Blood Lovers: Frost Cutpoint Password

It's because he's still too young compared to the real [Servant of the King's Throne].

【LosCastro】The king class is strictly divided, and there are four elders under the king's seat, who are responsible for defending the power of the king and supervising the administration of the king.But the elders cannot take on a position for too long indefinitely, and they are required to train their own successors in the Quartet's inheritance system.Those successors who have not yet grown up but have already gained sufficient prestige and started to assume certain responsibilities in the royal power center also have unique titles.

Those servants of the throne who are called—【Servants of the King】.

—Come and visit my world, dear girl.Wounds cannot be repaired, so be careful not to reveal your secrets. ——Do you know that there is not only one human being in this world?

— next night.For the owner of Eagle Castle and Eagle Castle, the temperature of the sun and the sun are different.The two face to face, the sunshine of the castle.This is a vampire's feast. — Falcon has opened his eyes.

The city suddenly divided in the third night [Part [-]]

Dizziness in the dark.

The body feels endlessly empty.

and deep pain.

"It's so strange, why hasn't her wound healed?..."

"It's not dangerous to lose so much blood..."

"What a strange physique..."

……

The noisy noise is very annoying.

"Okay, don't talk too much." Some familiar deep and calm voice.

The speaker was silent for a moment, greeted in a low voice, opened the door one after another and left.

At the moment of quietness, I always vaguely feel that the surrounding space has become empty, and there is nothing left.

Seems like she's the only one.

But that person's breathing was still clearly audible.

"Luland, are you sure she's okay?"

"My lord, as long as her wound heals, nothing will happen."

"Ah."

wound healing?By the way, she was hurt.Shards of glass scratched the face, just a small wound.

But it can bleed out all the blood in the whole body.

It's ridiculous.

Suddenly I don't want to continue to face this darkness, I want to see the light.

Hmm, equally ridiculous idea.

But isn't that what everyone like her is yearning for?

From darkness to light.

From hope to despair.

Opening his eyes slowly, the first thing Feng Wuyang saw was the red liquid bottle hanging on the shelf beside the bed.

The viscous bright red liquid slowly left along the hose and entered the veins in her hands, filling up the empty body little by little.

Slightly lowering his eyes, the second thing he saw was the man sitting by the window of the room.

Still familiar with black hair, a black windbreaker and military boots, with a natural and elegant posture, half-hanging his head, flipping a newspaper with his slender fingers.

When she stared at it for less than three or four seconds, she raised her head sensitively.

The fair and handsome face, the sharp eyes half hidden under the black hair, the light in the eyes was softened a little by the light coming in from the window, feeling very gentle.

"You're awake, how do you feel?" Sure enough, it was such a familiar bass.

"What's wrong with me?" Feng Wuyang felt a little hoarse, his body was very tired, and he didn't have any strength.

"Your pet ran to the entrance of my old castle and scratched at the door... The butler was very strange, so he asked someone to follow him to see it, and found that the coffee shop was not open, and the glass on the balcony on the second floor was broken, so he pried open the door and went up, and saw You were covered in blood at the door of the balcony, so an ambulance was called to take you to the hospital in the town."

"Hospital?!" Feng Wuyang was taken aback.Immediately after recovering, he struggled to get up.

"What are you doing?" Solad folded the newspaper and put it on the coffee table aside, and frowned slightly when he saw her movements. "You have suffered serious blood loss. You'd better finish this bottle of plasma obediently."

"I don't want to be in the hospital!" Feng Wuyang yelled, still struggling to get up, but her body was too weak, she couldn't sit up at all.

"You are now in my castle, not a hospital." Solad said lightly. "The hospital in the town has nothing to do with your wound."

Feng Wuyang looked at him in horror.The hidden meaning in his words made her heart stop so suddenly that she forgot the prefix of his words.

What do you mean, they discovered that her physique is different from ordinary people! ?

Thorard looked at her expression and shrugged slightly. "I thought you had blood cancer...but my doctor said you just had lower platelets than normal. Don't worry, the wound has stopped now."

Feng Wuyang subconsciously reached out to touch her face, and found that there was something like a Band-Aid pasted on the wound on her face.

She didn't feel the slightest relaxation, she just felt that her chest was more oppressed.

A bandage that would stop her bleeding...do normal people really know what that means? !

