Chapter 539

Wen Xiao imagined a man as a vampire aristocrat, but he saved his next child. Suddenly, he felt some emotion.

In this world, there may not be such goodwill between humans.

Wen Xiao, who had been bled, was a little weak. She leaned on the bed and watched the doctor pass two dark tablets to her mouth.

"This is my own medicine," the doctor seemed to be a little embarrassed. "This medicine is used to make the wound heal as soon as possible. You have just drawn blood and need to supplement nutrition as much as possible. Fortunately, the dishes in the castle are very rich. If you have anything special to eat, you can also ask the maid to tell you in the kitchen."

"Like me, does the maid need to provide blood?" Wen Xiao looked up at the doctor who was going to leave.

"No, their blood quality has declined, so they can't provide blood to the master, but the master allows them to continue to stay in the castle and do some other things." the doctor smiled. "The master doesn't have many blood slaves now, but there are more people and servants in the kitchen."

Wen Xiao's heart moved.

In fact, kerzer could have left these people out, or even disposed of those who were no longer useful to him, but he left them to live in the castle, and even did not hesitate to open up a small world for them.

No wonder Alan thinks kozer is a bad man in the original book.

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"You've been so cold to your old friends since I haven't seen you for such a long time?" the woman sat on the leather sofa, her long curly hair scattered, and her red lips opened and closed. "You weren't like this before."

"Maybe it's because he's old." cozer sat on the opposite sofa and tasted the black tea in his hand.

"You are only more than 3000 years old. You are the younger generation in the blood family," the woman casually played with her hair, "even I am more than 5000 years old."

Kozer did not answer, but drank the black tea in his hand in silence.

The woman suddenly felt a little boring when she saw him ignore him.

The Dracula family has always been rich in beautiful men, and Keze's father, old Dracula, is a famous beautiful man among the aristocrats.

Originally, a woman came to chat him up with the idea of teasing him, but kozer's appearance of "I'm not familiar with you" made her really unable to start.

Looking at the dandy look of her brother flirting with the maid, the woman angrily turned a little bat in the palm of her hand and threw it at drew.

"Hey, Tina, what are you doing? You almost scared my beauty," drew knocked the bat to the ground, looked at his sister unhappily, then turned his head and said affectionately to the pale maid, "don't be afraid, there's me."

Tina smiled angrily at his foolishness. She whispered to the expressionless kerzenunu, "aren't you angry that he molested your maid so much?"

"Miss Tina may have misunderstood the word maid," cozer's long fingers rubbed the wall of the cup. "The maid below is only for serving tea."

Tina smiled twice and thought he finally looked a little interesting.

"It's time to open a small garden for the blood slaves," said the maid with her head down. "Master, Lord drew, Miss Tina, Paqi will be with you."

Drew's eyes brightened. "Open a small garden for blood slaves? Why? Can the sun make their blood more delicious?"

Paqi stood aside, hesitating, not knowing what to say.