She and Gong Yulan stopped the day of prostitution, and they forgot about the injured Ziyuan!

Sin, really sin!

"It should be fine."

Gong Yulan stopped and said, "It's too late now in the past."

"Um."

Duanmu Yawang nodded, and went with Gong Yulanzhi to the room of the Buddhist scriptures to find Ziyuan.

They went to the Sanskrit room.

It is estimated that Xiao Bailu and Huo Fei were there because they had just finished their meal.

Seeing them coming, Xiao Bailu immediately hid away, and Huo Fei said, "Brother, sister."

"Um."

Duanmu Yawang touched his head and said that he was here. When he heard the Brahma Sutra, he touched his chin and said: "Xiao Yawang, Ziyuan seems to have never seen him wake up."

"Never awake? Haven't you been awake?"

"right."

Duanmu Yawang suddenly raised his eyebrows and walked towards Ziyuan. He really saw Ziyuan's eyes closed and his body curled up into a ball.

Duanmu Yawang reached out and touched it, and found that Ziyuan was hot, her face changed slightly: "Ziyuan has a fever!"

And it burned so badly, he was very weak!

The reason why he didn't wake up was because he was already fainted!

Although Duanmu Yawang has good medical skills, he is not a veterinarian. He still lacks knowledge of animal diseases, but he still understands what he should know.

Last night, I didn't know if she was too worried about Gong Yulanzhi or thought that Ziyuan was a sacred bird, the situation would be different or what, but when Ziyuan was wet and injured, she did not expect him to have a fever.

In other words, she was negligent!

She should pay attention, or give Ziyuan some preventive medicine.

Thinking of this, Duanmu Yawang felt a little guilty and carefully observed Ziyuan's situation. She quickly dispenses medicine and feeds the sleeping Ziyuan.

When Lan Ling'er heard Duanmu Yawang say that Ziyuan had a fever, she became a little worried. He looked at Ziyuan and asked in a low voice, "Master, he, he won't die, right?"

"will not."

Duanmu Yawang was a little bit dumbfounded and said: "He is a sacred bird, and his situation is much better than ordinary people. After taking the medicine, the fever will go away soon."

"Oh."

Lan Ling'er pursed his lips and muttered in a low voice: "He keeps saying how good he is, so he will get sick too?"

Duanmuya flicked her head, "All creatures in this world will get sick sometimes."

"Right."

Lan Ling'er nodded his head and looked at Ziyuan and said, "He can't bully me like this."

Duanmu Yawang started to remove the bandages on Ziyuan's wings, and laughed as he heard the words, "Ling'er, listening to what you mean, why do you seem to be a pity?"

Lan Ling'er was dumbfounded, stomping to retort: ​​"How can I!"

"Oh, well, then no."

Even so, Duanmu Yawang smiled even harder, Lan Ling'er, this fool, stupid and cute.

The bandages were removed, and the situation was really not so good.

The wound was still red, the powder was long gone, and the bandage was mostly soaked with tissue fluid and a touch of blood.

How can the situation be better with such a wet bandage holding the wings all the time?

It will only aggravate fever.

"Ugh!"

Duanmu Yawang suddenly felt even more guilty, and quickly took out the disinfectant to disinfect Ziyuan's wings.

When the disinfectant water touched the wound, it was probably a little bit painful. Ziyuan's wings trembled twice and his eyelids moved. However, it is estimated that he was too tired and still did not open his eyes.

After Duanmu Yawang disinfected him, he reapplied Ziyuan with medicine and then bandaged him again.

While she was doing this, other people were watching.

Duanmu Yawan thought for a while and said, "Gong Yulan, Ziyuan's situation is not easy to go away. It's better to watch Ziyuan's situation while you explain it to me."

"Um."

Gong Yulan replied and glanced at Ziyuan. After Duanmu Yawang took out the book, he explained it to her. Huo Fei and Vye were practicing alongside.

Little Bailu hid in a corner holding the cake and was eating, her big eyes did not dare to look at Gong Yulanzhi.

During the explanation, Duanmu Yawang listened and observed Ziyuan's situation after a period of time.

Mo about half an hour later, the burning on Ziyuan's body finally faded.

Duanmu Yawang observed his situation and said, "If you are sick, you need to eat to replenish your strength. Feed him something and drink something." After that, she looked sideways and asked Gong Yulan: "What does he eat?"

"He will eat whatever we eat."

When Gong Yulan stopped speaking, he said to the Brahma Sutra: "Go and order some porridge, and then go inside to get some fairy dew into it, so he should be able to eat it."

"good."

The Brahma Sutra responded and went quickly.

Duanmu Yawang was taken aback, "Ziyuan, like you and Fei, don't like food with strong gas?"

"Um."

Gong Yulan nodded, "Before he didn't drink Xianlu."

"Isn't I not drinking? So arrogant?"

"He is a sacred bird." Gong Yulan just snapped the tip of her nose and whispered softly: "Moreover, the level is different from that of Lan Ling'er. It used to have a good status."

Uh!

Duanmu Yawang blinked, "Status?"

Divine birds, aren’t most of them the mounts of gods? Generally speaking, they should be respected by their masters, right? But she didn't expect to have such a status.

"Um."

Gong Yulan nodded, "He is not the same as an ordinary sacred bird, but it is difficult to explain clearly for a while. If he is willing to tell others in the future, I will tell you."

"good."

Duanmu Yawang nodded.

Ziyuan has always been arrogant and temperamental. He was neither humble nor arrogant towards her and Gong Yulan. It turned out that there was such a case.

The Sanskrit scriptures moved very quickly. After taking the porridge, Duanmu Yawang carefully fed Ziyuan to eat. After eating, within a short while, Ziyuan's tiredness on his face became much better.

Gong Yulanzhi once again explained to Duanmu Yawang what she didn't understand.

An hour later, Duanmu Yawang was about to re-apply medicine to Ziyuan, and Ziyuan opened his eyes.

"Woke up?"

Duanmu Yawang stood up and looked at him, and asked, "How do you feel? Is it better?"

Ziyuan blinked twice, and was a little surprised to see Gong Yulanzhi here, but he didn't say anything, and looked at Duan Muya: "Thank you."

Lan Ling'er flapped his wings and watched.

Ziyuan glanced at her, Lan Ling'er blinked and wanted to speak, but suddenly didn't know what to say.

Ziyuan retracted his gaze.

"If you are still tired, go to sleep." Duanmu Yawang said while removing his bandage: "Did you know that you have a fever?"

Ziyuan closed his eyes and let out a faint hum.

"Why don't you find me?"

When Ziyuan heard this, he opened his eyes again, glanced at her, then glanced at Gong Yulan, without speaking.

Duanmu Yawang and Gong Yulan only understood.

"Ahem!"

Duanmuya looked red at the tip of her ears, and felt that Ziyuan was really not an ordinary bird. After all, Lan Ling'er really didn't understand anything.

Ziyuan...remarkable!