Chapter 1533

Xiao Wuzheng looked at Zhuzhi's dream, not only did he not get angry, but smiled. There was a touch of mystery in his smile: "I don't know your rules, but I know your rules, but I still put forward such requirements with you, so you're not curious?"

"Oh?"

Zhuzhi's dream picked his eyebrow and looked at Xiao Wuzheng, "don't say, I'm really curious."

Xiao Wuzheng drank tea slowly and didn't speak immediately.

Zhuzhi's dream is not urgent. She looks at Duanmu Ya with a smile. The smile is really sincere: "Miss Duanmu, I'm sorry, this is not for you, but I don't leave outsiders to live in this place. Please understand."

"I understand."

Sometimes it's not really whether she is hospitable or not, but everyone has everyone's rules. Although she is Xiao Wuzheng's friend, she is not a person who pursues her dream. People have no obligation to keep her here.

"I like Miss Duanmu's temperament." zhuzhimeng looked at the fundus of Duanmu's eyes and said.

Xiao Wuzheng glanced, "since I can bring people here, do you think she will be the kind of person who hates ghosts?"

Zhuzhimeng shrugged and didn't continue the topic. Instead, he glanced at Xiao Wuzheng angrily and said, "Guan Zi has bought it for so long, don't you intend to say?"

Xiao Wuzheng saw that he couldn't help it, so he laughed proudly, and then stretched out his hand to pat Duanmu Ya on the shoulder. The strange light in the bottom of his eyes twinkled: "do you know what our Xiaoya's best skill is?"

Zhuzhi's dream glanced at Duanmu's black hair and eyes, twisted his eyebrows and didn't answer.

Xiao Wuzheng narrowed his eyes and spit out a word: "doctor."

Zhuzhimeng's eyelids jumped and his heart moved. Before he opened his mouth, Xiao Wuzheng added with a smile: "she is not an ordinary doctor. I have seen so many people. She can be the first in medical skills."

"Oh?" chase dream wash, you looked at Duanmu ya.

Xiao Wuzheng suddenly said that she knew about medicine. Duanmu Ya looked stunned. Before she opened her mouth, she heard the steward ask nervously: "Miss Duanmu, do you really have good medical skills?"

"Mr. Xiao flattered me."

Modesty is everyone's character. Duanmu yawang is no exception. She waved her hand and said, "the world is so big that there are days outside and people outside. I dare not say it."

Before the steward Xi opened his mouth, he chased the dream and said directly, "then, do you have a way to my legs?"

Legs?

Duanmuya looked at it and remembered it.

He has been in a wheelchair since he appeared.

But his face is good, and there is no tired and listless look on his body. It is difficult for people to feel that the other party is a person with incomplete limbs.

She glanced at the dream leg. He had a thin blanket on his leg, and she couldn't see anything.

So let her see the dream.

Xiao Wuzheng looked at Zhuzhi's dream and said with a smile, "dream of, if she can heal your legs, you'll let her live here, how about it?"

Chase the dream and frown, "can miss Duanmu really?"

Xiao Wuzheng immediately said, "of course..."

"Nothing is absolute. Everything depends on Mr. Zhu's legs." Xiao Wuzheng's words were too absolute. Duanmu yawang was startled and immediately snapped.

Xiao Wuzheng was helpless: "Miss Duanmu, you don't have to be too modest."

Duanmu yawang shook his head seriously. "It's not humility. What I said is the truth. Everything depends on the situation."

"All right."

Xiao Wuzheng made a white eye and didn't have a good way: "at the critical moment, can't you panic?"

"I can hear you." zhuzhimeng glanced at Xiao Wuzheng and sneered, "I just can't move my legs. Do you still think I'm deaf?"

"Oh." Xiao Wuzheng didn't apologize at all.

Zhuzhi's dream didn't bother to pay attention to him. He looked at Duanmu Ya and said with a smile: "I like honest children. If a person tells me that he can heal my legs, but he can't..."

Zhuzhimeng pursed his lips and added half a sentence for a moment: "I don't like such disappointment, and I may not be able to bear such disappointment."

Duanmu Ya looked stunned.

Steward Xi was distressed and looked at Xiao Wuzheng reproachfully. Mr. Xiao always knew who his master was, but it was too much to say such a thing.

Xiao Wuzheng's face was flat and added, "I believe Miss Duanmu."

In other words, he believed Duanmu yawang to say so.

The steward muttered, "why do you believe that Miss Duanmu is not sure?"

"Old seat."

Dream by dream frown, cold voice warning.

"Yes." steward Xi also knew that he had overstepped, and immediately stepped back two steps and stopped talking.

Zhuzhimeng naturally wouldn't really blame the steward for this. He said faintly, "tell your eldest brother that I will have three other guests here besides Xiao Wuzheng to accommodate him."

Steward Xi's eyes lit up, "yes! My subordinates are going now!"

Then, Baba went.

Xiao Wuzheng smiled, and his eyes said deeply: "this time I will bring people here, but I uphold a win-win situation. If you really drive people away, you will regret it all your life."

In other words, he brought Duanmu yawang here not only for Duanmu yawang, but also for chasing his dream?

Duanmu looked at her and raised her eyebrows slightly.

Zhuzhimeng's face was flat and there was no accident at the bottom of his eyes.

He looked at Duanmu and said, "Miss Duanmu, I generally don't let people stay here for more than ten days. It's better to do this. You have to leave no matter what the result is within ten days. Although it's very impolite, please cooperate with Miss Duanmu, can you?"

"Of course not."

Duanmu yawang listens to Zhuzhi's dream, and suddenly feels that it may not be Zhuzhi's dream. It should be his eldest brother.

Duanmu yawang immediately understood more. She nodded without being wordy and said, "Mr. Zhu, do you mind my pulse?"

"Of course not."

Chase the dream, hand it over and let Duanmu look at the pulse.

Duanmu yawang put his finger on Zhuzhi's wrist for a moment, frowned and said, "from the perspective of pulse, Mr. Zhuzhi's Tao body is OK."

"Yes."

Duanmu yawang withdrew his hand, raised his eyes, looked up at the dream and asked, "I don't know Mr. Zhu, would you mind saying that your legs will become such a process?"

Zhuzhi's dream pursed her lips, glanced at Xiao Wuzheng, and ordered, "tell Miss Duanmu."

Xiao Wuzheng blinked, but didn't refuse, nodded: "OK."

Duanmu Ya looked at it and fully understood that Zhuzhi's dream was not so warm and cheerful on his face. He cared about his legs very much.

And the course of his disabled legs, even the narrative process, is a cruel thing for him.