"Miss Duanmu, Mr. Mu, his subordinates were ordered to pick Mr. Mu to the residence."

Fang Zhu's subordinates were also in their twenties, with a tough face and a calm and loyal look. He came to the two of them and bowed slightly to bow.

"Thank you."

Ye Nongying nodded and asked him, "What's your name?"

The man replied respectfully: "Subordinate Yuanling."

"The name is good."

Ye Nongying said, looking at Duanmu Yawang: "Then we go first?"

Duanmu Yawang was about to nod. At this time, Yuanling raised his head and said to Duanmu Ya: "Miss Duanmu, if it is convenient, tell me the approximate location of your subordinates. Subordinates can send you to your friend first, and then Young Master Mu. Mansion."

"no need."

Duan Mu Yawang smiled and waved her hand, "No need to be so troublesome. My friend is very punctual. I will wait for him to pick me up. You can send... Mu Gongzi into the mansion, don't worry about me."

Yuanling pondered for a moment, a little hesitant.

Duanmu Yawang could see that he was worried about her, and his heart was slightly warm. Fang Lanzhou was a nice person, and his subordinate was also a good temperament. He said warmly: "Don't worry, I'm a bit capable and can take care of myself."

"This is natural."

Yuanling didn't talk too much. Seeing Duanmu Yawang said this, he nodded and said: "If this is the case, then the subordinates will send Master Mu to go."

"good."

Yuanling said to Ye Nong Ying: "Mr. Mu, please."

"Um."

Ye Nongying nodded, looking at Duanmuya, "See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

When Duanmu Yawang said, she took Xiao Bailu's hand and watched the two leave.

After the two left, Duanmu Yawang leaned against the wall and waited.

Little Bailu took out two small desserts wrapped in oil paper from his chest and put them in his mouth. After a while, he finished the desserts, and then complained: "Sister, when will I go to Ximen Yingyue to return the embroidered bag? ?"

Because there is no embroidered bag, it is not easy for them to take the Qiankun bag from the medical system casually, so now there is no place to put everything they eat.

Today there is a lot of food to eat on Fang Lanzhou’s spacecraft. When Fang Lanzhou asked him to bring more food, he couldn’t get it!

It's painful if I want to eat and can't eat it!

Duanmu Yawang actually has a headache for this, squeezing her temples, and said helplessly: "I have a chance tomorrow, I will ask Mr. Fang to help, see if I can find Ximen Yingyue's residence, and then go back to get the embroidered bag."

It is inconvenient for her without an embroidered bag. It will be even more inconvenient for her to give Song Xiyao medical tools and medicine later.

Thinking of this, she said: "I'm in the polar region. The Qiankun bag shouldn't be considered particularly attractive, right? And there should be no thieves. Why should I take the Qiankun bag out and use it?"

Little Bailu nodded: "I think it can."

Naturally it won't work here. Duan Muya looked at him and said, "Then I will go to the toilet. If you see Song Gongzi's people coming, let them wait for me."

"good."

Little Bailu answered obediently.

Taking something, Duanmu Yawang came out, but when she came out, Song Yiyao hadn't come yet.

She had to wait while chatting with Xiao Bailu.

After waiting for a while, she raised her eyes and looked around again, and found that the people in the venue could no longer see people. In the huge venue, there were only two of her and Xiao Bailu.

Little Bailu pouted, obviously a little unhappy. He touched his belly and raised his head and looked at Duan Muya: "Sister, Song Yiyao was very punctual before. It's too late today. We have waited for more than two quarters. It's the clock!"

Duanmu Yawang also felt strange, but he was not upset, "I guess something has been delayed."

"Song Yiyao has no time, so he can call someone to come." Little Bailu said seriously: "It doesn't mean that he has to come to pick him up in person. Moreover, if he is not free, it is better to let someone come to pick him up than someone to be here all the time. Wait, okay?"

Little Bailu actually made sense, Duanmu Yawang rubbed his head, "Anyway, wait a minute."

"All right."

Little Bailu Su Ri'an was unhappy, but could only continue to wait.

This time, another two quarters of an hour passed.

They all waited for an hour.

Little Bailu became even more unhappy, stomping his feet and said, "Will Song Yi cuisine come? If we don't come, we can just find an inn and stay here, so we can eat cold wind here!"

