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Chapter 1297

"It's so much trouble." Prince Abdul Alimu owed, "In fact, if the Earl's Earl doesn't mind, I want to use the expensive place to close the door, and after leaving the palace, I just happened to go to Z State with Lei to do some things."

"Where is it our honor!" Earl Dracula's eyes relaxed slightly and he hurriedly responded.

Retreat?! It's good to retreat. This retreat means that you won't go out easily. If you don't go out easily, it means that no matter what they do, you won't be disturbed by this person. After all, Earl Dracula still has a strong sense of valor for the existence of Prince Abdul Alimu.

As expected! Prince Abdul Alimu had a glimmer of understanding. It seems that if nothing unexpected happens, these blood clans should have sought medical treatment from that Song. And not only that, with the old bats of Prince Donald, Count Dracula also showed such tension, which means that the identity of this medical seeker should be not low among the blood clans or what is special about it. Who is this person who deserves such attention from these blood clans?!

Although he was extremely curious, Prince Abdul Alimu still didn't ask much. This curiosity would kill the cat, and sometimes being confused was even more wise. In fact, the most important thing is that no matter what these blood clans are playing, they would not have anything to do with him. Why should he find something to do and insist on making people dislike him?

Since I don’t want to attract people’s annoyance, then “retreat” by borrowing land has become a very good excuse. This is the message sent by Prince Abdul Alimu to the blood clans - no matter what you do, it has nothing to do with me. My purpose here is to wait for Lei and the other two. If they leave, I will follow him and pat my butt without saying a word! And before this, you can just act like I don’t exist.

However, although he was not interested in what those blood tribes were "playing", Prince Abdul Alimu was very concerned about the importance he attached to Jian'er as shown by Earl Dracula. At the same time, Prince Abdul Alimu had greater expectations for Jian'er's treatment. After all, this is the top priority that is at stake in his life and death!

Although he had just witnessed Jian'er showing off his skills in ordinary people, he saw with his own eyes that after Jian'er's skillful hand treatment, Little Vinson's legs, which had already been ignited again. In conjunction with Mr. Pierre's earlier incident, Jian'er was quite good at ordinary people's injuries and illnesses, which was already certain.

However, this is a skill in the treatment of ordinary people, which does not mean that there must be a skill for practitioners. In the end, the injuries and diseases of these practitioners are more complicated than ordinary people. This can cure ordinary people, but does not mean that they can also cure practitioners. After all, there are essential differences between the two.

But now looking at the performance of Count Dracula... Prince Abdul Alimu felt that he underestimated the young girl too much. It seems that this little girl is not just a simple way to ordinary people's injuries. Oriental people... Could it be that she came out of the Holy Doctor Valley?! If that's the case... Prince Abdul Alimu suddenly felt awe of Jian'er. If this is true, I might be saved now!

Thoughts flew around, but they didn't show it on their faces. Prince Abdul Alimu still held an elegant style and bit a lot of official words in his mouth and talked to Count Dracula around the other end until the little bat who was ordered to fly back.

"Dear Prince, your rest place has been arranged. If you don't mind, please follow me." The little bat flew into the Count Dracula's corps.

"I'm working hard." Prince Abdul Alimu thanked softly and stood up, "Then, Lei and Song are lost!"

After saying goodbye to Jane and then settled Prince Abdul Alimu, Count Dracula returned to the basement as fast as possible.

Although Prince Abdul Alimu's meaning has been expressed very clearly, no matter what, the arrival of His Highness of the prince must be reported to Prince Donald as soon as possible. After all, this period is too sensitive, and even a slight possibility of accidents must be in hand.

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In the dark basement.

"Dracula, is there anything you have to do here at this time?" The lid of a pitch-black coffin placed in the middle of the basement was suddenly pushed away by a pale and slender hand, and Prince Donald slowly sat up from the coffin. He knew his blood descendants very well. In such an extraordinary period, if there was no important thing, he would not have disturbed him.

"Yes, my father." Count Dracula put a long black cloak lightly beside him and put it on Prince Donald, who had walked out of the coffin, "A guest is here."

"Who is it?" If it is an ordinary guest, Count Dracula should have beaten him directly and would not come to him. It seems that the visitor should not be simple, but now it is here... Prince Donald frowned slightly, but it should not cause any accidents.

"It's His Highness Prince Abdul Alimu." Earl Dracula replied softly.

"It's Prince Abdul Alimu?! You're not wrong?" Prince Donald's chin tightened.

"That's right, it was Prince Abdul Alimu, who was called the 'the strongest servant of God of Allah'." Earl Dracula said affirmatively. He had met the one before, so it was impossible to make a mistake.

