"Good boy......" Pfister stroked his hair and kissed him lightly on the forehead, and then said to David and Statham the butler, "Now this is the only way to treat the child in the siren's womb the fastest and most effectively, do you have any opinions?" ”

David and Statham, the butler, glanced at each other, although they didn't want to see little Andre donate his blood, but there was no other way but to sigh and shake his head.

At the end, the butler Statham did not forget to ask worriedly, "Does this do any harm to the little master?" ”

"It's not a big deal, it's just the process of blood loss, such as pain!" When Pfister said this, he glanced at Andre with a firm expression, and showed a smile of relief: "But I think Andre is not an ordinary child, and he will definitely be able to hold on strongly!" ”

"Of course I can!" Andre nodded and smiled at Snow who was following him, "Snow will also spend time with me!" ”

Snow probably knew what was coming, and rubbed the back of Andre's hand with the thick white hair on his body.

After deciding on a solution, Pfister began to do it, asking the doctors of the blood clan to help, take the blood from Andre's body, and then feed the child in her womb through Ye An'an's navel.

In order to prevent too many people from knowing about this and causing unnecessary trouble, the butler Statham only left two of his most trusted maids and manservants to hold hands on his side, while David put his arms around Andre's small body, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead because of the pain, and patted his back comfortingly, trying to help him relieve the pain.

"Andre, it's too painful, just shout it!" Seeing Andre's little face turn pale from pain, David said distressedly.

Andre shook his head and gasped as he said, "No, if I shout it, it will wake Mommy, Mommy will never agree to do this, I can't let Mommy worry!" ”

David sighed in his heart that his little nephew, who had always been naughty and mischievous, was suddenly so sensible, he could only hug him tighter, and at the same time scolded Earker fiercely in his heart, it was all the mess made by the witch, and it was really hateful to hurt his little nephew so much!

Pfister felt the movement of the child in Ye An'an's womb, observed Andre, and saw that he bit his lip because of the pain, and couldn't help but sigh for his perseverance, gently flicked his sleeves, conjured his own harp, and began to play a piece of music.

With the blessing of the music played by Pfister, Andre only felt that the pain seemed to be reduced a lot, and his frowning brows slowly relaxed, and the child in Ye An'an's womb also moved, and even stretched out his little foot and kicked Ye An'an's belly.

"Look, Lord Pfister—" Statham the butler said, pointing to the movement of the hostess's abdomen.

Pfister stopped playing the harp, reached out and probed her abdomen, and the corners of his lips slightly hooked up a smile of relief: "This kid can already kick hard, which means that the strength is recovering, and sure enough, Andrei's blood is very effective!" ”

And it was more effective than he thought, if he guessed correctly, Andrei's blood could probably restore any badly wounded wound in a short time, not only by combining the qualities of Siren and Lance, but also by the goddess of the night......

It seems that Andre is indeed the darling of the Goddess of the Night, and the Goddess of the Night has transferred all her love for Lance to his son, no wonder he was the destined person to defeat the evil product in the first place!

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