The west wind saw that the sky was already bright, and there was no movement in the house, so he couldn't help it, and was stopped by Nanshan.

"Brother Nanshan, it's been all night, don't you want to know what happened to the Lord?"

Nanshan listened, thought for a while, pushed the door in, and the others followed.

The smell of alcohol filled the whole room, and Yan Ziyue fell asleep on the edge of the bed.

Nanshan came over and probed Xiao Yan's forehead first, and found that the heat had subsided, and he was immediately relieved.

"West wind, open all the windows".

"Good".

"Beihai, you go and ask the master of the Bian Hall to come over."

Lei Yunting stepped forward and patted Yan Ziyue, and when he saw that she was already asleep, he hugged her and turned away.

Nanshan watched Lei Yunting leave with Yan Ziyue in his arms, a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and he secretly said in his heart: "Young Master Yue, thank you", turned around and covered the silk cotton blanket for Xiao Yan.

Beihai brought Bian He in, Bian He stepped forward to check the pulse, looked at it again and said, "It's no big deal, I'll prescribe a prescription to decoct the medicine and let people send it."

"Thank you, Master Biantang", Nanshan arched his hand.

"You're welcome, Young Master Yan is a friend of our young master, and I should do my best. However, dare to ask how you got rid of Yan Gongzi's hyperthermia"?

"It's Yue Gongzi, as for what method she used, we don't know, only that she asked for a few jars of spirits", Nanshan said.

"Spirits? Liquor... It's really wonderful, the divergence of spirits does have the effect of reducing fever, but it can reduce fever in such a short time, there must be another way, I have to ask our young master to go", Bian He said and got up and walked out of the room.

Xifeng watched Bian He leave, walked over and said, "Brother Nanshan, Yue Gongzi really has a way."

"Well, presumably Yue Gongzi must have used an extraordinary method, otherwise he wouldn't be tired like that", Beihai said.

Nanshan glared at Hokkaido: "What do you want"?

The west wind looked at the North Sea in disbelief.

"I didn't say anything," Beihai said, turning and walking out.

"Where are you going"? Minamisan Road.

"I'll go and prepare food for the Lord", Beihai finished speaking, and no one was gone.

On the third pole of the sun, Yan Ziyue got up, and felt that the muscles and bones of the whole body were sore, and it really took a lot of physical strength yesterday.

"Moon Child, you're awake", Beihai slipped in.

"You're just in time, my shoulders and back are sore, come and help me pinch."

"Okay...", Beihai obediently came over and helped Yan Ziyue knead her shoulders and back.

"Is it comfortable"? Beihai asked.

"Well, it's so comfortable", Yan Ziyue enjoyed.

"Yue Gongzi, can you tell me how you got rid of the fever for the Lord last night?"

"You want to know? Okay, pinch it again, here, use some force, and here...", Yan Ziyue commanded, and Beihai did it one by one.

"What do you do"? Lei Yunting stood in the doorway.

"It's nothing", Beihai withdrew his hand, took a step away, and stood beside Yan Ziyue.

"Yunting, what's wrong with you"? Yan Ziyue glanced at Lei Yunting and turned to Hokkaido: "Don't stop, come again."

"Oh... Okay", Beihai glanced at Lei Yunting and moved behind Yan Ziyue, and continued to help her knead it.

Lei Yunting approached Beihai, glared at him and said, "Aren't you going to prepare food for your lord, what are you doing here?"

"Is he awake"? Yan Ziyue looked back at Beihai and asked.

"Not yet, I want to prepare something for the Lord first."

"Oh, I'll come", Yan Ziyue said and got up and walked out the door, Beihai deliberately gave Lei Yunting a roll of the eyes, and followed with a fart.

Yan Ziyue asked Beihai to go to the lake to catch a fish, Beihai walked out with a sad look and happened to meet the wife of the master of the Bian Hall coming back with a basket, and there happened to be a black fish in the basket, so he happily asked for it and sent it to Yan Ziyue.

