"It's Junior Brother Wu!"

Liang Feng smiled and said, "Young Master Gongyu sent his junior back home."

When Old Lin heard this, he hurriedly asked, "Where is the son of Gongyu?"

"Old Lin, I am here."

Duanmu Yawang walked out from the corner and asked with a smile, "Are your fatigue and headaches still alive now?"

Old Lin did not expect that she would ask this. He was taken aback, shook his head, no pain, and felt unprecedented comfort. His eyes lit up, "Gong Yu, your medicine is really effective. Lin Mou is now heading The department doesn’t hurt at all."

"That's great."

Elder Lin was most concerned about Wu Min. He looked down at his disciple and grandson, "Master Gongyu, how is Miner's situation now? Lin feels that Min'er's complexion seems to have improved a lot, and his complexion has become normal."

"Um."

Duanmuya nodded and said with a smile: "Master Wu's life is fine."

Lin Lao and Liang Feng shrank, and they couldn't believe what they heard!

Old Lin was busy getting off the bed. Because he moved too fast, he accidentally fell off the side of the bed. The cool breeze was close, and he was busy holding him, so that he didn't knock his head to the ground.

However, this behavior still scared the cool breeze, "Master, how are you, are you okay?"

"fine."

Old Lin wasn't scared, he just felt a little embarrassed, "Master Gongyu, I made you laugh."

Duanmu Yawang shook his head, Lao Lin tidied up his clothes, walked to the table, and sat down at the table with Duanmu Yawang. He was about to ask about Wu Min, and the cool breeze quickly said: "Master, you haven't eaten in a day. , Too, Gongyu, don’t care about talking, let’s talk while eating!"

Lao Lin didn't even notice these dishes on the table. He only noticed what he said.

Especially when I heard that Duanmu Yawang hadn’t eaten anything for a whole day, she was a little anxious. He picked up the bowls and chopsticks next to her, and personally served her a bowl of rice. Young people, when they are growing up, how can they not eat, eat faster, we can talk after eating."

Young Master Gongyu is their benefactor, even if you are hungry, no one can be hungry benefactor!

"Thank you Lin."

Duanmu Yawang was not polite, and directly reached out to take the bowls and chopsticks.

"What a polite thing."

Old Lin asked Cool Breeze to remove the lid on the dishes, and found that they were all his favorites. He frowned, "Master Gongyu is here. Why don't people ask Master Gongyu his preferences?"

Liang Feng hurriedly explained the rules of the kitchen. Old Lin sighed and looked at Duan Muya: "Master Gongyu, you can't remember the time because of Miner's affairs, so you forgot to eat?"

"Not really."

Duanmu Yawang didn't deny it directly. If he stopped in Lin Lao's ears, it was equivalent to confessing. He was grateful and guilty in his heart. Looking at the red dishes on the table, he said embarrassedly: "Master Gongyu, our hometown is not spicy or unhappy. I don’t know if you can get used to it."

"I'm fine."

Duanmu Yawang smiled and said, "I can eat anything, and I like spicy food."

"That's fine."

Lao Lin immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He reached out and put a piece of fried chicken into her bowl, and urged: "Let's not just keep talking, come and eat, and eat together."

"good."

Duanmu Yawang was not polite, and started eating.

Both of them hadn't eaten for almost a day and were hungry, so they just focused on eating at the beginning, and everyone did not speak again in tacit understanding. When they were three points full, Duanmu Yawang slowed down.

Seeing this, Old Lin also slowed down.

The banquet table is the best place to talk about things.

It's just right now. After all, Mr. Lin remembered his disciple and couldn't help but ask carefully: "Master Gongyu, you just said that Min'er is safe for his life? It's not the old man and I don't believe in you, but Min'er is in a terrible situation. I'm almost desperate these few days, when such a good news suddenly comes, I, I'm really afraid that it will be nothing to rejoice."

Great joy and great compassion, old people can’t taste such a gap!

"Don't worry, Mr. Lin, it's true." Duan Muya saw that Mr. Lin was full of fear, fear and eagerness, and added a serious voice in his voice: "Until tomorrow night, Master Wu will be able to wake up. "

Old Lin's eyes were red, and he choked silently, unable to speak a word.

When the emotions reach the point of excitement, crying is the best expression!

Old Lin always had headaches, and when he was overwhelmed with joy and sorrow, he would have a splitting headache. The cool breeze on one side understood him the most, and he was busy comforting him: "Master, take your time, Lord Yu is here, you... can't let the son What a joke!"

"Right, right, let the son laugh."

Old Lin touched his tears with embarrassment on his face. When he said that, he stood up and came to Duanmu Yawang with a straight face. He was about to kneel down, kneeling and crying in gratitude: "Master Gongyu, you are so different. With the skill, I don’t seem to value any treasures. Lin doesn’t know how to repay you as well. He also asked the son to be respected by me."

Duanmu Yawang had a headache, and he hurriedly helped him up, but this time, no matter what Duanmu Yawang and Liang Feng tried to persuade him, Mr. Lin was reluctant to get up. He knelt and bowed to Duanmu Yawang, "Master Gongyu, in the future, you will be We are the benefactors of the Wu family and the Lin family, and there is no way to repay the great kindness. In the future, we will go up to the sword and go down the fire. Just a word, our Lin family and Wu family will definitely not shirk a word!"

"Old Lin, okay, you get up first." Duanmu Yawang pulled him up, "You take a bite and one you, it really broke me."

"What's the matter?" Old Lin looked at Duanmu Yawang, with a touch of admiration in his eyes, "Master Gongyu, you absolutely can afford this name. You are our benefactor again, how can you break it?"

If anyone could tell him that one day he would be full of admiration for a fifteen or six-year-old child at his age, and he would not believe it if he was killed!

However, such a thing really happened.

Such a terrible illness, this young man was able to solve it within a day!

How can he disrespect?

"Lin Laoyan is serious." Duan Mu Yawang sighed, not knowing what to say, remembering what, and exhorting: "By the way, Mr. Wu's life is worry-free, I hope you can conceal it first."

"hide?"

Old Lin was startled, a little puzzled, but still asked sternly, "Is there a scope for this concealment?"

"I hope that for the time being, only the four of us in the room will know about it within seven days."

"Min'er's parents are not allowed?" He just wanted Liang Feng to write a letter to inform his sister and brother-in-law.

"Better not for now."

Duanmu Yawang's voice was very serious, "I think Mr. Lin is also very clear about Gongyu's situation. It is a disease that is very difficult to treat. I have never liked publicity, especially when I go out. I also want to keep a low profile. I don't want to provoke unnecessary people. Trouble."