These two finally woke up.
The moment they opened their eyes, they saw me.
They both cried out, "Boss!"
King Yan was no longer King Yan, but Dazhu. The Embroidery Woman was no longer the Embroidery Woman, but Xiaohua.
In their hearts, I was their boss. They had to work for me and earn one million before they could leave.
I nodded at them, and only then did they notice the Doctor beside me.
Dazhu asked suspiciously, "Boss, who is he?" Xiaohua also stared at the Doctor, her eyes filled with the same suspicion.
I cleared my throat. "Oh, he's a friend of mine. He knows a little medicine. Weren't you sick? I brought you here to have him take a look. See? The moment he stepped in, he cured you. Hurry up and thank the Doctor!"
"Doctor? Is he a medical doctor?" Xiaohua asked, her eyes shining.
The Doctor shot me a sidelong glance, apparently dissatisfied with my nonsense, but naturally, he could not expose me.
I said, "The Doctor doesn't just know medicine. He knows all sorts of things. He's a jack-of-all-trades, an all-around doctor!" I was not just flattering him. In my opinion, there were not many people like the Doctor, who understood everything and could do anything.
Dazhu hurried over and grabbed the Doctor's hand. "Doctor, thank you for saving Xiaohua and me. You're our benefactor now. If you ever need anything, just say the word, and we'll give it everything we've got."
Was that really necessary? I had not even told them what illness they had. Did he have to be this moved, acting as though he was ready to work himself to the bone for him?
Only then did I think of the people outside. I said to the Doctor, "Keep observing the two