Uncle Zhang used the old thermometer to lie about Gong Sheng having a fever again, which attracted Yun Qiao’s attention.
She had just put on her shoes when she kicked them off and ran to Uncle Zhang. “Why is it burning again?”
Uncle Zhang showed her the thermometer. “It’s 39 degrees, Miss Xiao Qiao. It’s a bit serious!”
Actually, he didn’t need to show Yun Qiao the thermometer at all, because Yun Qiao couldn’t understand it anyway.
She made a prompt decision and ran into the kitchen to get busy again.
The apple water boiled yesterday with some herbs was very effective against the palace saint’s High Fever.
She had to cook a little more.
The man saw that she was busy again and couldn’t help but feel a little sorry for her. “Just tell the servants how to cook it.”
Yun Qiao didn’t even raise her head. “They don’t know how to Cook.”
Palace saint: “Then teach me how to Cook.”
Yun Qiao raised her head and looked at him as if he was an idiot. “Go back and lie down!”
