Lan Ling'er protested: "For that master, he should be very useful. I'm worried that something happened to him and that the master is inconvenient to do things. For that master, he should be useful."

Ziyuan glanced at Lan Ling'er lightly, and he didn't even have the desire to speak.

I've seen stupid ones, never seen such stupid ones.

"Oh."

Duanmu Yawang smiled, and did not correct Lan Linger's words, bowed her head, holding the medicine bottle and said to Ziyuan: "This kind of medicine powder will hurt when it penetrates into the wound, so bear with it."

"Um."

Ziyuan responded faintly, as if improperly.

Duanmu Yawang gave him medicine.

When he first went up, Ziyuan was obviously in pain. His wings trembled. When Duanmu Yawang continued to go up, his whole body was trembling. It was obviously painful.

Duanmu Yawang watched, and the movement of her hands kept on, "This medicine has the best effect, and it also has the effect of healing cartilage. It is estimated that within two days, your bones will heal, and the wound will be almost healed within three days. "

Ziyuan was a little surprised: "So fast?"

"This medicine does work like this."

After applying the medicine, Duanmu Yawang began to put a bandage on Ziyuan's Zhibang.

Perhaps because of the effect of the medicine, after the bandage was tied, Ziyuan's eyelids began to unite, and he looked very tired. Lan Ling'er had originally planned to speak, but she shut her mouth obediently.

However, looking at Ziyuan's appearance, she felt weird.

She usually bullies her so much, it turns out that she will become such a sad bird if she is injured!

"Go to sleep when you are sleepy."

The medicine was developed by Duanmu Yawang herself. She knew that the medicine had a sleeping effect, and said lightly: "You must go out in the past few days of healing."

"Um."

Ziyuan responded, but his eyes still didn't close, as if he didn't want to sleep.

Lan Ling'er muttered: "Go to sleep when you are sleepy, what are you doing?"

Ziyuan stared at her with half-squinted eyes, "I'm happy."

"..."

Lan Ling'er died of anger, she felt that she should stop talking, otherwise she would really be mad, and she would be kindly kissed by Lei!

Duanmu Yawang glanced at Ziyuan meaningfully, and did not persuade him again. When Ziyuan's feathers were almost dry, he brought another towel to cover him.

Although it is a bird, it will be afraid of cold if it is injured.

Especially now it's late autumn and the night is cold and breezy.

Ziyuan glanced at her, "Thank you."

Duanmu Yawang shrugged, glanced at Ziyuan, and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

However, she didn't sleep either. After thinking about it, she took out the Qiankun bag that Mu Feng had given him before from the medical system, took out the two previous books from it, and flipped through it page by page.

After reading it for more than two hours, she read 30% of the books with thick fingers. At this time, the sky outside the window was gray and a little bright.

Duanmu Yawang still didn't feel sleepy, she glanced at Ziyuan, Ziyuan was still not asleep, her eyes were still half-squinted, and she suddenly sighed.

In the room, there were one person and two birds. Both Duanmu Yawang and Ziyuan were not asleep, but Lan Linger, with a small body slumped on the soft cushion, sleeping abnormally soundly.

Duanmuya looked at her lips and was about to shake her head. She suddenly felt something and came back suddenly, and she saw Gong Yulanzhi and Fanjing standing in the room.

The two of them looked a little tired. When seeing Duanmu Yawang sitting in the room, Gong Yulan frowned slightly, "Why haven't you fallen asleep?"

Duanmuya didn't want to answer, and asked, "I'm back?"

"wait for me?"

Gong Yulan pursed her thin lips, walked over to hold her in his arms, thought of the other people in the room, and paused again.

Ziyuan was still the smartest. He opened his eyes completely when Gong Yulan came back, and said to the Brahma Sutra without being sleepy: "Master Brahma, take me and that stupid bird to your room. Bar."

"okay!"

The Brahma Sutra was still a little winked, and he immediately responded, picked up Ziyuan and Lan Ling'er, and waved to Duanmu Yawang: "Xiao Yawang, Master, you guys should also rest early!"

After that, he closed the door and left.

As soon as they left, Gong Yulanzhi stretched out his hand and looked at Duan Muya into his arms. The tall body completely enveloped her petite body. His big hands gently stroked her back, and he asked in a low voice, "Seeing that Ziyuan was injured. , Worried?"

"Um."

Duanmu Yawang responded with a word, put her arm around his waist, and hugged it tightly.

"No one can hurt me."

When Gong Yulan stopped speaking, he raised his face and kissed her on the forehead. His movements were gentle enough to make people move, and his voice was as soft as coaxing, "No one, you know?"

"Um."

Duanmu Yawang actually knew it, but still couldn't help but worry.

It was like Ziyuan clearly said that Gong Yulan could not be injured, but he was still so worried that he would not sleep with his eyes closed, fearing that he would miss something when he closed his eyes to sleep.

Because there is another word in this world-accident.

There is no absolute in the world.

It is impossible for them not to worry about it.

"Are you sleepy?"

It feels great to hug her. When Gong Yulan stopped speaking, he kissed her gently on the tip of her ear. Duanmu Yawang immediately shrank his head and raised his eyes to stare at him: "Don't move."

When Gong Yulan saw her staring eyes, they were bright, clear, and pretty tight, and suddenly felt relieved. He really didn't like seeing her worried appearance.

She didn't like it because of herself, she showed a solemn expression.

In fact, he understands that there are too many things on him. Although he has the ability to protect her, he can't always be by her side, and some things she knows are only to bring her danger.

He felt a dilemma for the first time.

The tip of my heart seemed to have been stabbed, and it was prickling.

"Sorry." His beautiful thin lips kissed her gently.

Duanmu Yawang shook his head, as long as he can come back safely, there is nothing to be sorry for, she reached out and touched his face, "You seem to be tired, do you want to take a break?"

"Not tired."

Gong Yulan Zhi's nose rubbed her cheek lightly, a little childish, but very gentle.

I was originally tired, but somehow, all of the exhaustion disappeared without a trace when she saw her holding her, and the whole person was at ease and at ease.

This has been the case several times, and all the exhaustion will be wiped out after seeing her.

This is something I have never had before, and only when she is there can I feel this way.

"Are you tired?" When Gong Yulan asked these three words, his voice was very low and low, and his arms around her waist were tight.

Duanmu Yawang understood what he meant and glared at him, "I haven't slept all night, what do you think?"

"Then go to bed later?"

Gong Yulan held her cheek when he said, rubbing her cheek with his fingers, "Okay?" He knew she was tired, but he knew that when she was waiting for him, his heart felt pain for some reason. It's numb.