"I can't be completely sure about this," Jian'er hesitated for a moment when she said this. "Because I basically set this prescription based on Miss Catherine's physical condition, all of the things I inferred are basically based on Miss Catherine's physical condition. If the pregnant blood clan is stronger or weaker than Miss Catherine, the situation may also be deviated after using this prescription."

"Can you please make it clear?" Prince Connard owed his body and asked for advice seriously.

"Let me say that, if Miss Catherine has suffered such severe injuries, and only uses the remnant recipe I gave you, Miss Catherine can recover in at least three days or at most five days. But what follows is that her strength will never be more likely to improve in the future, and her body will be more fragile than ordinary blood clans, and the children in her womb will definitely be out of order." Jian'er said the first possibility.

"What if it wasn't hurt?" Prince Connard asked.

"If there is no injury, the power stimulated by this prescription does not need to be repaired. In this way, the human instinct will supply it to the place where the body needs energy the most, that is, these powers will be absorbed by the fetus in its abdomen. With the support of this force with the same roots, the baby will have the potential to obtain enough power to support him. But in this way, if the mother is destroyed by these drugs and does not receive the supplement of the drug energy, then after giving birth, the mother may face death directly!" Jian'er said the second possibility.

Hearing this, a strange light flashed in Prince Connor's eyes, and his thin lips became silent.

"Prince Connard is worried that in the future, the blood clan will not care about the life or death of pregnant women in the blood clan in order to allow the pure blood to be born safely. "Jian'er's eyes are full of sarcasm.

Prince Connor's face became even more ugly, but before he could not say a denied against his will, because what Jian Er said just now was probably wrong, to be precise, would definitely become a reality, and lower his head. Prince Connor seemed to have thought of something, and said sarcastically: "There will always be people who will take the overall situation as the priority."

"Don't worry, it's useless." The sarcastic meaning between Jian'er's lips was even more serious, "Don't forget. I once said that this medicine is toxic. For a fetus, absorbing energy is instinct. As long as it is carried by the mother, it will absorb it, and of course it also includes the toxicity of this medicine. Therefore, the pure blood clan that was born will become extremely weak under the influence of these toxins, and may even be so weak that it is not as good as an ordinary human baby. Do you sure you need such pure blood?"

A vampire baby who is weaker than an ordinary human baby? Prince Connor was speechless.

"What if the pregnant mother is much better than Catherine?" Prince Connard continued to ask. It was not his idea of ​​making this, but he was just in case, because only after listing all possibilities and clarifying that their efforts and gains were completely disproportionate, could they cut off their selfish thoughts of luck.

"It's useless. To say something rude. Even if you are so strong that you are as strong as yours, the child born will be the same. However, if the mother is really that strong, the mother may still survive after giving birth, but her strength will fall a lot, and she will probably be a little stronger than ordinary human special forces. Not only that, due to the influence of those toxins, the mother and the fetus will be tortured by that toxin throughout their lives. Believe me. That kind of pain is not that good." Jian'er looked at Earl Connard and gave conscience suggestions.

Only a little stronger than ordinary human special forces?! Isn't that saying that this will cause a prince's blood clan to a point where the blood clan baron may even be worse?

Well, Prince Connor no longer needs to ask anymore, just kidding. Sacrifice a prince's blood clan to exchange for a pure blood that is weaker than an ordinary human baby and a blood clan that may be weaker than a blood clan baron. Unless they are crazy, such a thing is absolutely impossible without thinking.

"Thank you for your explanation, I have no doubts." Prince Connor owed Jane, "So, are we going to prepare a medicinal bath for Kathering?"

Prince Connor did not ask Jian'er ignorantly if he could give him more unique herbs from their masters, nor did he be foolish about whether Jian'er could teach him the special method of refining this medicine bath. He wanted to laugh secretly if others were willing to help him. If he wanted to get other things from Jian'er, Prince Connor did not think he had such a broad face.

"Yes." Jian'er nodded, "If you have no problem here, we can prepare to start. After all, it takes a lot of time to refine the medicinal materials for the medicinal bath."

Sure enough, it would be different if you have a choreographer at the level of Prince Connor. Not to mention anything else, this kind of strength alone is not something that ordinary people can do. Prince Connor has already helped Jianer get the strength work he has prepared in the early stage.

"Is this OK?" Prince Connard asked, clapping his hands gently, and tidying his clothes.

"Okay." Jian'er responded speechlessly. He really admired this person. After so much life, this person's body was dirty. Not to mention the wrinkles on his clothes, Jian'er couldn't find them. He still looked well-dressed. It was simply admirable. This was also a kind of ability.

"Okay, Prince, please wait first, I'll pick up Miss Catherine." After that, Jian'er walked towards the bedroom upstairs.

"If you have time, please give me some advice." Prince Connard said.

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When Prince Connor saw Catherine again, he couldn't believe his eyes.

"God, Katherine, is this really you?" Prince Connard screamed, "Are you okay?"

He quickly stepped forward, Prince Connor gently held Catherine's little hand and kissed her without any hesitation. His slender fingers gently stroked Catherine's face. His smooth and delicate little face could not tell the terrifying appearance she had before. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!