"Cold syndrome is not the same as lung disease."

Duanmu Yawang said indifferently: "This must be pulsed first, and a conclusion can only be drawn by seeing the situation of the master. Since the master does not give pulses, then I can't prescribe the right medicine. After all, cold syndrome cannot be treated, as long as it is severe. Heal with medicine."

As soon as the second child heard it, he glanced at the boss.

The boss stood up without comment and waved his hand: "Let’s get here for today's conversation. Everyone will go back to the room and rest."

After speaking, he went back to the room.

The second child looked at his back and wanted to call him, but finally licked his mouth without saying anything.

Withdrawing his gaze, seeing that Duanmu Yawang and Ye Nongying did not move, he stared at the two of them vigilantly: "What are you still standing for? Don't you go back?"

Duan Muya looked at him: "I thought the second master had something to tell us."

Ye Nong Ying echoed: "I think so too."

"you……"

The second child looked at the two, gritted his teeth, and felt that he was in a terrible mood.

Because he does have something to say to them.

But how did they see it?

Looking at the two blindfolded people, thinking about their conversation with the boss just now, he grabbed a handful of hair irritably.

His handsome second-in-chief is like a poor brainless worm at the moment. The other three people in this room have brains several times better than him!

This always feels really bad.

But, apart from bad, curiosity is still there.

He squinted at them and asked, "Why do you think so?"

Duanmu Yawang replied: "Afraid of being burdensome, all the valuable things like gold on our bodies are kept in the room."

When they returned to the room, they found everything was missing.

Obviously, when the second child searched the room by himself, he scratched it, and didn't mention it to the master at all. Obviously, he wanted to embezzle it by himself.

Gold is precious and important no matter where it goes.

The second thought of this, and sneered, "Don't forget, you are our slaves now, and everything you have belongs to us. Is it possible that you still want to get back the gold?"

"No."

Duanmu Yawang and Ye Nongying both shook their heads, but they also added: "It's just that the big master..."

"To shut up!"

The second child turned a sullen face and squinted at them coldly, but thinking that they couldn't see them again, there was no need, and he just hummed: "I understand, don't you stay here just to threaten the boss? "

"Don't dare."

Duanmu Yawang sighed, Ye Nongying pursed her lips and said, "It's just that there is a golden hairpin inside, which is my mother's relic. Can you please raise your hand to the second master..."

"can not!"

The second child refused without hesitation.

He was particularly impressed with the golden hairpin, the butterfly tassel made of gold, with exquisite carving, it was an extremely grand and precious piece of jewelry.

Such a piece of jewelry has never been seen in Crescent Bay. If this item is put up for auction, it will definitely be expensive, and not many people can afford it.

The boss controls the money, and occasionally gives him some change. What he lacks most is money. Now that these good things are in his hands, how could he be willing to return it?

Ye Nongying bit her lip: "Second master, I..."

"No more!"

The second child was very impatient, and said coldly: "You may not live long, and your mother's relic will soon become your relic. What use is it for you to ask for it? Don't be wordy to attract the boss, otherwise you will look good. ."

After speaking, he strode away.

Duanmu Ya looked at Ye Nongying's hand and said, "Go back to the room."

"Um."

There is no other way, it can only be this way.

However, that night, when the boss and the second were sleeping well, they woke up one after another when they heard the call of Duanmu Yawang coming from the hall.

The two of them were awakened halfway, and their faces were both ugly.

The second child was waiting for Duanmu Yawang, who was standing in the hall, with red eyes and palm lights, and said angrily: "In the middle of the night, what is your name?"

"Nongying has a fever." Duan Muya said: "I used a towel to cool her down, and the temperature didn't go down."

"Why do I have a fever?"

Duanmuya looked at him and said: "Bleeding eyes are infected, and fever is considered mild."

"How about you? Why are you okay?"

"I actually didn't feel well at noon." Duanmu Yawang said indifferently: "I found out early by myself, plus there are medicines, so I took care of it."

The boss also came out wearing his clothes, and said without any fluctuations in his voice: "You are also a healer, so it's useless to call us."

"It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice, I don't have medicine."

The second child held his chest with one hand, so he asked in a leisurely moment: "Aren't you asking us to buy you medicine?"

Duanmu Yawang hadn't spoken yet, and the second child said again: "Are you too naive? How can you see a master who would buy medicine for a slave to treat illness?"

Duanmu Yawang quietly waited for her second child to finish talking before talking, "The medicine is not necessary, can I return the silver needle that I found before? I will hand it in again in the morning after the fever disappears."

The second child's eyes moved, and before he could speak, the boss glanced at him: "Go and see the situation, and give her the silver needle for one night if it is true."

After that, he turned around and left.

The second child snorted and walked towards the room of the two of them.

After entering the room, the second child really saw the face and neck of Ye Nongying wearing a white single-clothes, almost all red, sweaty on his body, and his head turning uncomfortably, and he knew that it was not burning lightly.

He didn't bother to touch Ye Nong Ying, frowning and looking at Duan Muya: "Come out with me."

"Yes."

The two went to the second child’s room, and the second child threw the things they had searched in front of her, "Hurry up and pick it myself."

Duanmu Yawang took the silver needle and left.

Duanmu Yawang did what he said. When the second child woke up the next morning, the smell of food was wafting from the kitchen.

When I went to the kitchen, Duanmu Yawang was waving a spatula, Ye Nongying's face was pale, and her whole body was burning weakly.

While eating, Ye Nongying didn't have much appetite, but he still ate everything.

After breakfast, Duanmu Yawang also consciously handed the silver needle to her second child.

But Ye Nongying's illness completely healed the next day.

In the following days, Duanmu Yawang and Ye Nongying were not busy, and they were going well.

Although the second child sometimes finds faults, the boss almost does nothing and doesn’t deliberately squeeze them. They can eat and wear warmth. During the day, when a patient comes to see the patient’s illness, he will be there alone if he does not come. The room stayed.

Three meals a day were prepared by the two of them.

However, because the boss’s medicated diet has to be made separately, the workload on diet is much larger than before.

Days passed by for half a month.

At noon that day, when everyone was eating, the boss stared at the cloth strips on the eyes of the two of them, and wrinkled his brows: "Do you want to keep your eyes tied to the cloth strips like this?"