Ma San stood behind Xiao Ya, the same pride burst out in his heart, and now he was extremely grateful for his courage at that time.

If she didn't really dare to take that step, how could Xiaoya have such a good learning opportunity at this time, and how could she become Miss Xue'er's only apprentice.

"Yes." Xiao Ya took out the book that she had prepared a long time ago from her arms and handed it to Da Zhu, "This is what Sister Xue'er asked me to give to Uncle Da Zhu." ”

"You, how do you know that I am the big pillar, maybe I am the second pillar or the third pillar." Dazhu was very curious, and the imperial doctor who was also standing beside Dazhu was also full of doubts.

They had never mentioned each other's names in the conversation just now, so how could this little doll confirm that he was Dazhu?

Xiao Ya smiled lightly, her immature face was still restrained, "Sister Xue'er told me that although Uncle Dazhu is a guard with a knife in front of the palace, he is amiable and never treats people differently, even to children, so when Uncle Dazhu squatted down to talk to me just now, I already knew that you were Uncle Dazhu." ”

Da Zhu was stunned, he categorically didn't expect that his seemingly ordinary small action would let Xiaoya see the clue.

He laughed, reached out and took the book and opened it.

In the book, he was surprised by the familiar font, which was the same as the handwriting left by Miss Cher at that time.

"Dazhu, what does the book say?" The imperial doctor was very anxious, although he didn't know what Xiaoya's arrival meant at this time, but he cared about what Miss Xue'er said.

Dazhu hesitated for a moment and handed the book to the imperial doctor.

"This little doll can cure the Holy Monarch's illness?" The imperial doctor was also stunned, looking at Xiao Ya's gaze with a bit of inquiry.

"Although Xiaoya is still young, she has also treated many incurable diseases in the East China Sea Continent this year, and Miss Xue'er also said that Xiaoya is very talented." Ma Sansheng was afraid that others would not believe that Xiaoya's attitude would hurt her self-esteem, so she hurriedly defended herself.

Seeing that Ma San misunderstood what he meant, the imperial doctor hurriedly waved his hand, "It's not that I don't believe Xiaoya, it's just that the situation of the Holy Monarch is indeed a little bad, but everyone come with me." ”

Xiao Ya turned around and took Ma San's palm, confidently walked forward, and walked to the imperial doctor.

Da Zhu stood aside and couldn't help but sigh, although this Xiaoya is young, but her courage is different from ordinary people, you must know that such a big female doll usually also plays with wine.

Soon, the group had already arrived at the dormitory where the Holy Monarch was resting.

The airtight windows were tightly secured, and the thick curtains kept the sunlight out.

Xiao Ya's palm-sized face wrinkled, and she looked up and asked the imperial doctor, "Why do you want to make a good dormitory like this?" ”

The imperial doctor didn't ignore Xiao Ya because of her young age, and replied directly: "In addition to the continuous high fever, the Holy Monarch's body often faints, and I don't think it's suitable for blowing. ”

"No, no, no." Xiao Ya shook her head in disagreement, "Although I haven't taken the pulse of the Holy Monarch yet, the lack of flowing fresh air in an overly confined space will also cause air stagnation, and the recovery of the Holy Monarch will not achieve a good dispersion effect, just like a sealed jar, and good people will get sick if they stay in it for a long time." ”

When the imperial doctor heard this, he looked around again, and with a wave of his hand, the maid stepped forward to remove the thick curtains.

Under the leadership of the imperial doctor, Xiaoya finally met the unconscious Shengjun.