Duanmu yawang respected the respected elders. However, he also had his own principles. He gently tapped the table with his cheek and ordered the guest without hesitation: "everyone, it's getting late. Please go back first and talk again next time."

Those people listened and left reluctantly.

That night, Duanmu yawang stayed in Lu Yi's bedroom all night, taking care of Lu Yi's situation.

The whole night was calm and nothing happened. As soon as he arrived the next morning, Duanmu yawang checked the situation for him, and Lu Yi opened his eyes.

"Mr. Lu?"

Duanmuya was relieved to see that he finally woke up, because only when he woke up could he be considered to have passed the dangerous period.

"Cough... Cough!"

Lu Yi was hurt and coughed repeatedly when he opened his mouth. The more he coughed, the more uncomfortable he was. He stared at Duanmu yawang tightly: "De, de Yin..."

"It's me."

Duanmuya looked at him and saw that he was struggling to get up. He hurried down to talk to him, "you're badly hurt. Don't talk for the time being. If you want to say anything, take care of the injury first."

"... OK."

It was very difficult for Lu Yi to speak, but he just said a few words, and his breath became turbulent. The whole person looked very fragile, but he stared at Duanmu Ya with his eyes.

Duanmu Ya looked stunned: "childe Lu, what do you want to say to me?"

Lu Yi blinked, his chin moved, and his eyes full of red silk were stained with urgency, as if he had something to say immediately.

Duanmu yawang actually wanted to know what Lu Yi wanted to say, but as a doctor, she had to say, "childe Lu, what you need most now is rest and it's inconvenient to talk."

Lu Yi obviously refused, opened his mouth to speak, but immediately coughed.

"Cough..."

This time he coughed very badly. After a while, the wounds on his face began to overflow blood. Then, he fainted without coming up at one breath!

"Yi'er!"

When Lord Mo arrived, he heard the sound and ran in. He just saw the picture of Lu Yi fainting. He was stunned and asked Duanmu yawang: "Gongyu, this is Yi son..."

"It's just a rush to attack the heart. It's no big deal."

Duanmu yawang let go of his hand holding Lu Yi's wrist. "Since he wakes up, his life is not in danger. Next, take good care of him and let him rest."

"OK."

Lord Mo nodded and saw Duanmu yawang's face a little tired: "Gongyu must have stayed up all night last night? Can you clean up a wing room and let you have a rest?"

"No."

Duanmu yawang shook his head and said, "I have something to do. I'll go back to Changfeng Pavilion first, so I won't disturb Lord mo."

"Gongyu has helped us so much. Why bother about this little thing?" adult Mo smiled: "however, since Gongyu has something to do, Mo won't force you to stay."

"Lord Xie Mo understands."

Duanmu yawang said goodbye with a fist.

Duanmu yawang directly returned to the Changfeng Pavilion. The little white deer asked Duanmu yawang, "master, what Lu Yi just wanted to tell you is related to those people who took the spirit?"

"I don't think so."

"Why?"

The little white deer stared and disagreed: "think about it, he was so worried and had the smell of those people. What he wanted to say must be related to those people!"

Duanmu yawang didn't answer. He called in the waiter of Changfeng Pavilion, reported a series of dish names to him, and told them to eat in their own room. Then he went upstairs and answered the question of little white deer: "because if Lu Yi can get the news of those people, they have no reason to let Lu Yi still live."

"That's right."

The little white deer nodded, touched his chin and said, "but master, this time they let Lu Yi back, it's not like their style. Will there be any purpose?"

"There must be some purpose, but what is it? We can't know until Lu Yi is better and can speak."

"That's right."

While talking, they had gone up to the fourth floor and came to the door of the room. Duanmu yawang stretched out his hand and was about to open the door, but he felt something and made a move.

After a while, her eyes lit up and suddenly pushed open the door of the room.

As soon as the door of the room opened, I really saw Gong yulanzhi sitting on a chair in the room for meditation, while the Brahma sutra was drinking tea and dozing off on one side.

Ziyuan and lanling'er each occupied a corner by the window and stared at each other.

"Gong yulanzhi, why did you come?"

Slammed the door, Duanmu yawang ran towards gongyulan with a smile.

Gongyulanzhi opened his eyes and looked at her, with his thin lips slightly pulled up.

"Xiaoyawang, you're back. Why did you run out early in the morning?" the Buddhist Scripture yawned, and the whole person lay on the table and said lazily, "we've all been back for nearly half an hour."

"Went to Mo mansion to save a man."

When Duanmu yawang said, he reacted, "do you know I'm in Mo mansion?"

"The master can detect it."

When the sutra was said, he yawned again, and finally couldn't help it: "no, I'm going to be sleepy. You talk slowly. I'll go downstairs and sleep first."

"Go, go."

Duanmu yawang hasn't seen the Brahma Sutra so tired. The Brahma Sutra is about to leave. He thinks of something and asks, "Xiao Feifei, Xiao Baibai, can you go?"

"Go."

Huofei and little white deer knew each other very well. They answered immediately and came out of the medical system. The three were about to go downstairs. Duanmu yawang thought of something and hurriedly called them: "wait!"

The Sutra yawned again: "Xiaoya Wang, what's the matter?"

"I suddenly remembered that the wing room under the second floor is now occupied." Duanmu Ya looked at the way: "Brahma Sutra, you go downstairs to see if there is a new wing room and open a new one. In addition, you can let Xiao Er send some food to me, but remember to have meat."

Then he waved his hand and said, "well, I'm finished. You can go out."

The Sutra suddenly withered, and the little body jumped up on crutches: "Xiaoya Wang, good, why do you want to live in our room for outsiders? We've only been out for a few days, and you abandoned us..."

However, his words didn't fall. Gong Yulan stopped his purple eyes. He immediately shut his mouth and went downstairs with two children.

After they left the Sutra, Duanmu yawang pulled a stool, sat against Gong Yulan, raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

Gong Yulan stretched out his hand and gently rubbed her delicate face with his finger. "Sorry."

Duanmuya looked stunned: "why apologize?"

"I'm late."

Gong Yulan looked at her with purple eyes and said, "sorry."