"Don't make trouble."

Duanmu Yawang was very angry. After speaking, he answered her second child’s question, “Doctors must have a deep understanding of human body structure, human bones, and human muscles. This kind of cognition can be passed on to us about the human body. Information."

The second child was dissatisfied: "Simply put it simply."

"..."

Duanmu Yawang was silent suddenly, and reluctantly added: "This explanation is already very simple."

The boss said lightly: "Then put it more vividly."

"Okay." Duanmu Yawang obediently followed Shunruliu, "For example, I don't know that the master can tell who the person is from the sound of a person's footsteps?"

The boss didn't answer, but his eyes rolled, "I probably understand what you mean."

The second child yelled, "Is it clear? I don't understand. This sound of footsteps doesn't seem to have anything to do with the topic mentioned earlier, right?"

After finishing speaking, he was annoyed at Duanmu Yawang: "You speak clearly."

Duanmu Yawang said helplessly: "In fact, everyone's footsteps and footstep frequencies are different. This difference is caused by people's weight, human bones, human muscles, and human habits..."

The second child was mad at hearing, "How come back to those complicated words before?"

"..."

Duanmu Yawang was speechless, and closed her mouth cleverly.

The boss tapped on the tabletop and stared straight at Duanmu Yawang: "You mean, because of your understanding of all aspects of the human body, you guessed from my footsteps and other physical movements that my legs were missing. ?"

Duanmu Yawang had to sigh: "The master is wise."

It's wise to be a little terrible.

This man's brain is really not ordinary smart.

The boss stared at her, and said: "The problem with the feet really makes sense according to what you said, but the problems with the fingers, the movements of the hands and the movements of the legs, can not make the same sound, I think I am. The hand movement has always been relatively light..."

Having said this, he suddenly stopped, tapped his fingertips on the tabletop, paused, and reached out again to pour himself a cup of tea.

Duan Mu Ya looked at the slight sound of the desktop, and smiled.

"Boss, why didn't you say it?" The second child still looked confused.

The boss said nothing, just staring at Duanmu Yawang, "To be honest, it is said that the dwarves are very smart. I have never believed it before, but after seeing you two, I did believe this statement."

"Master, you don't have to say that." Duanmu Yawang said honestly: "Whether you are smart or not is just a matter of your own race, it has nothing to do with race, just like you are a giant, but I haven't seen how many others. The dwarves are smarter than you."

The second child opened his mouth rounded, "You really know how to slap a horse, this is the best and most natural sentence I have ever heard to exaggerate the boss."

Duanmu Yawang spread his hands: "No, it's just because of feelings."

"You should know that I was very angry about Daxu, and the surprise check on you was because of this incident, but you seem to be very calm? You are not afraid, because you think you are very useful to me, so you are not afraid or why? "The boss has been staring at her, and suddenly asked.

"Fear or not, will the result be different?"

"What does your note today mean?"

Duanmu Ya looked for a moment, as if he hadn't expected him to ask, shrugged and said: "It's really meaningless, just the meaning on the note."

"Really?" The boss rubbed the pattern of the cup and said meaningfully: "You know, if you don't write that note, I can't find that Daxu's illness is related to you. In the same way, you wrote. Give me such a note, don’t you think I might discover something like this?"

The second child sneered and said of course: "Boss, she must think you are so careful, right? Otherwise, where would she dare to write?"

"To shut up!"

The boss said coldly: "Only your mind will think so!"

The second child pointed at himself with his mouth wide open, feeling extremely wronged.

What's wrong with his brain?

His mind is good!

When I went out, I went out to Crescent Bay, and asked loudly, who didn't know that the second king had a flexible mind, and his martial arts was strong. Who didn't know that he was cunning and sophisticated. How could he get to his boss and say he has no brains every day?

Questioning, sometimes it takes time.

At this moment, it was interrupted by the second child, and the boss was very unhappy.

However, he was not interested in questioning Duanmu Yawang a second time with the same sentence.

He stood up and said coldly to Duanmu Yawang and Ye Nongying: "For today's matter, you must be punished by both of you. Within today, neither of you can eat, drink, or bathe, and it is forbidden to leave. One step in the room."

Duanmu Yawang and Ye Nongying did not speak.

The boss stared at the two of them: "Are you dissatisfied?"

Ye Nongying raised her hand, "I'm not convinced."

"Oh?"

The boss squinted, "You mean, this matter has nothing to do with you?"

"Yes." Ye Nong Ying said for granted: "I have never participated in it, so why should I be guilty of the same crime?"

"Are you not friends?"

Ye Nongying said, "We are not friends who share weal and woe, just like you, if the second master is punished, will you be punished with him?"

The boss groaned and nodded: "Yes, you don't have to be punished today."

Ye Nongying smiled: "Thank you, Master."

The boss nodded, pinched the embroidered bag from them and left.

The second child was inexplicably forced on one side.

what is this? The boss really doesn't have any friendship with him?

Although Duanmu Yawang was punished and ran out of food and drink, she still had to do what she had to do. She did the dinner in the evening.

After she was done, she had to stand aside and ‘watch’ them eating.

After eating, clean up the leftovers and pans and pans.

After tidying up, I thought I could go back to the room to rest, but when I got out of the kitchen, I was stopped by the boss.

"What's the matter?"

"It's okay to stop you?" The second child snorted, and said in a bad mood: "Come here, sit down and talk."

Still sit down?

Duanmu Ya looked at the fingertips in her sleeves, and Yiyan sat down.

The boss was not wordy at all, and immediately asked: "In your opinion, can my lung disease and cold symptoms be cured?"

Duanmu Ya looked at it: "It's not that it is impossible to cure, but it is difficult."

The second child narrowed his eyes dangerously, "With your medical skills, it is also difficult? Do you really find it difficult, or do you deliberately say that, not intending to treat the boss?"

Duanmu Yawang did not refute, nor was he angry, but rather calmly said: "The lungs are related to breathing. To prevent lung disease, you must first live in a good environment, preferably a green grassy bridge. A place with flowing water, such a place is good for nurturing people. But here is a desert land, not to mention the wind and dust, and occasionally there is sand and dust, how to nourish the heart and lungs?"