Gong Yulan stopped frowning and reached out to rub her forehead that was slapped red by her own slap, "Go slowly."

"I have prepared a lot this time."

Duanmu Yawang was very thirsty, and while talking, he came to a cup of tea to quench his thirst, "This talk will take at least two or three hours. Now this time, it is estimated that it will be the big evening."

"so long?"

"Um."

Only once, how can I deal with it casually.

"okay then."

Gong Yulan pursed his lips, "You go to lecture, I go to practice."

"good."

Duanmu Yawang smiled, and kissed his pretty chin on her tiptoe.

Gong Yulan's thin lips curled slightly, his face instantly softened, he lowered his head, hugged her waist, and kissed her as she left.

The kiss was almost out of control.

Fortunately, Gong Yulan was restrained enough, and Duanmu Yawang was still busy, otherwise Duanmu Yawang would definitely drag Gong Yulan onto the bed.

No way, once something happens, you will become addicted.

Duan Muya looked at Luochenfang, but Luo Jiuchen was a little surprised when she saw her, "Deyin, are you here? Didn't Mr. Mu and your brother come back? Are they leaving?"

Duanmuya looked surprised: "How do you know?"

"They've been here once."

Luo Jiuchen smiled, and Duanmu Yawang was taken aback: "In the morning?"

"Yeah, I came here to talk to me about the ice bed, but when they came, they heard that you hadn't got up yet, so they only stayed for a while and left."

"So that's the case."

Duanmu Yawang didn't ask any more. She shook the notebook in her hand and asked with a smile: "I think there are not many patients in the mansion. Are those children in your workshop free?"

"Yes. This must be."

Luo Jiuchen knew that she was referring to lectures to several children, "They have been looking forward to it since yesterday, but today is a special situation, I told them not to wait. You wait for a while, I will let them all gather."

"good."

Duanmu Yawang nodded. Seeing that Luo Jiuchen was about to leave, she remembered something and hurriedly asked: "By the way, Mr. Luo, how are the patients?"

"Heart pain, but there is no mutation. They feel much tired after taking the medicine, so they all go home." Luo Jiuchen replied: "And the patient with purple eyes that day woke up once in the morning, and his state changed. much better."

After that, what he thought of, he said in general: "The patient yelled to see you as soon as he woke up."

"Oh?"

Duanmu Yawang raised her eyebrows, "Is that patient still in that room?"

"Yes. Regarding his family, I originally thought he wanted to send him home after he woke up, but he said that there are no family members, no people he knows, and he refuses to leave."

"Should he stay with you and refuse to leave, right?"

"It shouldn't be." Luo Jiuchen said with a smile: "No one would like to live in a drugstore and be a patient all the time, right? Even if you are homeless, going to a tavern or something is better than Lai staying here."

"Right."

Duanmu Yawang touched his chin, and said: "Go ahead, I just happen to be fine, I'll go see him." To be more correct, I would go and meet him.

See what the **** he wants to do!

As a result, the two went away separately.

Duan Muya looked to the patient room. She had just approached the patient room, and before the door was opened, a scream came from inside: "Who!"

The voice sounded full of anger.

Duanmu Yawang didn't answer, and pushed the door open.

As soon as the door was opened, I saw that the dying patient who had gone mad and fainted yesterday has a normal skin color, and he is gnawing at the fresh fruit provided by Luochenfang on the bed with Erlang's legs upright.

As soon as he saw Duanmu Yawang, his eyes lit up, and he gathered the fruit holding hand behind him, while exclaiming in surprise: "Benefactor!"

"..."

Duanmu Yawang swept him up and down twice, staring at him with his arms around his chest with a smile but a smile: "You seem to be very energetic?"

The young man smiled stiffly, with an extremely well-behaved and timid appearance, Noono said: "Yes, it's okay, it's the benefactor's medicine that is too powerful."

"Oh? Really?"

Duanmuya looked at her chin and said lightly: "Put out your hand."

The man was startled, hesitated, and handed the hand holding the fruit to Duanmu Yawang.

Duanmuya didn't even look at the fruit in his hand. He put **** on his pulse, but the man talked a lot, staring straight at Duanmu Yawang: "Benefactor, you are not from Luochenfang. Ah? How old is it now? Is there twelve?"

Duanmu Yawang: "..."

Duanmuya didn't answer, and the man was not sad, and continued Barabala's words: "Benefactor, depending on your stature, you can only be twelve at most. A blue-eyed person is so good in medicine, should he be well-known in the world? Why don't you tell me your name?"

"..." Duanmu Yawang still didn't bother to care about him.

"As the saying goes, small hidden in the city, big hidden in the mountains, this place can be regarded as remote. You don't want to say it, benefactor, but because you don't want others to disturb you?"

"..." You really think too much.

It's really hard for a man to have such imagination.

"Benefactor, why don't you say a word?" The man said a lot and never got a response. He was finally depressed. He was very aggrieved and looked at her wrinkly: "Could you be the benefactor because of that day I ran into you, are you upset?"

After that, without waiting for Duanmu Yawang to speak, he sighed: "Oh, don't blame me, my illness is inexplicable, and I have seen many doctors and there is still no change. I feel that something is wrong with me, so I ran all the way. When I come to Luochenfang, I want to see the master or young master of Luochenfang."

"It was a coincidence for you that day. With your age, it is hard to imagine that you are good at medical skills, and you are not guilty if you don't know it. Don't you want to be angry with your benefactor?"

"With so many words, does it take no effort to speak?"

Duanmu Yawang put his hand on his pulse, and when he said, he raised his eyes and glanced at him faintly.

With this sweep, his eyes narrowed.

Somehow, although this person's hair was sparse and a little embarrassed, he took all the hair off the back of his head, and his face was completely exposed.

Duanmu Ya looked around, only to feel that the whole face was sharp and angular, with prominent features, and very handsome.

When I saw him for the first time before, Duanmu Yawang could only give him a glance, and then fought with him, and then almost never saw him.

Looking at it now, it looks really enchanting.

And the evildoer is almost as good as Mu Qingchen!

Moreover, he has a very casual temperament.

Get it at will, and there is a hint of expensive.

Holding a fruit in his hand, each bite mark on it is the same size and very neat, and you can see that it is of unusual origin.

This person is not something in the pool.