When she heard about the bonus, Shang Jin was no longer so angry. She reined in her bad mood and said, âTan Rou, I think we can completely bring a cook over. The chefs here only make us eat roast meat and tough flatbreads, my teeth are about to fall out.â
Tan Rou laughed, âDidnât you say the food here was pretty good yesterday?â
Shang Jin exclaimed in frustration, âBut you canât eat that for breakfast, lunch, and dinner! Iâve had several meals of flatbreads already. I donât want to see any kind of flour-based food anymore.â
After considering for a moment, Tan Rou said, âOkay, a friend of mine will come over in a few days. Iâll ask him to bring some domestic ingredients, and at the same time, two cooks to do the cooking. No matter what others are eating, at least our researchers canât have a poor diet.â
Shang Jin grumbled, âHow much stuff can your friend bring over by himself?â
Tan Rou smiled, âNo worries, he has a private plane.â
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Tan Rou then comforted Shang Jin a few more words and asked her to give her best in her work and not to worry about other things.
Shang Jin was just venting a bit. She was still very clear about her responsibilities. With Tan Rou not being there, all the work had to be led by Shang Jin, so she had to take up the responsibility.
âTan Rou, you need to be careful by yourself in the royal palace, and if you run into trouble, you should run away immediately!â Shang Jin once again instructed Tan Rou, âMy eyelids have been twitching these past few days, I always feel that something big is going to happen, so Iâm really worried about your safety.â
Tan Rou replied, âDonât worry. In a few days, my friend will come to keep me company. If anything happens, heâll face the difficulties with me.â
Shang Jin didnât ask who Tan Rouâs friend was. Since Tan Rou asked her to be at ease, then she would just settle down and work hard.
After arranging matters, Tan Rou returned to her room inside. By then, Princess Samiyi was no longer sitting beside the bed, dazed. She wiped away her tears and said to Tan Rou, âMiss Rou, please help the doctor take care of my brother. I need to step out for a moment.â
Tan Rou didnât get along with those doctors, but she didnât plan to argue with them. After all, she had the support of Princess Samiyi behind her. She had nothing to fear.
âAlright, go and take care of your matters,â Tan Rou said.
Princess Samiyi had a lot to do. Now that the King was bedridden, the Prince should be the one to oversee the situation. But everyone knew Prince Lakaâs capabilitiesâhe simply couldnât deal with such a situation. Therefore, Princess Samiyi had to help him handle political affairs and make sure to keep the news of the Kingâs illness under wraps to avoid serious trouble.
Samiyi went downstairs and found Puli already waiting for her in the hall.
âMr. Puli, is this what you wanted to talk about?â Samiyi asked calmly.
Puli replied, âIt must not be known to outsiders that His Majesty the King is ill.â
Samiyi nodded, âI understand. However, Miss Rou is not an outsider. She has now become the personal physician to His Majesty the King, so I donât want to hear any objections from you.â
Puli frowned and asked, âDoes Your Highness truly trust that foreign woman? Moreover, isnât she a researcher? How did she become a doctor?â
Samiyi glanced at him and asked, âHave you forgotten why youâve been standing there for half an hour?â
Puliâs face turned pale, and he said somewhat angrily, âThat foreign woman is too much.â
Samiyi sneered, âIf you could make her stand there for half an hour as well, then you would be the one treating the King right now, not her.â
Puli lacked the ability to treat illness. All he could say was, âSince Your Highness trusts her, I will refrain from commenting for now. But if she dares to hurt the King, I will never let her off.â
Samiyi said, âYour reminder is unnecessary.â
Just as they were talking, a commotion suddenly arose at the door. Samiyi immediately gestured with her eyes for Puli to stop talking.
âWhere is His Majesty the King?â A middle-aged man burst into the hall, asking loudly, âI want to see His Majesty the King!â
In a low voice to Puli, Samiyi said, âNotify everyone to keep this place under control. Busodi must not be allowed to enter the second floor.â
Puli nodded slightly, then stealthily headed to the second floor.