Stroking the express box, all kinds of past events from his past life came to Zhao Bing's mind.

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cn himself is considered to be from a naval family, but his father left the battleship due to an accident and transferred to the auxiliary force. Unwilling to do so, he pinned his unfulfilled dream of being a general on his son. Zhao Bing began to cultivate him consciously when he was young.

He read relevant books, taught him how to make ship models, took him back to the army to experience life, and even bribed his comrades to accompany him to sea on a warship, hoping that Zhao Bing could inherit his legacy.

However, his father's hard work failed to make Zhao Bing determined to join the army, but an unexpected combination of circumstances made him interested in shipbuilding. He was indeed very talented in this area, and at the age of thirty, he relied on his own ability to become the general manager of a private shipyard.

He was given the important task of independently serving as the project manager of a 100,000-ton mixed ocean-going ship.

And Zhao Bing's misfortune began from then on. Needless to say, the hardships during the period. Just when the ship was about to complete its trial voyage, the global financial crisis broke out, and ocean shipping volume shrank sharply, causing customers to abandon orders, and the company suddenly fell into crisis. The boss

Seeing that things were not going well, he ran away. As the actual person in charge, Zhao Bing became the one in charge. Not only did he have to deal with hordes of people asking for wages, debts, loan collection teams, and lawsuits. In the end, everything that could be sold was

The sale failed to close the hole, and the shipyard was left with only the freighter that had been unsuccessfully auctioned several times and Zhao Bing, who was under residential surveillance.

Zhao Bing accepted his fate thinking that once the economic situation improved and the freighter was sold, he would be able to get back his owed wages and huge share of the profits, so he took up residence on the unsold freighter. In order to spend his boring time and make some money.

To pay for living expenses, Zhao Bing opened an online store to sell ship models he made. In this way, he stayed on the ship with a local dog for several years. But when the economy improved, he failed to deliver express delivery.

The boat fell into the sea and started a new life...

"Isn't the person who placed the order the young prince Zhao Bing whose body was possessed by me?!" Zhao Bing was startled by the thoughts that came to his mind.

"Then...then how did he place the order? Is there really a channel to connect the past and the present? Then does he have a chance to go back to his previous life!" The more Zhao Bing thought about it, the more incredible it became, and he also felt that he had gone back.

Hopefully, even with his knowledge, he will not be able to decipher the secrets. He can only attribute everything to some big boss in the sky.

Zhao Bing is also a very adaptable person, otherwise he would not be able to stay on the ship alone for several years. Since he can't go back 'temporarily', so what if he lives in the name of Zhao Bing. Maybe the boss who controls destiny will have a conscience someday.

I'm sending myself back now. But the first priority is to survive, and don't lose your soul!

"Your Highness, take the medicine!" Just when Zhao Bing was thinking wildly and resigned to his fate, Ni Liang led a man in. He lowered his head and held a bowl of something like soup, and said respectfully.

"Take a sip first." Before Zhao Bing could speak, Ni Liang, who was standing aside, spoke first.

"This..." The person who delivered the medicine was stunned for a moment. This was the first time he had seen such a request, but looking at Ni Liang who looked like an iron tower, he still took a sip before handing it over.

"What kind of medicine is this?"

"Your Highness, it's rhubarb soup." the medicine delivery person replied.

"Rhubarb soup?!" Although Zhao Bing was not a medical student in his previous life, he knew not to talk nonsense or take medicine randomly. He was not sick or in trouble, but he was not sick at all when he was forced to board the ship!

"Yes, this is the medicine that Mr. Liu was prescribed by Mr. Chen, and everyone on the ship is taking it," replied the medicine sender.

"Oh, go ahead!" Zhao Bing nodded and said. He knew that rhubarb is a commonly used medicine to treat constipation. He could eat it normally without loose stools. Could it be that the people on the boat collectively got angry and got constipation? But this was considered

No disease!

"Your Highness, it's not hot anymore, let's drink it." Ni Liang picked up the bowl and blew on it and said with concern as he watched His Highness frown and put the medicine down.

"We are not allowed to take any medicine when we are not sick. You are not allowed to take medicine casually." Zhao Bing rolled his eyes and said, wondering if he had brushed his teeth today. "Can you walk around the ship and see what symptoms the patients have?

"Ni Liang nodded after hearing the instructions, and as before he put down the bowl and turned around without asking why. However, he bolted the door from the outside and locked His Highness in the room.

However, Zhao Bing secretly made up his mind. If smallpox, plague or other malignant infectious diseases were really prevalent on this ship, he would jump ship and escape even if he was drowned and relived. Once those diseases were contracted in this era, if

Not all the eight generations of ancestors who have accumulated good deeds will probably die, and the death will be extremely painful, so it is better to give yourself a happy one.