Yan Ziyue asked Beihai to kill fish, but Beihai didn't know where to start with the black fish.

Yan Ziyue looked at it and shook her head, took the black fish from Beihai's hand, picked up the knife, solved it in three or two clicks, took the most tender meat in the belly of the fish to wash and cut it into foam and put it into rice porridge, embedded a trace of salt, buckled the lid and boiled it full, until it was boiled into a thick soup, then cut some green mint and sprinkled it, put it out, and handed it to Hokkaido: "Okay... Let's go."

Beihai looked surprised, he had never seen Yan Ziyue's cooking movements so chic, not at all like the first time, and then thought that she, as a noble princess, would actually do this, who would believe it.

"You're still stunned about what to do, and you haven't gone yet. By the way, if Flame asks, don't say I did it."

"Oh", Beihai nodded, took it and smelled it, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's so fragrant."

When Beihai brought in the porridge, Xiao Yan had already woken up, but he was weak and dizzy.

"Lord, come and eat."

Nanshan glanced at the porridge from Beihai and looked surprised.

Beihai scooped out a small bowl of porridge and handed it to Xiao Yan, who wanted to feed him, but Xiao Yan refused.

Xiao Yan leaned on the bed, drinking porridge, he had never drunk such a sweet and soft porridge, it was extremely delicious, he ate it in one go, and asked for another bowl.

Nanshan and the others also smiled when they saw that Xiaoyan was eating well.

"Who did it"? Xiao Yan asked, because when he ate it, he could feel that the person who made this porridge had put a lot of thought into it.

Beihai paused and said, "It's me."

Xiao Yan glanced at Beihai and didn't ask anything more.

Nanshan helped Xiao Yan to lie down, and then pulled the west wind out with Beihai.

"Beihai, that porridge was really made by you"? Nanshan asked.

"Of course, why don't you believe it"?

"Letter... How can you not believe it"? Nanshan said with a chuckle on his face and walked away with his hands behind his back.

Yan Ziyue and Steward Luo followed the master of the Bian Hall to the branch hall, Yan Ziyue looked at the situation of the branch hall, and inquired about the daily items of the hospital, including expenses, the entry and exit of medicinal materials, storage, the situation of people who seek medical treatment, and the accounts of the past few years, and did not go back until nightfall.

When Yan Ziyue came back, she saw Beihai running over anxiously and said, "Yue Gongzi, the lord hasn't used it for dinner yet."

"I see," Yan Ziyue replied, and went to the kitchen with Beihai.

Nanshan followed Beihai, and saw that he found Yan Ziyue to come to the kitchen together, and saw that Yan Ziyue was busy, so he understood everything and turned to leave.

Yan Ziyue had already asked Mrs. Bian to help stew the chicken, took a thick chicken soup, added white rice and wolfberries to boil, and poured the shredded chicken into it and stirred it continuously until it boiled into porridge, put in the chopped tender vegetable sprouts, and handed the urn to Hokkaido: "Go."

Beihai took it and was about to leave, Yan Ziyue said: "By the way, I have something to do tomorrow, I will warm up here in advance, you can pick it up."

"Hmm...", Beihai nodded, and walked out of the kitchen quickly.

Yan Ziyue hurried to draw several pictures overnight, and early the next morning, she prepared breakfast for Xiao Yan, and took Lei Yunting, Steward Luo and Bian He to the branch hall together.

Beihai came to the kitchen early to prepare for the breakfast of Xiaoyan, but found that there was no breakfast at all, and wondered for a while, when he saw Mrs. Bian come in, he hurriedly asked: "Mrs. Bian, have you seen the breakfast prepared here?"

"Do you mean that Yue Gongzi prepared it? Someone came early in the morning to pick it up!"

Beihai heard it, but guessed a few points, turned around and went to the room of the owl flame, and when he entered the door, he found that the owl flame had already eaten.

