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This is a larger bedroom with a gorgeous ancient European style. The floor is covered with carpets embroidered with colorful patterns, and the ceiling is dazzling crystal pendant lights. The whole room gives people a sense of grandeur.

On the wide soft bed lay a handsome young man. He was sleeping with his eyes closed, his face was abnormally bright red.

Will sat on the edge of the bed, frowning a little bit, "How could this be..."

Even a normal human being would not have such a persistent high fever after being sucked blood by a bat. Lance is a hunter, so it should not have such a poor resistance.

His big hand touched Lance's forehead again, feeling the temperature.

I don't know what's going on, but Lance's physique is different from that of ordinary people. Although he may have lost too much blood, his pulse should not be so disordered.

Thinking of this, Will's eyes darkened. He just thought Lance's blood tasted very attractive before, but he didn't think about it deeply. Now it seems that there may be something hidden in it.

"Let's treat it according to excessive blood loss."

After Will made his decision, he got up and prepared to dispense some medicine for Lance. As soon as he got up, his eyes suddenly went dark, and then, a figure that shouldn't appear here appeared in front of him.

Will took a few steps back in shock, stabilized his expression, and said reluctantly, "Your Highness, why are you here?"

Edward ignored him, his gaze moved across the room, and finally landed on the young boy lying on the bed. He walked over steadily. Will wanted to step forward to stop him, but for some reason he was frozen in place and could not move. His voice All of a sudden it was big, "You can't take him away!"

Edward finally looked at him, with no waves in his eyes, no anger or change of color, as if Will was just an ant on the side of the road.

Will felt humiliated in his heart. It wasn't the first day he knew the gap in strength between himself and Edward, but today, this gap was intuitively placed in front of him.

"He's injured, and only I can heal him!"

Will didn't know what Edward was thinking, so he could only choose the fact that was most beneficial to him. He was a doctor with excellent medical skills in the blood family. He didn't understand the situation of Lance. If he went back to Edward, he must have neither. Method.

Edward raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at Will.

Like falling into a cold cave.

Will didn't dare to say any more.

Edward walked to the bed, his gaze scanned the boy's whole body inch by inch, those hideous wounds looked even uglier after taking the medicine, Lance hardly had a piece of good skin all over his body, especially the wound that was bitten open by countless fangs. dazzling.

His Royal Highness, who had been calm since Lance was arrested, finally became angry at this moment.

"You guys are really... so bold."

His tone was extremely cold, coupled with his gloomy and pale complexion, he seemed to be the king of Hades who seized souls in hell. Will's heart trembled, and the intense fear made him speak indiscriminately, cursing, "Edward! Aren't you Relying on your own bloodline? You killed Abraham back then! You usurped the throne! Your name is not justified! How can you be a prince! I refuse to accept it!"

He wanted to continue, opened his mouth, but his throat was dry, and he couldn't say a word anymore, his handsome face suddenly twisted.

Edward turned a blind eye, picked up the boy on the bed, turned around and disappeared into the room.

Will fell to the ground all of a sudden, lost his mind, and mocked in a low voice, "Ha..." All his schemes were discovered so easily.

Immediately, he seemed to think of something again, and the expression in his eyes suddenly flickered.

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"Go and find Alman." Edward carefully placed Lance on the bed and ordered the housekeeper.

"But... he is from that family."

"He will come."

"Yes."

Edward looked down at Lance, straightened his face, and put a soft pillow behind his head, and then he couldn't look away.

Thinking of those vampires who hurt him, Edward's eyes suddenly darkened, and when he had time, he went to clean it up himself, no one could do such a rampant thing under his nose.

And Lance, who doesn't know what has happened to the outside world, is falling into boundless darkness and pain at this time. He seems to be walking in a huge dark space, with nothing around him. He wants to shout, but he can't make a sound , can only walk forward in a daze.

Fragments of long-lasting memories whizzed by, and someone shouted eagerly in his ear, "Momo... Momo!" He was suddenly stunned, feeling that the voice was very familiar, stopped, thought carefully...but he couldn't remember who it was .

A great sadness suddenly welled up in his heart, as if he had lost something very important.

Lance blinked, and the corners of his eyes were a little moist.

"Who... are you?" He murmured.

Going forward, the scene suddenly changed. He was in a grand and luxurious palace, and the bright yellow curtains fluttered slightly in the wind. Someone was pinching his wrist desperately, and said gloomyly and paranoidly, "I won't let you go!" !"

He felt a little pain in his wrist, and wanted to turn around and scold him, but when he turned around, he saw only a bright yellow light.

And suddenly disappeared.

Lance was at a loss. He didn't want to move anymore, so he squatted down, curled himself into a safe position, put his hands around his knees, and closed his eyes.

Just go to sleep and everything will be fine.

Edward from the outside world saw Lance's face getting redder and redder, and couldn't help asking the butler, "Why hasn't he come yet!"

"Lord Arman is already on his way."

"Let him hurry up!" Edward has lived for so many years and has some understanding of medical skills. He remembered Will's words when he left at the end, and felt inexplicably anxious.

He could also tell that Lance's illness this time might be unusual.

It is impossible to be bitten by a small bat!Edward's eyes darkened, and he paused every word, "Check it out for me now!"

"Yes."

A day later, Arman finally arrived late.

He went straight up the stairs, entered Edward's bedroom, and said, "I owe you a favor, and I will pay it off this time." No one would want to see the person who killed his grandfather back then, even though he loved that family. There is no sense of belonging, but it does not mean that he is willing to see Edward.

"it is good."

Arman carried a quaint little box and walked towards the bed. He was different from the handsome Will. His appearance could only be described as ordinary, without any memorable characteristics. The reason for being discriminated against is lack of ability, bad looks, and abandonment.

But now, he has become the "medical saint" of the blood clan.

He put his index finger and middle finger on Lance's wrist, felt it for a moment, then got up and said, "This man's injury...I'm afraid I can't heal it."

Edward suddenly interrupted, "Arman!"

Alman smiled wryly, "Your Highness, I am not omnipotent."

……

Edward was silent for a while, "What's the situation."

"The soul is damaged, the disease of losing the soul."

……

"You have a solution."

Arman stared at Edward for a while, then turned his head to look at the boy on the bed, and said in a low voice, "Is he a hunter? There is a way to turn him into a vampire. In this case, even if he doesn't wake up, he can Live long enough."

"Maybe he will wake up one day?"