After speaking, she stretched out her hand and yawned.

Gong Yulan stopped the accident and raised her eyebrows: "You want to sleep?" He originally thought that she would definitely not be able to sleep today.

"No, it's so comfortable. You let me rest for a while, close my eyes and rest. After a while, I will flip through the medical books, study, and see if I can have any new ideas."

"Aren't most of your medical books in the ghost market?"

"Have you seen it all?"

"uh-huh."

"There are still some less commonly used ones in the medical system, and I don't want them after I've turned them over." When Duanmu Yawang said, he closed his eyes and closed his eyes to calm his mind.

Gong Yulan didn't bother her, just hugged her quietly.

Although he was closing his eyes and restoring his mind, Duanmu Yawang's mind was still spinning quickly, and various prescriptions and diseases flashed quickly in his mind.

She feels that her mind is still very clear, so she feels that she is unlikely to fall asleep.

However, Gong Yulanzhi's chest was so comfortable that she was reluctant to leave. She was so comfortable that she sighed, and then her eyelids became heavier and more sleepy.

She persuaded herself to rely on it for a while, and it would be fine for a while.

However, when she opened her eyes again, the room was dark and sweet.

She looked out of the window in a daze, but saw that it was gray outside the window, and the sky was already a little brighter.

It's almost dawn.

Good point, why did she fall asleep?

"Ugh!"

She sighed softly and moved, only to find that the bed was warm and her waist was tightly hugged by an arm. She was about to reach out and remove Gong Yulan's arm away from her ear. Then came a deep and pleasant voice: "Wake up?"

"Um."

Duanmu Yawang nodded, yawned, turned over and hugged his waist slightly, "Are you awake too?"

Gong Yulan touched her head and gave a hum, Duan Muya looked at his voice, unexpectedly felt that there was sleepiness in it: "Is it still sleepy?"

Gong Yulan only touched her hair and did not answer.

Duanmu Yawang knew that he was really sleepy, so he stopped talking. He pillowed himself on his chest, listening to his regular heartbeat, his mind was also groggy, half asleep.

Then, between half asleep and half awake, I don't know how long it took. Somehow, a large number of medicines and several other diseases flashed through her mind.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes and suddenly became sober.

"Why didn't I think of this before, it's a pity, it's a pity."

She murmured, turned over and got out of bed without saying a word.

She was so excited that she almost tripped over the quilt on the bed.

"What's wrong?"

Gong Yulanzhi also woke up at this time and stretched her hand to prevent her from falling.

Duanmu Yawang didn't answer him. She was so excited that she was almost trembling. After she ran out of bed, she didn't even wear shoes, and immediately ran to the side of the desk, picked up pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and quickly wrote.

She used to write fast, but never before has this moment passed so fast.

But in the blink of an eye, she wrote a page full of paper.

After she finished writing a page, she stretched out her hand to put the written page to the other side, pressed it with a paperweight, and wrote the second page by hand.

She finished page after page.

She didn't stop until she wrote seven or eight pages of densely packed paper continuously. Because the speed was too fast, her hands were tired, and even almost numb, and she finally finished writing.

"Patter!"

Throwing the pen in her hand, she suddenly ran over to the bed excitedly, threw herself into his arms, and laughed with excitement: "It's really nowhere to find any place to break through the iron shoes. I got the hang of it by accident!"

Gong Yulan gently touched her head with his eyes closed, "Well, it's amazing."

"Guess what I wrote just now?"

Duanmu Yawang raised his head from Gong Yulan's arms and said excitedly.

Gong Yulan stopped raising her eyebrows, and rarely cooperated: "Your friend's prescription?"

"Guessed part of it." Duanmu Yawang's dark eyes were as bright as stars: "Also, I probably thought of a way to know how to separate Bai Tingzhi's body and soul!"

"Oh?" Gong Yulan was really surprised this time. She didn't think she slept, and suddenly solved the two problems that entangled her last night.

It's really incredible.

"real!"

Duanmu Yawang was afraid that he would not believe it, and nodded her head repeatedly to promise, "I will let Ling'er come over...Huh?"

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly realized something and looked out the window, only to realize that the sky had already been bright for some time, and the golden sunlight had already refracted in from the window.

"Why is it dawn?"

Duanmu Yawang blinked, a little surprised: "I just wrote a few prescriptions. How long should it take me?"

Gong Yulan was a little bit dumbfounded, "Do you not know that the sky is completely bright when you wake up? Otherwise, you think there is no light in the room, how did you write a few prescriptions?"

"Ah, too..."

Even so, Duanmu Yawang still had no impression. She clearly remembered that when she woke up, the room was still dark, but she was lying half-asleep and half-awake in the blink of an eye, and it was dawn?

Could it be that she didn't just lie down for a while?

"Forget it, I don't want to."

The result is good anyway, no matter when it's dawn!

Duanmu Yawang waved his hand and asked Gong Yulan, "Are you going to get up?"

"Um."

Gong Yulan responded and started to dress.

So both of them got up and freshened up.

After freshening up,

Duanmu Yawang didn't go down for breakfast immediately. She walked to the desk, thought for a moment, took out the smallest brush, found a piece of paper, and wrote quickly.

She wrote very little this time. After writing half a sheet of paper densely, she tore off the paper, then rolled it up, and said to Gong Yulan, "I'll go downstairs to find Ling'er."

"Look for it to send a letter?"

"right."

"Let's go together."

"good."

So the two went downstairs together and went to Xiao Bailu's room.

Little Bailu and the others just woke up. Hearing that they had hurriedly opened the door, Xiao Bailu asked as he yawned, "Master, why are you so early today?"

"Of course something is happening."

When Duanmu Yawang said, he waved to Lan Ling'er and flattened his palms: "Ling'er come here."

"Good host."

Lan Ling'er was not very energetic, but still hovering over his wings, stopped on Duanmu Yawang's spread palms, Duanmu Yawang reached out and put the rolled paper into the bucket on Lan Ling'er's ankle.

"Master, what is that?" Little Bailu curiously asked, "Who are you going to send the letter to?"

She didn't answer, and patted Lan Ling'er's head: "Ling'er, give me another trip to Liuhuo Empire."

Lan Ling'er also needs to sleep. Now she is a little half-asleep and half-awake, with her head drooping, her eyes half-closed and resting, her wings trembling when she hears him, pitifully: "Go home now, Master?"