However, Solad didn't seem to know what he said, he put down his crossed legs and stood up slowly, putting his hands in his pockets. "Luland——my personal doctor said that you'd better add more plasma to adjust your body that has lost too much blood during this period, so don't worry about the coffee shop these two days, let's take care of your body now. If you have anything to do, just ring the bell, and a servant will come to help you, I have some things to deal with, so let's go first."

"Thank you very much, Duke." Feng Wuyang recovered and nodded slightly at him.

"Nothing," Thorard shook his head lightly. "I should have thought that it would be dangerous for you, a woman, to live alone in everyone's town, but I didn't take measures earlier, and this happened. I will send someone to investigate this matter, don't worry."

"Thank you for your trouble." Feng Wuyang sighed weakly. "But I didn't lose anything. What happened that night should be just seeking revenge."

"Seeking revenge?" Thorard looked back at her slightly. "It seems that Miss Feng knows something."

"Yes, I know." Feng Wuyang nodded. "I know who the person who came to me is."

Thorard pondered for a moment. "Then what Miss Feng means..."

Feng Wuyang lightly raised the corners of her lips. "Don't bother you, duke, I don't want to talk about it any more."

"Alright then." Solad nodded respectfully for her thoughts. "Since this is the case, I won't say anything more, but if Miss Feng is troubled, I will help."

"Thank you for your kindness." Feng Wuyang responded.

"I don't think such things will happen again in the future." Solad nodded slightly at her, then opened the door and left.

"...Huh?" Feng Wuyang was stunned for a moment, only to realize what he said later.

"You..." Where did your confidence come from...

When he woke up from sleep again, Feng Wuyang saw that the blood plasma beside the bed had been changed to a full bottle at some point, and there were still warm white porridge and other edible things on the bedside table, as well as clear water .

Finally regaining some strength, Feng Wuyang slowly propped himself up and leaned against the head of the bed, looking at those meals with a helpless smile.Then pick up the water glass.

"Speaking of which, there is more than one trouble..." Although staying at Eagle Castle during this period of time was something she had always wanted to do, but at this time she was injured and was unable to do her own work at all.Moreover, no one in Eagle Fort will know that her body is special, they will only treat her as a guest with some strange illness, but no matter how strange the illness is, it is impossible not to eat...

That’s right, — without eating.

To be precise, she couldn't eat.

Any substance other than clear water entering the stomach may make her vomit faintly.

In this case, how should she deal with the food?

Just as Feng Wuyang was thinking about what reason to refuse the next three meals, someone knocked on the door and walked in gently.

"Miss Feng." The young girl in maid outfit gave her a bright smile. "How do you feel? I asked the kitchen to prepare porridge for you... Oh, I'm sorry I forgot that your hand is not convenient and I let you come alone..." She saw the complete meal on the bedside and looked again Seeing her hand connected to the infusion tube, she cried out in annoyance.

"Miss Feng, do you want me to help you?"

"No need." Feng Wuyang shook her head. "I don't want to eat it yet." She hasn't found enough reason yet.

"What if you don't eat? Dr. Luland said that your body is very weak..." the little maid frowned and said disapprovingly.

"I'll just drink some water." Feng Wuyang began to sigh.

"But drinking water is not nutritious, Miss Feng, you need to supplement nutrition now!" The little maid said righteously.

"But I really can't eat now... Do you want me to spit it out after eating?" Feng Wuyang applied the water cup to his forehead, helplessly.

"But..." "Lianna, you go down first." Someone opened the door and ordered softly.

"Doctor Luland...Miss Feng refuses to eat."

Feng Wuyang raised his eyes and saw a middle-aged man in a formal suit standing at the door.

That's Thorard's personal doctor, Lulande?Feng Wuyang clenched the water glass tightly.If he handles her problems, can she think that this man actually knows something?

"Okay, I'll take care of it, you go down first." Sensing Feng Wuyang's probing gaze, Dr. Lulande said softly to the maid Lianna, and then pushed her out the door.

After the door was closed, Dr. Luland smiled slightly towards Feng Wuyang. "Do you feel better, Miss Feng?"

Feng Wuyang put the water glass back on the bedside table, looked at the doctor carefully, and didn't feel any non-human aura.

"Thank you for your concern. I feel good now." She frowned secretly, but still responded politely.

Dr. Luland walked over to look at the plasma bottle and adjusted the liquid flow.