First of all, we have to find a way to make the patient have an appetite to eat, not to mention ginger syrup, after all, such a high-sugar thing is liquid, and the energy that can be replenished is too limited, and it still needs to be able to eat in real time.

"Eh~ my sister Huamian! You're back! From a distance, seeing Hua Mian and Xiao Lan dragging the basket from the opposite direction of the imperial dining room, Xiao Yin ran towards the two while talking, took the bamboo basket and hugged it.

"Manager Ling has come to you twice, I'll send the basket back, you go and see what's going on with Manager Ling."

Xiaolan also said that she was going back to take care of Sister Rose, so she left first after saluting, and Hua Mian didn't delay much, and turned around and went to the courtyard where Ling Ran was.

As soon as he entered the courtyard gate, he saw Ling Ran talking to the two palace people, and seeing that Hua Mian was coming, Ling Ran waved his hand and sent the two palace people away.

"Manager Ling, Xiaoyin said you have something to look for me?"

"I heard Xiaoyin say that you went to Jinyue Palace?" , Ling Ran's rare absence of greetings went straight to the point.

"I went over and walked around, and I also begged for a basket of mandarin duck vines from Aunt Jinyue, I want to try to see if I can do anything for those patients......"

“…… That weird woman."

Hua Mian didn't expect Ling Ran to open her mouth to give such an evaluation to Aunt Jinyue, through previous contact, Hua Mian still had a good impression of that aunt, after all, Jinyue Palace was such a place full of patients, and she was the only healthy person who dared to live in it to take care of the patients.

"That place in Jinyue Palace is unlucky, and the concubines who have lived in Jinyue Palace before have not left a good one, so they separated it alone."

"And then it's going to be used to lock up those patients?" , Hua Mian said that how could there be such a generous thing in the palace as giving patients a separate palace, it turned out to be a ghost house.

"Only that woman, who is quite healthy and has to take care of the patient, but it is also strange to say, she is the only one who has been in the patient pile for so many years and has nothing to do", speaking of this, Manager Ling's tone suddenly softened, perhaps he still had some admiration for Aunt Jinyue's approach.

"Anyway, don't go over there again, if you need Mandarin Duck Vine, our family will send someone to buy it for you outside the palace."

"But I want Mandarin Duck Vine to do something for the people of Jinyue Palace, if they are sent out of the palace like this, they will really have to wait for death."

Hua Mian admits that she is not a compassionate person, just like in the past, even if she saw the information about the disaster on the Internet, she would not feel anything, but when she was in such an environment and saw the condition of those patients with her own eyes, she had to do something about it.

"Don't forget that you are Concubine Jing, please come into the palace to recuperate for His Highness Eleven"

Ling Ran's words reminded Hua Mian that as long as she could get Concubine Jing's permission in the Hejing Palace, she didn't have to care about what others said.

Without further ado, as soon as Manager Ling finished speaking, Hua Mian found a corner and slipped back to the kitchen, divided an extra portion of the osmanthus glutinous rice cake prepared for His Royal Highness with clear tea, picked up the tray and walked to the backyard.

Under a few tall osmanthus trees in the backyard, Concubine Jing was reclining on a bamboo couch to read, and Hua Mian failed to alarm her when she walked in, until the maid on the side bent down and whispered in her ear: "Niangniang, Xia Zhang's chef is here", which successfully pulled her attention out of the book.

"You're here", seeing that the person who came was Hua Mian, Concubine Jing put the book in her hand on the low table next to the couch.