"Why did he suddenly come to visit? Was he passing by or..." asked Prince Donald.

"I'm not passing by. In fact, he came with Song and the others. He is said to be a friend of the Emperor. He said he wanted to borrow a place to close us, and he would follow him after Song and the others returned to China. I have placed him in Villa No. 10. My father, are you going to meet that person?" asked Count Dracula.

"How did you tell him?" asked Prince Donald.

"I said my father is in seclusion..." Earl Dracula replied respectfully.

"Go and meet." After pondering for a moment, Prince Donald said. Although according to Dracula, the prince, who is known as "the strongest God servant of Allah", should have no malice, but Prince Donald was worried about not seeing anyone.

"Yes, my father." Earl Dracula walked out after Prince Donald.

Villa No. 10 is not far from Prince Donald and others. It takes no time to take these two blood clans to stand at the door of the villa.

"Prince Donald, Count Dracula, Prince Abdul Alimu invites you two in." Before the two came forward to ring the doorbell, the villa had already opened, and the housekeeper of Villa No. 10 had already stood at the door.

Not to mention what the two blood clans and Prince Abdullah Alimu said, a "interrogation" was beginning in the villa where Jian'er lived.

"Okay, Lei. Don't you want to tell me anything?" Through the coffee table, Jian'er wrapped her arms around her arms and half-squinted her eyes at Lei.

Does anyone have anything to say? Lei raised his eyebrows and asked with his eyes.

"Stop pretending to be stupid with me!" Jian'er stretched his hand to the coffee table, leaned forward, and his little face almost hit Lei's face. "What Prince Abdul Alimu said this afternoon, what are you playing with?! You told me yourself, and you will explain it to me clearly when you come back!"

When he talked about this, Jian'er instinctively became a little irritable. Although Prince Abdul Alimu did not explain the words in detail, Jian'er could still feel that it must be a very important thing, and it was related to her! But Lei never mentioned a word to her! This kind of smell of being kept in the dark is not good.

"Now?" Lei raised his eyebrows.

"What? Isn't it okay?! You just told me clearly when you say it yourself!" Jian'er reminded with a fierce look on her face. Don't you want to admit it, right?

"I'll talk about it and treat the disease tomorrow." Lei reminded.

Since he agreed, he didn't mind when he said that, but this little woman shouldn't forget that she would treat those little bats tomorrow? If she didn't have a good rest, this girl is sure that she has enough energy tomorrow.

Yes, I'll treat Miss Catherine tomorrow! Jian'er gently tapped her little head. Really, why did she forget such an important thing! But...

"Lei, didn't you deliberately mention this, wanting to delay time, and then don't explain it to me clearly?" Jian'er looked at Lei with a suspicion.

"Go up and say." Lei stood up and expressed his actions. Since this girl didn't care about the question of whether to rest or not, what else would he care about? Besides, even if he couldn't rest well, what would happen when he was curing the little bat tomorrow?

"Wait a minute!" Jian'er pulled Lare's sleeve.

Lei lowered his head and looked at Jian'er. Why didn't he leave again?

"Well, Lei, what's going on, you'll definitely tell me?" Jian'er sought a guarantee.

Lei rolled his eyes, and he disdained to answer such idiotic questions.

"Okay!" Jian'er didn't care about Lei's attitude, but just slapped the high-fives. "I'll talk about this later! When I help Miss Catherine's treatment, by the way, there is also Little Vincent. We will return to China after we get the two of them done. You have to explain it to me carefully at that time!"

"By the way you speak, you can't use the way you speak now, two or three words to hit someone in one sentence!" Jian'er solemnly asked, "When you talk about things, you use the way you speak normally, do you understand?"

Lei gave Jian'er a look of contempt. What does it mean to use a normal way for a normal person to speak? Is it normal for him to speak? (Xiao Hai: Dear, are you sorry for saying this?)!

"Did you hear it?" Jian'er's Lare's clothes asked for guarantee.

"Yes." Lei responded reluctantly.

After receiving Lei's guarantee, Jian'er finally thanked Lei for her and returned to her bedroom with satisfaction, planning to have a good rest. Tomorrow's treatment is very important, and she can't help but take it care of it.

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"Ah~ha~..." Jian'er yawned a big yawn, rubbed her eyes, and came out of the warm quilt.

It's a good weather to open the curtains and let the sun shine inside. I hope such a good weather can bring her good luck and make today's treatment go smoothly.

"But, please help me prepare breakfast." Jian'er walked downstairs and shouted.

"Yes!" The villa housekeeper responded.

"Good morning, Song!"

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