Zhu Zhimeng is really a person who is punctual and keeps his promises. For an hour, he really came to Duanmu Yawang's wing alone by himself. When Duanmu Yawang opened the door, he pushed the wheelchair and looked up at her with a gentle smile: "Miss Duanmu , It's hard work."

"polite."

Duanmu Yawang walked out and pushed him forward.

Little Bailu shut the door behind him.

Zhu Zhimeng glanced at the little white deer and smiled.

Little Bailu has always been short-hearted, blinked, what did he say: "You seem to be very satisfied with me here, don't you really think that my sister will do anything to you?"

Zhu Zhimeng touched the tip of her nose and looked towards Duanmu Ya, only to see her raised her eyebrows, her black eyes as bright as morning stars.

This is a girl who makes people feel mysterious and beautiful the more I look at it.

Little Bailu hummed: "Although you do look good, you are just average here. Compared with me... the future brother-in-law, you are incomparable."

Zhu Zhimeng only regarded him as a calf guard, and didn't care much about it, but was curious: "Miss Duanmu, do you really have a fiance?"

"Black hair and black eyes, can't you have a fiancé?"

Duanmu Yawang said as he turned back to the table, picked up a few bottles of syrup and mixed it, then took out the prepared needle and sucked in the syrup.

"It doesn't mean that, it's just that I am interested in what kind of person the other party is." When Zhu Zhimeng said, his eyes were attracted by the needle in Duanmu Yawang's hand.

For sharp things, humans will subconsciously reject them.

He is not surprised.

He raised his eyebrows: "What is this?"

"Needle." When Duanmu Yawang said, seeing his expression, raised his eyebrows: "Afraid?"

Zhu Zhimeng did not respond, but just asked: "What's the effect of this...?"

Duanmu Yawang replied very directly: "Inject the medicine into your body."

There was a second of Zhu Zhimeng, his expression was a bit subtle, but soon, he adjusted, his face calmly smiled: "I trust Miss Duanmu."

Little Bailu touched his chin, "Your reaction is the calmest among so many people, yes, calm enough, I like it."

"Nonsense, is this your attitude toward elders?" Duanmu Yawang knocked him on the head irritably.

The little white deer sticks out his tongue and dare not make any trouble.

Duanmu Yawang didn't say anything. He walked over with the needle, lifted the sleeves of Zhuzhimeng, and said, "There will be a little pain, please bear with me."

"It's a good thing to feel pain sometimes." Zhu Zhimeng smiled faintly, and when he said, he glanced at the tip of the needle in Duanmu Yawang's hand, and then looked away.

Duanmu Yawang pondered his words and sighed inwardly.

She understands that if it is possible, even if it is pain, it is better than not having any perception.

She didn't say clearly, she did some preparations, tapped Zhu Zhimeng's arm, and then injected the needle in.

It takes only two or three seconds before and after, the needle tip leaves.

Zhu Zhimeng was stunned for a moment, a little stunned: "Alright?"

"right."

Duanmuya saw his expression and smiled: "Is it not uncomfortable as I imagined?"

"I can hardly feel any pain."

"Yes." Duanmu Yawang smiled, and then said sternly: "As soon as your medicine is effective, you will fall asleep. If you feel tired, don't care."

"good."

Zhu Zhimeng fully cooperated, and didn't even ask why the treatment would cause him to fall asleep. It is estimated that Duanmu Yawang was brought by Xiao Wuzheng, so she didn't have any defense against her.

After only half an hour before and after the dream, he fell into a deep sleep.

Duanmu Yawang didn't pull up the enchantment this time, but asked Yin Huiyin to look around carefully, then took out the medical machinery, and first checked Zhuzhimeng.

"How about master?"

The little white deer was watching around and curiously asked: "Is it possible to cure it?"

"There are living cells."

Duanmu Yawang stared at the instrument and said without looking back: "Cell viability still exists and can be cured, but it is more troublesome. It is estimated that a lot of physical therapy will be required."

The so-called physical therapy is treatment with medical equipment.

This kind of treatment process will be more painful, of course, the most important point is that in this world, this kind of treatment is not convenient at all.

Moreover, physical therapy takes a certain amount of time, but it can't be cured in ten and a half days.

Xiao Bailu has been with Duanmu Yawang for so long. He is more or less clear about physical therapy. After listening to it, he is also a little sad, "We don't have so much time to help him with physical therapy."

"Yes, but his muscle atrophy is severe, only physical therapy can better excite the neuromuscular, and it is currently the best treatment for his condition."

"All right."

Little Bailu sighed, "Then you estimate, how long will it take to see the effect?"

"I can't draw conclusions yet." Duanmu Yawang checked the situation of Zhuzhimeng, thought for a while, adjusted the medicine, and used a needle to hit the medicine on the acupoints of Zhuzhimeng's legs, before saying: "I need to do something specific. Test to see how much his muscle cells accept the drug."

"Oh."

Little Bailu watched for a long time, and then he didn't have any interest in continuing to wander around this topic. His eyes rolled around, "Master, are you sure about participating in the battle?"

"Unknown things, how can I make a conclusion?" Duanmu Yawang knocked on his head angeredly, "Go and lie down or play and practice, don't get in the way of me here."

"All right."

Little Bailu pouted and ran back to the bed unwillingly and lay down.

Since Zhu Zhimeng entered Duanmu Yawang's room, Manager Xi has been waiting not far away nervously.

Half an hour passed.

Soon one hour and two hours passed.

It was almost noon, and Zhu Zhimeng still didn't come out of it.

Guan Xi couldn't help but feel a little nervous, thinking about it almost to find an excuse to break in.

However, Xiao Wuzheng who was eagerly rushed to hold him back.

"Mr. Xiao?" Seeing Xiao Wuzheng, Director Xi didn't tighten the screw, and seemed a little dissatisfied: "Why are you here?"

"Just went to sleep." Xiao Wuzheng said as he yawned leisurely, and then stared at Guan Shi with a smile: "Why, do you think I don't care enough about your Patriarch?"

Guan Shi kept his face calm and did not say a word.

But what he thinks, you don't need to think about it.

Xiao Wuzheng smiled, seeming carelessly, but a sharp light flickered in his eyes: "The people I brought can still kill the dream? On the contrary, since I can bring people here, you should remember Lao Xi Once I work, you just wait for your master’s legs to get better, don’t always worry about this and that."