probably couldn’t understand.

He only remembered kissing Emma in the bathroom last night, and then waking up with everything gone wrong.

All these doctors were useless.

Ye Qiu knew that it was as if that vampire woman’s teeth carried some powerful virus; when her teeth made contact with the victim and she drew the victim’s blood, she simultaneously injected those bacteria.

If these really were vampires, then they had at least lived for a very long time, and the viruses and bacteria they carried on them were anyone’s guess.

Of course, it might also be that vampires, like Zombies, left wounds like that on the people they bit, and the poison could only be drawn out using glutinous rice.

But if one wanted to cure it completely, for now they probably could only find a doctor like Ye Qiu.

After Ye Qiu, Ma Wenwen, Oliver X and his wife, Louise, and Irina finished breakfast, Ye Qiu didn’t plan to go anywhere during the day.

Perhaps the outside world still didn’t believe that things like vampires actually existed.

But given that there were so many blood‑sucking animals, vampires really might exist.

Since they weren’t going out today, Ye Qiu, Ma Wenwen, Louise, and Irina just strolled around outside the manor, walking and stopping here and there.

In fact, Oliver Manor was very large and very beautiful; if it were in Huaxia, it would at least be a 5A national‑level scenic area.

Who would have thought that this was now a private estate.

In general, the environment in Europe—especially in England and those Northern Europe countries—after special restoration, could look even more beautiful.

They had their morning tea and then lunch.

During the afternoon rest, Ye Qiu told Louise and Ma Wenwen that he planned to go to that castle alone tonight to see just how many vampires there actually were.

"Won’t that be dangerous for you?" Louise asked worriedly.

"What’s there to be afraid of?"

On this point, Ye Qiu really wasn’t scared.

However, in the afternoon, Duke George raised the reward for curing his son to twenty million British Pounds.

Twenty million British Pounds converted into Huaxia Yuan was already over one hundred million.

That was certainly a huge sum.

Yet still no doctor could cure Young Master George’s illness.

In fact, this was no longer about money; what was most baffling to them was what kind of illness George actually had.

Now not only did Duke George want to get to the bottom of what was happening to his son, but even those doctors and pharmaceutical companies wanted to figure out just what disease had made Young Master George like this.