Chapter 1778

The steward listened, and the other master respectfully said, "master, why don't I find more doctors to see the situation?"

"OK."

Lord Fang nodded, "all the good doctors in exile Street are looking for me."

"Yes."

The steward took orders and left in a hurry.

Xiao Wuzheng also stretched out his hand to look at the pulse for Duanmu ya. It was true that everything was normal.

He observed Duanmu yawang's face, "I've heard before that some people sleep soundly for no reason, and there may be nightmares. They are trapped by something, so they can't wake up all the time. However, generally, people with nightmares are excited and sweat in their sleep, so they won't sleep so peacefully..."

"Can you use words?"

Night Lane shadow saw Xiao Wuzheng and wanted to scold him, "is peace used on a living person?"

"OK, OK, I used the wrong word?" Xiao Wuzheng was so excited that he couldn't allow him to say anything bad about Duanmu ya. He was helpless and surprised at the same time.

After all, it was the first time he had seen yenongying have friends, and he was so obsessed with his friends.

In the past, apart from her family, she would never care so much about others.

It seems that she really cares about Duanmu yawang.

"Dad, what's the matter with Miss Duanmu?"

At this time, Fang ruoxing also heard the news and rushed over.

Lord Fang was helpless. "You're walking around again. Why don't you stay in your room and have a rest?"

"I'm worried about Miss Duanmu." Fang ruoxing bit her lips, stared at Duanmu and said, "I've heard. Why is Miss Duanmu so suddenly?"

“……”

No one can answer her.

Because we don't know why.

Fang ruoxing burst into tears and sobbed: "is it the exile punishment of the exile ceremony that began to work? Is someone going to punish Miss Duanmu?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's face changed.

"How can we punish so quickly?" night Nong Ying pursed her lips and said calmly: "she was just punished to participate in the memorial ceremony. Aren't all living people participating in the memorial ceremony? Can she start punishment only after entering the memorial ceremony and the memorial door?"

"Yes, according to common sense, it should be so." Lord Fang took a deep breath and said positively: "we should not guess randomly, nor should we make him anxious. First, wait for other doctors to see if there is any way."

In general, night shadow must refute it. After all, she can't find a problem. She doesn't believe that someone in exile street can.

However, at this time, she felt that she should try anything.

They are saying that the little white deer has been listening. His big eyes are wrapped in tears. It is very distressing whether he wants to flow or not.

Fang ruoxing saw that his tears almost came out again and comforted: "young master Bai is not afraid. Miss Duanmu must be lucky and will be fine."

The little white deer wiped his tears and didn't answer.

The steward acted quickly and soon brought four people.

"So fast? These four are doctors?" night nongying was surprised.

The steward hasn't been out long!

She examined several people.

Among these people, two are in their thirties and forties, one is particularly young in his twenties, and another looks old in his seventies, but his spirit is good.

"Yes." the steward stood at the door with someone and explained to everyone, "these doctors are the closest to our house. The servant asked someone to invite four of them first."

"I see." although I don't know how medical skills are, it's better to have someone look at it first than to wait endlessly.

The master in charge of the other party said, "let the four doctors treat duanmuyawang first. The slave will find something else now?"

Lord Fang nodded: "OK, go."

"Yes."

The steward went down now.

Lord Fang arched his hands and bowed down to the four: "thank you, four."

"Lord Fang, you're welcome."

Three young people, seeing such a big gift from Lord Fang, quickly bowed back.

The old doctor accepted it calmly.

Lord Fang didn't say anything. Instead, Duanmu looked at the old doctor and couldn't help asking, "doesn't it mean that people in exile don't live long? I think the old man is at least 70."

"Mr. Xian is eighty-two years old." Lord Fang said, "let's exile the oldest man in the street for two or three hundred years."

"So it is." night Nong Ying nodded and asked Mr. Xian, "please pay attention to him later."

Mr. Xian didn't answer.

Ye nongying didn't mind. He also said something nice to the other three people. Only then did he invite the four people from the door to Duanmu yawang's bed.

Four doctors and three young doctors were shocked when they saw Duanmu yawang lying on the bed with his eyes closed. His black hair was as smooth as silk, black and beautiful. "Black hair... Is it the one with black eyes?"

"And her surname is Duanmu." someone took a deep breath, "is she Duanmu yawang, the black haired and black eyed person who recently shocked the whole exile street?"

"It should be."

It's about three younger people.

The night made a shadow and frowned.

In front of so many of them, it's very rude to start commenting on Duanmu yawang.

Night Nong Ying put his hope on Mr. Xian and said, "Mr. Xian, please give ya Wang a diagnosis and treatment."

The virtuous old man was calm, without a trace of surprise or a word of nonsense. He brought the spirit of saints. After he came in, he began to examine Duanmu yawang lying in bed with a pair of eyes and asked calmly: "before the old man's diagnosis and treatment, please tell me what happened first."

Night shadow had to say three or five things.

Several young people were surprised, "is there such a miracle?"

Mr. Xian raised his eyebrow, "eat more food for no reason and sleep all the time?"

Some of the younger doctors were unhappy with the night shadow, but they nodded patiently to Mr. Xian: "yes."

"No, did you ignore something?" the old man stared at the people in the room: "a person suddenly wants to overeat, it must be because she is extremely hungry. She must have worked for a long time before she is hungry?"

"Yes."

Yenong Ying was about to say that he caught a glimpse of the other three doctors staring at her expectantly. They were not sure about the disease. It seemed that they were more curious about gossip.

Her face sank and she glanced at Lord Fang.

Lord Fang also felt in his heart and said, "Yuanling."

Yuanling immediately walked in from the door and knelt respectfully on one knee: "Lord."

"Give these three doctors enough money and send them out."

"Yes."

Yuanling stood up and went to the three young doctors. He said politely, "please, three."

"Er!"

The three were stunned and some could not react, "but we haven't started diagnosis and treatment yet..."

They also want to play a part, get Fang Lanzhou's appreciation, and make progress in the future!

Although they are all polar people, they can't compare with Fang Fu at all. They thought they could serve Fang Fu. They don't know how happy they are. 1

"No need."

Lord Fang was very polite. "I'm sorry that you came to Lanzhou for nothing today."

The three people were unwilling, but they looked at Mr. Xian and knew the gap between themselves and him. They touched their nose and went out with Yuanling.

Mr. Xian kept staring at duanmuya and had no response to their conversation just now.

After listening to those people walking away, Mr. Xian turned around and said, "yesterday was the time to participate in the exile ceremony, but she went to participate in the exile ceremony?"

He guessed that night shadow's eyes lit up, "yes, after lunch at noon, he didn't come back until late at night."

Mr. Xian continued to ask, "have you been punished?"

"Yes."

"What punishment?"

"Be punished and exiled for sacrifice."

"Well," said Mr. Xian, who was flattered and humiliated, and continued to ask, "in other words, has she attended all the exile ceremonies?"

"Well... You can say so."

Mr. Xian seemed dissatisfied with the answer of night shadow. He frowned twice before he continued to ask, "then she is short of one sachet and twelve red sachets?"

"No, the sachet is enough." even more.

"Enough?" Mr. Xian listened, and his eyebrows twisted up. It seemed to be some accident. "Since she was punished, there must be a sachet. It should be thirteen sachets. How could she be enough if she was punished?"