However, Xiao Bailu thought too simple, not to mention that Duanmu Yawang would be busy after breakfast, even after lunch and dinner, Duanmu Yawang still did not come out of the room.

Because of Duanmu Yawang's previous habit, no one else dared to push the door in and disturb her.

Xiao Bailu and Huo Fei were still calm, so Luo Jiuchen and Yin Huiyin were fidgeting. Yin Huiyin couldn't sit still for a moment, pacing back and forth continuously outside Duanmu Yawang's room.

While pacing, he muttered, "How can Xiao Yawang not sleep?"

"How can Xiao Yawang not eat?"

"Will Xiao Yawang faint, right?"

"Didn't she always feel the smelly smell? She stayed in there all the time. Maybe she will get the smell if she doesn't get hungry or fainted?"

Little Bailu Huofei: "..."

I have seen someone who can talk to himself, and I have never seen one who can talk to himself like this.

The two were very suspicious that Yin Huiyin could go to the theater to perform a big show on his own!

At about midnight, Yin Huiyin and Luo Jiuchen were so worried that they couldn’t sleep. They stayed outside of Duanmu Yawang’s room and refused to leave. They were thinking about whether to force her in and give her some food, and the door of the room was pushed. opened.

"Xiaoyawang~"

Yin Huiyin's body fluttered. From a distance of more than ten meters, he immediately came to Duanmu Yawang's. Regardless of the foul odor that was weakly floating, he held her shoulders with both hands and looked at her from head to foot: "Xiaoya hope you are all right?"

"What can I do?"

Duanmu Yawang yawned and glanced at him irritably: "It's you, it's this hour, why aren't you sleeping?"

"You haven't slept for two days, are you embarrassed to say me?"

"Oh."

Duanmuya shrugged indifferently. Seeing Luo Jiuchen standing on one side and looking at herself worriedly, she smiled and said, "Mr. Luo, I'm hungry, can you get me something to eat?"

"good."

Luo Jiuchen answered immediately. He wrinkled his nose and said, "How about taking a bath before eating?"

"OK."

Duanmu Yawang couldn't ask for it, and Luo Jiuchen smiled and said, "The water has always been kept for you, so I will send someone to you."

Duanmu Yawang was about to nod, but saw a figure stumbled over.

"Miss Duanmu, Young Master Luo!"

The man yelled while running, looking very anxious. After getting closer, they found that the man was one of Zhong Qishan's subordinates.

Yin Huiyin stared at the subordinate with a grim voice: "What are you doing here at this hour?"

The subordinate was startled by Yin Huiyin's terrifying and cold voice, and tremblingly said: "I, Sect Master's heartbeat has stopped again, thinking, I want Miss Duanmu to come over and have a look."

"Don't go!"

Yin Huiyin waved his hand without hesitation, "Why do you have so many things for your suzerain?"

Subordinates: "..."

Their suzerain is a patient, and he is a patient suffering from an unknown serious illness. How could it not be too much?

"roll roll roll!"

Yin Huiyin really didn't have any patience at all. "Your suzerain can live well before seeing Xiao Yawang. Why do you keep bothering others?"

"..."

The subordinate actually didn't know how to refute it, and there was also a strong aura exuding from his body. The subordinate trembled like a leaf in the wind, and said like a mosquito: "Yes, Zonghu wasn't so serious before... …"

Yin Huiyin held a breath in her heart: "Xiao Yawang only promised to treat your suzerain, but he did not agree to be your suzerain's doctor..."

"All right."

Duanmu Yawang knew that Yin Huiyin was worried and guilty, reached out and patted his arm, and said, "It's nothing."

After that, he said to the subordinate: "Let's go, I'll go over and take a look."

"Thank you Miss Duanmu!"

The subordinate's eyebrows brightened with joy in an instant, afraid that Duanmu Ya would regret it, and hurriedly ran ahead to lead the way.

"Xiao Yawang!"

Yin Huiyin whispered, "Don't save others' lives and take your own lives!"

"I'm a healer, don't worry, I have a sense of my own body." While speaking, Duanmu Yawang grabbed Yin Huiyin's cloaked wrist and was about to go with him.

However, after pulling his wrist, she felt the rugged and thin touch of her hand, without any skin and temperature that a normal person should have, her heart sank.

It's chilly.

Normal people would be uncomfortable seeing the appearance of their friends.

Not to mention Yin Huiyin himself.

He looks at himself with only one bone every day, I'm afraid it will be even more uncomfortable, right?

So, compared with Yin Huiyin’s uncomfortable feeling, he just hasn’t rested for a day or two. What’s so tired?

Yin Huiyin didn't notice the change in Duanmu Yawang's mood, and he didn't have any sense of rejection when Duanmu Yawang touched him. If it was someone else, he would not be happy to get close.

He has been chattering around Duanmu Yawang, saying that Duanmu Yawang shouldn't sleep endlessly, what shouldn't be, Balabala's.

It has been wordy until it reaches Zhongqishan's room.

Entering Zhongqishan's room, Duanmu Yawang found that the situation on Zhongqishan was similar to yesterday, but it was worse than yesterday. The spring of Zhongqishan before was white, and today it is almost purple and black.

Reaching out his hand, his body hardly lost any temperature.

"The body is almost stiff, why did you say it so late?" Duanmu Yawang asked his subordinates while checking the situation of Zhong Qishan.

"When we noticed that the Sect Master’s heart stopped beating, we ran over to call you." The few men who saw the appearance of Zhong Qishan were also frightened. After yelling, he lost his breath."

Luo Jiuchen is also checking the situation of Zhong Qishan, his face is very ugly, "Deyin, his body temperature is almost gone, and his body is starting to become stiff, he shouldn't be able to save it, right?"

"The average person probably won't work, but he is in a special situation and should be okay."

When Duanmu Yawang said, he threw the Qiankun bag to Luo Jiuchen and asked her to take out the things she used yesterday. After bringing a basin to substitute for something, she gave a quick order before closing her eyes for luck.

In an instant, there was a white aura on her fingertips, she read the heart formula, and poke the aura from Zhong Qishan's heart bit by bit.

After leaning in for a while, she increased the aura at her fingertips, and there was a spiritual balloon in the palms of both hands. She pushed the two spiritual balloons forward, and the aura spread out instantly, spreading the entire Zhong Qishan. People shrouded.

Duanmu Ya Wangshuang not only compares, he controls his aura while reciting his heart tactics silently.

After a while, she put her hands together and took back the aura.

At the same time, everyone present noticed that Zhong Qishan's lip color had changed.

From purple-black to pale white.

Several of Zhong Qishan's men looked at them, and they were secretly excited.