Withered

He was a bit overdressed in this weather, all wrapped up tightly, even wearing black gloves, and he had a small medicine box by his side, which looked really strange.

With the hat off, there was no denying that he was a handsome young man.Lina and Liya stood on the second floor and stared blankly at Botnar. When Botnar turned around, they quickly hid again. Leah left a corner of her skirt in the corridor, and Lina saw it. , cursed in his heart: "Look at this stupid woman full of scheming!"

Fortunately, Bottner's behavior was very decent, and Mrs. Brown was very happy to receive him, saying: "But Bessie is at the Cullens' house. You can go directly to Mr. Cullens in Lear Street. He will be very honored too." .”

"Yes, I know," said Botnar. "I just came to see Bessie's brother first."

Lina immediately jumped out, stood on the stairs and said to Botnar: "Our brother is called Nosri, let me call him Nosri, Nosri?" Lina snatched the opportunity to perform, which made her very unhappy.

Nosley opened the door, and he came to the living room expressionlessly, greeted Botnar, and said, "May I ask what you want?"

"I think you need your help to cure Bessie's illness." Botnar said to Nosri with a smile, and he did not show any fright at Nosri's appearance.

He was a vampire, Nosri felt keenly.Do you want to trust him?Northley suddenly remembered Morton's silent refusal last night, however, couldn't vampires really bring Bessie any improvement?He doesn't believe it.

It's just that he didn't realize it himself. While criticizing his father for blindly worshiping God, he himself was also blindly worshiping the ability of vampires.

Although the vampire in front of him showed an obvious purpose.

Northley got into Botnar's carriage at last, and Botnar grabbed the reins and said, "Relax, I can't do anything to you here, because this is Lord Morton's territory, I dare you Said that if he knew that you and I were going to save your sister now, he would definitely tear me to pieces."

"So we have to keep it a secret." Botnar said, "My life is in your hands now. Although I tried my best to hide our aura, if adults find out, please, Nosley, at that time You have to help me survive."

"Don't look at me that way." Botnar glanced at Nosley and continued, "Don't think that all vampires are as fearless as Lord Morton, if your human society has laws and rules, Then in our vampire society, Lord Morton is the rule, because of the blood."

Nosley held his forehead and said, "You talk a lot."

"That's because it's broad daylight," Botnar said with a breath, "I've tried to wrap myself up like a mummy, but it still makes me sick, and I have to do something to divert my pain." Attention, if it is at night, then please rest assured, I must be very quiet."

"Then what's the price for you to help me cure Bessie?" Nosley asked.

"He's such a smart guy. I also like to talk about the price directly instead of going around the corner." Botnar turned his head, the brim of his hat blocked his eyes, but Nosley still felt the staring eyes, Bott Gnar said, "I just want a cup of your blood."

Soon they were at the Cullens' house.Mr. Cullens was already desperate. When he saw Botnar, he just waved his hand.Bessie's condition was worse than yesterday, and her life was passing by quickly. She could only hold Nosley's hand lightly, and sighed, "Doctors from the county are very expensive, right? It's useless." Yes, Nosley...cough, don't waste your money."

Nosley bent down to help Bessie tidy the quilt, stood up and went to the corridor with Botnar, and said, "If you really have a way to cure my sister's illness, I am willing to give you a cup of my blood."

Botnar agreed.Bessie fell into a coma again. He walked up to Bessie and observed Bessie's expression like those doctors did. Of course, it was useless. Apart from the fact that the blood doesn't taste good at all, nothing else can be seen.

Botnar cut his own wrist, and a thick stench of blood gradually permeated the room. Nosley covered his nose in discomfort, and Botnar pinched Bessie's cheek and sucked his own blood He brought it to Bessie's mouth and fed it.

Nosley rushed up to grab his hand and asked, "What are you doing?"

Botnar raised his hand, the blood he fed to Bessie was enough, the wound on his wrist healed quickly, and the smell of blood dissipated little by little, as if nothing happened just now, he expressed doubts Looking at Nosley with a straight look, he said, "Didn't your lord tell you that the blood of our advanced vampires can cure most diseases?"

Nosley shook his head. He was surprised to see that Bessie's face was no longer as haggard as before, but slowly recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. Nosley murmured: "This is wrong, this is very strange, Why does she want to drink your blood? Didn't you come here because you know how to heal her?"

"You see, my blood has an effect, doesn't it?" Botnar wiped off the remaining blood on Bessie's lips with his index finger, put it into his own mouth, and said, "Believe me, this is the only thing that can make you feel better." How she survived."

Bessie turned over, opened her eyes, saw them, was taken aback for a moment, and whispered: "Can I... move my own body?" She tried to support herself to sit up with her hands. Miraculously, that Not as strenuous as usual.

Nosley suppressed the bad premonition in his heart, he quickly supported Bessie, and said: "You should take a rest, Dr. Olim just gave you some... the special medicine he brought from Lockery County. I'll inform Mr Cullens."

The two of them walked out of the room, found Mr. Cullens sitting in the garden, and told him the good news about Bessie. At first, he didn't believe it, so he ran into the bedroom. Soon after, the two heard him in the garden. The sound of screaming and laughing.

Botnar reminded: "Don't forget the cup of blood you promised to give me."

From the medicine chest he took out a box containing a cup that matched the one he had dedicated to Morton in the morning, the kind of cup that had the curious purpose of isolating the blood contained in it. Smell, generally used to store precious blood.