"Beihai, this chicken shredded roll is very good, and this egg custard, the Lord likes it very much, and I was about to ask you what you have for lunch"? Minamiyama stood aside and looked at Hokkaido.

"Lunch, I haven't thought about it yet", Beihai looked at Nanshan, with an embarrassed face, turned to Xiao Yan and asked, "Lord, what do you want to eat"?

"Whatever", Xiao Yan said as he put down the dishes and chopsticks, took a sip of tea, and walked back to the bed to lie down.

Nanshan helped Beihai remove the dishes and chopsticks out of the room.

"Beihai, you are so bold, you dare to deceive the Lord."

"Don't just talk about me, didn't you tell the Lord that it was the Moon Master who took care of him all night when the fever was high?"

"I didn't say anything about myself."

"Me too", Beihai said and walked away.

Yan Ziyue gave the drawings to the master of the Bian Hall, carefully explained how to manage the branch hall, and taught him how to run the medical hall, helped sort out the records of the medical hall, and made a classification, requiring the branch hall and the medical hall to separate the income and expenditure, and be sure to use special funds, and not to borrow from east to west.

The master of the flat hall wrote them down one by one, and arranged for someone to change the layout of the medical hall according to Yan Ziyue's request, separating the entrance of the branch hall and the medical hall.

It was almost noon in Yan Ziyue, so he borrowed the small kitchen of the branch hall and made some simple food for Xiao Yan, and asked Lei Yunting to send it back to Beihai.

In the afternoon, Yan Ziyue and Steward Luo came to the branch of Tongbao Qianzhuang, checked the daily bookkeeping and actual operation of Qianzhuang, and asked the head of Qianzhuang to open a separate account for Baihui Medical Center for income and expenditure, explained a few important things, and left.

The two rode back, and Steward Luo asked, "Young master, should we go back to Fengdu?"

"No, let's go to Wujiding", Yan Ziyue said with a whip and ran forward.

Yan Ziyue came back and asked Mrs. Bian to help stew the bone broth first, and she went back to the room.

After a while, Beihai came over, and Yan Ziyue gave Hokkaido the written recipes and production methods: "These dishes are what I have made in the past few days, if you follow more, you will definitely understand." In addition, if Yan Ruo asked, he said that you can only do these few dishes, and your skills are not refined, and there are deviations from time to time."

"Oh... Moon Child, where are you going?"

"You don't have to follow me, I have something to do, and I'll leave early tomorrow morning."

"That's... Aren't you going to see the Lord before you go?"

Yan Ziyue thought for a while and said, "It's still gone, I don't know what to say, you take good care of him."

Yan Ziyue stewed winter melon bone broth for Xiao Yan for dinner, accompanied by a sweet and sour fish and a delicate side dish, and handed it to Beihai.

The North Sea came to give Xiao Yan, and Xiao Yan saw that his appetite was excellent, and he ate the whole fish.

In the past two days, Xiao Yan didn't say anything, no one dared to mention Yan Ziyue in front of him, in fact, everyone knew that he stood in front of the window every day and watched, looking for Yan Ziyue's figure.

"Lord, are we leaving this place tomorrow"? Beihai suddenly asked.

Xiao Yan glanced at Beihai and did not answer.

In the early morning of the next day, Yan Ziyue made Xiao Yan's breakfast early, told Mrs. Bian to warm it on the stove, and said a few words to the master of Bian Hall, and then prepared to leave with Steward Luo, Lei Yunting, and Lei Yunlin.

Beihai rushed to see him off, looked at Yan Ziyue and said, "Young Master Yue, tell me, where are you going." If the Lord asks, I don't know how to answer."

"You just say you don't know."

"Yue Gongzi, are you planning to never see the Lord again?" Beihai had a sad expression.

"No", Yan Ziyue paused and continued: "His breakfast is ready, you can find Mrs. Bian to get it."

Beihai just watched Yan Ziyue and the others ride away on horseback, thinking of Xiao Yan, and really didn't know whether to tell him the truth.