Hua Mian's vomit frightened Xiao Jin, so he dropped the food box and turned around and rushed out of the carriage, running towards the tent where the imperial doctors were resting.

Hua Mian couldn't care about what was happening behind her now, as if all her energy could only be focused on the wooden basin in front of her, and she almost used up the little strength she had left to hold on to the wooden basin, completely too late to wipe the tears and snot on her face.

On the other hand, due to the urgency and severity of Huamian's illness, although the eleventh prince said that there was no need to deal with it, the accompanying officials still arranged Huamian's carriage under the tree far away from the envoy group on the grounds of 'protecting His Royal Highness and General Zhenbei from coming into contact with the patient', Xiaocui was also called away from Huamian by the female officials around Ye Huang, only Xiaojin, who had practiced martial arts, seemed to be in good health, and there was no other special thing for him to do, so he was arranged to stay and take care of Huamian.

Xiao Jin didn't dare to delay all the way, almost rushed into the tent where the imperial doctor was resting, and several imperial doctors who accompanied him were playing chess to pass the time after dinner, when suddenly the door curtain was opened by such a reckless kid who broke in.

"There are no rules, whose palace are you?" , a shrewd-looking middle-aged man among the doctors spoke first.

Seeing Xiao Jin panting, another old man who was sitting at the table and had just put down the chess pieces said, "Don't panic, you can slow down first."

"I'm Kazujingiya... People who do kitchen work"

As soon as Xiao Jin's words came out, the old man understood his intentions, "But is your chef's illness serious?" ”

"Yes... That's right...", Xiao Jin gasped, "Chef Xia just... Just threw up..."

"What did you vomit?" , the old man is still unhurried, and he looks confident.

"Water, a lot of water"

"Oh? But what else did you spit out? ”

"No, only water"

After listening to Xiao Jin's words, the old man slowly dropped the chess pieces in his hand and looked at the chessboard for a while, as if he was thinking about the chess moves in this game, Xiao Jin was about to ask again before he said: "It's okay, you don't have to be so flustered, she spit out all the things in her body that affect her illness, and she will naturally get better."

"But she looks very uncomfortable," said Phnom Penh, recalling Hua Mian's appearance, he had never seen the powerful chef Xia appear so vulnerable.

"You said it too, but it just looks very uncomfortable, it's okay, just wait for her to spit it out"

After saying these words, the old man simply continued to play chess, and did not forget to say to Xiao Jin: "If you have nothing to do, go back first, don't disturb her and let her vomit more, it will be fine soon."

"But...", Xiao Jin wanted to say something more, but was glared at by the middle-aged doctor before and shrank back in fright.

"What are you still doing with us? Go back to your palace people's own tents."

The other party said it so bluntly, even people like Xiao Jin understood that for these imperial doctors, Hua Mian was just a chef, and it was too difficult for them, as royal doctors, to see a chef three times and twice, and His Royal Highness ordered him to take a look at it at noon, but now that he has drunk the medicinal soup, he has not seen any improvement in Xia Chef, but it has worsened.

Xiao Jin walked out of the tent and clenched his fists, he knew that for these imperial doctors, there were many people like them working in the palace, no matter who they were, these people would not care, but he couldn't do anything.