Duan Youshu was not annoyed when he saw her order to evict guests, he naturally knew that Zhao Yujiao could not treat him with a good attitude, and he was also sure in front of him that there was no need to stay in a woman's room, although Zhao Yujiao was a modern person.

"Miss Zhao has to take care of her body, otherwise your husband will be distressed." Duan Youshu glanced at Zhao Yujiao twice, left a sentence and left.

His words made Zhao Yujiao's heart uneasy, and all she was thinking about was what Duan Youshu was going to do, if Duan Youshu told Qin Tianze about her illness and then expanded her condition, then Qin Tianze would be very worried.

"Alas, if Duan Youshu really does this, I hope the general can judge the truth and the truth, don't worry about me." She could only comfort herself like this in her heart now, and there was no other way.

"You can help me get pen and paper." Zhao Yujiao called out to the little palace maid, she has no strength now and can only rely on the little palace maid.

All this is also for her, and what Zhao Yujiao ordered is also a matter of course.

The little palace maid immediately took the pen and paper, and the ink was polished, Zhao Yujiao didn't care so much, she directly spread the paper on the bed and began to write the names of the medicinal materials, she couldn't help but be glad that the little palace maid just couldn't speak, and she could get the medicinal materials she used as sick, if it was that kind of special medicinal material, it would be extremely difficult for her to get it.

The little palace maid touched Zhao Yujiao, and wrote in her palm in her puzzled eyes: "If you are tired, you say I will write."

Looking at her pure eyes, Zhao Yujiao thought: Not stupid, people are also kind, it seems that there are still good people in the palace, but she can't speak, I'm afraid there is a reason.

As a doctor, she knew that this little palace maid was not mute from the beginning, but was acquired.

"You write it, and if you don't know how to write it, stop it."

"Rehmannia root, salvia, hyssop......" Zhao Yujiao read, and the little palace maid wrote.

Zhao Yujiao taught her if she didn't know the words, and what the little palace maid didn't tell Zhao Yujiao was that the reason why she helped her write was not only because she was afraid that she would be tired, but also because she was tired of Zhao Yujiao's writing, and she was afraid that others would recognize her and be tired.

"By the way, some of these medicinal herbs need to be aged, you can add them later." Zhao Yujiao added.

After writing these, the little palace maid gave the paper to the guards, Zhao Yujiao didn't have breakfast, the little palace maid brought a bowl of porridge over, she drank a few sips and fell asleep again.

As soon as she was sick, she was limp and weak, and she wanted to sleep all the time.

"You have taken care of you these days, but I still want to remind you that she is talking and chatting with you, and if you don't hear some words, otherwise no one will protect you." The guard kindly reminded again.

The little palace maid hung her head, suddenly raised her head and nodded again, and then expressed her knowledge and quickly ran into the house again.

"She asked me just to inquire about the news, there is nothing I can't do, I can't waver, I want to speak." She thought about it firmly in her heart, and she had already made up her mind.

As long as she is careful, there is no problem at all.

It didn't take long for those medicinal materials to be delivered, as well as the utensils for boiling the medicine.

"Are you sure there is nothing wrong with those herbs, they are all used for typhoid fever and cough or something?" Duan Youshu asked the imperial doctor.

"Many medicinal herbs can be used in multiple ways, although some are not cheap, but they are not a problem, and the symptoms described by adults are also used." The Imperial Physician replied truthfully.

Duan Youshu nodded, and he was relieved in his heart, "I can't do anything to forgive her." ”

In the face of absolute strength, what can Zhao Yujiao do alone?

"My lord, I want to ask, who is sick, why don't you ask the lower officials to diagnose it?" The Imperial Doctor was really a little puzzled.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't." Duan Youshu glanced at the imperial doctor coldly and threw off his sleeves and left.

He had never liked to be asked about him, so he was not happy with the Imperial Doctor.

The imperial physician lowered his head, the concubines in the palace and some ministers in the court did not treat him like this, but it was Duan Youshu, and he could only swallow it if he was unhappy.

As soon as the medicinal materials arrived, Zhao Yujiao held on to her body and lost the medicine, and asked the little palace maid to boil the medicine.

After boiling the medicine, the little palace maid brought it over, Zhao Yujiao pinched her nose and drank it, and then asked the little palace maid, "Are you ready for the medicinal materials I asked you to prepare?"

The little palace maid shook her head, she still needed a little time to do it, and she had to use up the money she had worked so hard to save.

"Not yet? Then you try to get it done tomorrow, and I will be completely cured of this illness in three or four days, and you won't have to take care of me at that time, and you will just bring me food, so you should hurry up. Zhao Yujiao urged.

The little palace maid nodded solemnly, this is a matter of herself, of course she cares, and she also wants to speak quickly.

"You can also stay in the courtyard while you're here, maybe you can learn something from some people's conversations." Zhao Yujiao guided.

She now has a hard time speaking, and she doesn't need to deliberately keep her voice down, because her words are very light and soft.

After giving her an explanation, Zhao Yujiao fell asleep again, she had a dream, she dreamed that she saw Qin Tianze, he was no longer a general, and the two of them returned to the countryside and lived a life of sunrise and sunrise.

On her sleeping face, the corners of her mouth rose slightly because she thought of him, with a happy smile.

The little palace maid gathered the medicinal materials, and Zhao Yujiao's body also improved.

"Can you get the silver needle?" She got up and asked, was she ready to heal the little palace maid.

To Zhao Yujiao's surprise, the little palace maid took it out in an instant, and it seemed that she was also afraid that she would be useful and prepared.

"You're lying in bed." Zhao Yujiao asked her to lie down, and she went to close the door.

"There are other reasons why you can't speak, in fact, you just hurt your throat, I'll give you acupuncture first, and then divide the medicine for you, you go back to your residence in two or three days to boil it yourself, it's not convenient for me here." As she spoke, her hands began to move.

The little palace maid didn't dare to move, so she lay down obediently, with anticipation, wishing that she could speak immediately.

"Don't be nervous, don't worry, I will do what I promised." Zhao Yujiao seriously pricked her with needles, looking for acupuncture points, and did not dare to be sloppy at all.

Although she is indifferent to people, she is never sloppy about what should be done.

An hour passed, and Zhao Yujiao had beads of sweat on her forehead, and she took off all the needles, "It's finally done, your acupuncture points are opened, and then you can speak slowly after taking medicine." ”

The little palace maid hurriedly got up and knelt down, with excitement and gratitude in her eyes.

"No need to do this, just take what you need." Zhao Yujiao waved her hand and helped the little palace maid up.