Duanmu Yawang was about to speak, and saw a person hurriedly approaching.

Duanmu Ya took a look, and it was a sergeant.

The deacon gasped and looked at Duanmu Yawang with a sorry expression: "Miss Duanmu is sorry, but the house happened to have some trouble, and the little master had a temper, it was delayed."

"Um."

Duanmuya nodded, accepted his apology, and said, "Then we go?"

"good."

Seeing that Duanmu Yawang was not angry, the deacon heaved a sigh of relief. However, he still apologized several times on the way and was sincere.

The deacon came in a carriage, a very comfortable carriage, and when he got into the carriage, the deacon brought food and drink to the little white deer, and the little white deer's original anger disappeared.

From Sixth Street to Eighth Street, it took more than an hour to arrive even if you were driving a carriage.

For more than an hour, that is, two hours, Duanmu Yawang was tired from sitting on the soft carriage. When the carriage stopped, she couldn't help but stretch her neck.

Seeing that she was tired, the deacon apologized: "Miss Duanmu, please rest assured. When you take you to Fifth Street tomorrow, you must use a spacecraft. The time will be much faster and it will be a lot more comfortable. Get ready to make you tired."

Duanmu Yawang was helpless: "Shishi, okay, you apologized so many times tonight that I can't even count them."

The deacon was a little embarrassed, but when he thought about it, he quickly lifted the carriage curtain and said, "Miss Duanmu, please get off the car."

Duanmu Ya snorted and pulled the little white deer out of the carriage.

As soon as I got off the carriage, I saw Song Yiyao standing by the door waiting.

Seeing her, Song Yiyao came forward. Before she could even speak, Duanmu Yawang made a stop gesture, and said in a bad mood, "No need to say sorry, let's go in."

"good."

Song Yiyao was indeed apologetic. He sighed and smiled, but he really didn't say anything, and invited her into the mansion.

As he walked, Duanmu Yawang asked, "Little Young Master Song is having a temper again?"

"Well, I slept, and when I woke up, I wanted to find you. I said you were testing and fighting, so he clamored to see you. With his body, we naturally couldn't let him go, so he lost his temper. "

After finishing speaking, Song Yiyao said again: "Although I have a temper, I don’t seem to have any hallucinations or hallucinations, and my mental condition has improved a lot. His business is actually not a big deal, but I have encountered some troubles here. I was anxious to go back to deal with it, but I didn't expect that it took more time than I expected and it was delayed."

"Understood."

Song Yiyao asked her: "Miss Duanmu should be hungry, why not go to dinner first?"

"Let's go and see the young man first." Duanmu Yawang actually likes Song Xiyao: "I want to see his situation."

"Okay." Song Yiyao couldn't bear to refuse the good things for his brother.

A few people went to Song Xiyao's room together, and the steward knocked on the door.

Inside came the young man's hum: "You go, I don't want to see you."

Song Yiyao sighed helplessly, but she said with a smile: "Xiao Yao, Miss Duanmu is here, don't you want to see me?"

As soon as the words came out, there was a sound of footsteps inside, and soon the door opened.

The boy's snow-white face appeared, and he looked at Duanmu Yawang with big eyes: "Sister, you are here."

Duanmu Yawang smiled: "I'm standing here, did you say it's here?"

The boy opened his mouth and smiled very happily, adding a bit of popularity to his pale, paper-like face. He said, "I'm very happy."

Duanmu Ya sighed and said, "Go in, I'll give you a pulse number?"

The boy was very obedient, he obediently responded, and looked into his room with Duan Muya.

Song Yiyao and Shishi were very surprised.

After all, ordinary doctors, as long as they talk about medicine, the teenager will definitely resist, and will expel people out of anger. Such joyful acceptance is something that hardly ever happened.

The teenager's liking for Duanmu Yawang was beyond their imagination.

Song Xiyao brought Duanmu Yawang to the table and sat down, obediently stretched out a snow-white slender wrist to her, Duanmu Yawang couldn't help but said, "Good."

The boy smiled shyly.

Duanmu Yawang stretched out her hand to hold his pulse and asked, "After waking up in the afternoon, did you feel any discomfort?"