Chapter 1407

Jing Jiexing and Jing Lingxing sighed helplessly. They knew that old Lin didn't blame them. In fact, they still blamed them.

Of course, they also knew that he didn't welcome them. Jing Jiexing reached out and handed out a bottle of medicine. He said, "this is our Jing family's trauma medicine. It's good for trauma. I hope Lin can take it."

After a while, old Lin said, "your trauma medicine is the Kirin powder that someone mentioned before. It can quickly heal wounds and detoxify?"

"Yes."

Lin Lao's face eased down a little, paused, and still stretched out his hand to take the medicine: "thank you."

"Old Lin is serious. I hope this medicine can have an effect on Mr. Wu's wound."

Jing Jiexing and Jing Lingxing know that Lin still doesn't welcome them, and they don't stay much. They bow their hands and say goodbye: "Lin, if there's anything we can do for you, please don't hesitate to ask."

"HMM." old Lin said faintly.

Jing Jiexing's brother and sister stopped talking, nodded to Duanmu yawang, and turned away.

Duanmuya saw that old Lin's face was much better after taking a bottle of medicine from Jing Jiexing. She couldn't help asking curiously, "old Lin, this Kirin powder is very rare?"

"Yes."

When Lin Lao looked at Duanmu ya, his face was very gentle. He sighed: "Jing brothers and sisters have helped many people and treated many people with medicine. His Kirin powder has a miraculous effect on the wound. It is said that someone was poisoned in the chest and was cut a big hole. He applied some medicine powder on it. Within three people, scabs formed, and the toxicity on the wound did not occur."

Lin went on: "at that time, many people offered high prices to buy them. A bottle of medicine offered hundreds of thousands of gold ingots. The Jing brothers and sisters were unwilling to buy it. They said it was a family treasure medicine. They could only give it through their hands. The medicine could not fall into the hands of people outside the family."

Can not fall into the hands of people outside the family, but now he gave a bottle of Lin Lao.

No wonder old Lin's face has eased down a lot just now. This sincerity is really enough.

But is Jing Jiexing's medicine really so magical?

Duanmu Ya looked at her eyes and said, "old Lin, can you show me this medicine?"

Old Lin was stunned. He was surprised, but he said seriously: "Gongyu, I'm sorry. This medicine is the family treasure of Childe Jing's family. Outsiders are not allowed to take it. Now that they trust me, I won't let it pass on to others anyway."

"OK."

Lin Lao's nature of keeping promise, Duanmu Ya hopes to listen and appreciate, "since it's inconvenient, it's just."

"Yes."

There was no displeasure in Duanmu yawang's voice. Old Lin knew that she was not persistent about it. He breathed a sigh of relief and said to Duanmu yawang: "Jing's brothers and sisters are not evil people. In fact, I understand this. It was also true that min'er had an accident and blamed himself for his lack of strength. After all, just have strength. No one can do anything to him."

Lin Lao sighed: "I treat Mr. Jing and miss Jing like this because of an accident in min'er. I'm too angry and sad. It's inevitable that I'm angry. In fact, they are also innocent."

Duanmu yawang listened quietly and didn't answer.

She was an outsider from beginning to end. She didn't know anything and couldn't evaluate it.

Lin Lao has two disciples coming soon. Seeing them, Lin Lao hurriedly said, "come on, quickly carry min'er back to the wing room."

"OK."

The two disciples nodded quickly, lifted up the bamboo raft and left.

Lin Lao followed and looked back at Duanmu Ya and said, "Gongyu, thank you."

"You're welcome."

Duanmu yawang gave a faint reply and watched Lin Lao leave.

After Lin Lao left, Duan Muya Wang glanced and found that people close to the injured, such as master Mao and Wei Yanzheng, also came in a hurry. Knowing that Duan Muya Wang saved them, he hurried to thank them.

For a time, the whole gate of the palace was bustling.

After more than a quarter of an hour, some people went back to rest.

Other people are very upset because their close people are still in Donggong mountain. They look forward to Donggong mountain and are unwilling to go. They plan to wait until midnight.

Because they all know that if it's after midnight, they really can't come back.

Many people came to talk to Duanmu yawang. Duanmu yawang's ears were noisy. She only felt that her skull hurt. After going up the mountain for three days, she was tired, yawned, found an excuse to say goodbye to the people, and went back to her room.

Before grooming, she didn't know what she thought. She went to the desk in the room, took a piece of paper, wrote two lines on it, and then pasted it in front of her wing door. Then she went back to the room to groom.

After grooming, dry your hair, and then turn off the light to rest.

As soon as she lay down, there was a sound of footsteps at the door of the wing room.

Footsteps stopped in front of the wing door. After a pause, they hurried away.

The little white deer was curious, "eh? How did this man get to the door and leave again?"

Duanmu yawang lay in bed, stretched himself and was too lazy to answer.

The little white deer was angry: "don't you go out and see who it is? Maybe people have something urgent to find you?"

Duanmu yawned and said vaguely, "they have something urgent, so I don't have it?"

The little white deer raised his eyebrow: "what's the matter with you? Why don't you know?"

"I'm lying down and you can't see?"

The little white deer's face suddenly turned green. "I'm so sorry. Your so-called emergency means sleeping?" hehe, I'm really worried!

"Why, no?"

Duanmuya looked at him with a chilly glance. After the little white deer knew to shut up, his eyes slipped a light in the dark: "it's OK to deal with one or two people at night, but if it's a team of people, I really don't have the energy."

Little white deer would like to say that a team of Malay people come to you again.

Soon, however, the little white deer found himself wrong.

Duanmu yawang is not exaggerating at all. At night, from Duanmu yawang falling asleep to midnight, and then to the third watch, footsteps came again and again.

These footsteps stopped in front of Duanmu yawang's door. After a pause, they had no choice but to leave.

This did not stop until the fifth watch.

The little white deer had planned to count how many times the footsteps came, but at the third watch, he couldn't support the eyelid fight, didn't bother to count again, and fell asleep.

At dawn.

When Duanmu yawang and the little white deer woke up, the sun was already rising.

It was quiet outside.

Duanmu yawang dawdled on the bed twice before getting up and washing in full spirit.

The little white deer thought of his stupid act of counting until midnight yesterday. He felt very depressed. Youyou said, "master, how did you know that many people came to you last night?"

Duanmu yawang wiped his face with a cloth strip and smiled: "just take it as if I expected!"

"..." can we have a good chat!