"Your Highness, most of the people on board are suffering from fever, vomiting and diarrhea, coughing with excessive phlegm, runny noses, and their bodies are getting weaker day by day." Not long after, Ni Liang came back to report, and he didn't know who he was asking.

"Damn, it turns out it's influenza. I'm scared to death!" After hearing this, Zhao Bing thought for a moment and felt relieved. He didn't know about this era. Anyway, it was the most common disease in his previous life. Who can say that it didn't happen?

If you have a cold, you are simply not a human being. Calculating the time, it was now the turn of winter and spring, which was the peak period of influenza. He felt that he could not go wrong.

"Your Highness, this disease is very dangerous. You should take the medicine. Some of the doctors on the ship are also sick!" Although Ni Liang is naive, he is not stupid. He does not understand the national curses of later generations, but His Highness's expression is different.

Song, knowing that he was not interested, quickly reminded him.

"Oh!" After hearing this, Zhao Bing suddenly realized that he was no longer in the future where heart transplants and liver transplants were advanced, but he was eight hundred years ago when a small skin infection could kill someone, and even if he had a cold in later generations,

Popularity will also kill many people.

"It seems that Chen Paopao wanted Ni Liang's life." Zhao Bing thought about the fact that Chen Yizhong, the left prime minister, took Ni Liang on the epidemic ship at this time and calculated that he was bound to die, and the prescription he prescribed was simply the medicine of tiger and wolf.

The medicine may be useful for strong people, but if the weak take it, it will inevitably cause severe diarrhea, weaken the body, seriously reduce the resistance, and eventually kill them.

'Ahem...'

"Who lives next door? Why is he coughing so badly!" Of course Zhao Bing didn't dare to take the medicine. Suddenly, a violent coughing sound came through the wall panel, as if he was about to lose his breath. It was obvious that he was sick.

No, he asked.

"I heard that it's Mr. Liu Fu who is a political advisor!" Ni Liang replied.

"Oh, let's go take a look, no..." Zhao Bing nodded and shook his head. Thinking about it, the political advisors in the Song Dynasty were equivalent to the modern Standing Committee members. Of course, only people with such status are worthy of being neighbors with him. But suddenly

Thinking that he might be infected with the disease, it was better not to go, so he stood up and sat down again.

"Ni Liang, go to the galley on the ship and ask for some vinegar, garlic, ginger and salt. Then ask the doctor if he has any medicinal herbs such as isatis root, silver qiao and big green leaves. If so, get some." There was silence for a while.

, Zhao Bing said again.

"Yes, Your Highness!" Ni Liang replied.

"Oh, cover your mouth and nose with a sweat towel." Zhao Bing took out the sweat towel from his sleeve and handed it to Ni Liang.

"Yes, Your Highness, I'm going!" Ni Liang said, turned around and went out, and carefully closed the hatch. This is what Zhao Bing is most satisfied with. He never asks more questions or questions the leader's words.

, and will faithfully execute orders, which is absolutely reassuring, and his character and inflexible behavior can be said to be a treasure for Zhao Bing, who has just traveled through time and is lonely and helpless.

With an extra person to rely on, he often wondered whether the native dog he adopted in his previous life had also traveled through time with him and possessed Ni Liang...

Ni Liang's executive ability is really impressive. Not long after, he came back. Not only did he get back what he needed, he also brought back a medicine pot. As for how he got it, was it stolen, robbed, or begged?

Zhao Bing didn't ask, but he tended to snatch it because he saw a little fresh blood on its cuffs.

Zhao Bing first dissolved some salt water for Ni Liang to rinse his mouth, washed his hands, then closed the doors and windows tightly and boiled vinegar on the stove for heating in the cabin. Everyone knew at a glance that these methods were used by the people to prevent colds, and Zhao Bing was coming just now

Isatis root is something that almost all modern people know as a 'miracle medicine'. It not only plays a great role in treating diseases, but is also a must-have in the small medicine box at home to prevent influenza.

In Zhao Bing's previous life, the shipyard was a labor-intensive enterprise. Whenever a cold was prevalent, the "black-hearted" boss would certainly not spend money to give everyone expensive vaccines. He would just let the factory's kitchen cook an anti-influenza drug that was said to be developed by traditional Chinese medicine experts from a major hospital.

The medicinal soup was given to the workers, in which in addition to isatis root, two other medicinal materials, Daqingye and Yinqiao, were added. As for whether it worked or not, as far as he knew, no one in the factory had been infected with bird flu after drinking this soup.

There has been no large-scale epidemic of 'swine flu'.

Next, Zhao Bing used three kinds of medicinal materials to make a medicinal soup, but he still hesitated when prescribing the medicine because he didn't know the dosage of each medicine, but he thought that the masters from the countryside would not take the medicine according to the prescription.

He had never eaten anyone to death, so he gritted his teeth and grabbed a large handful of each flavor and put it into the medicine pot.

After simmering on a low fire for about an hour, Zhao Bing felt that it was almost done, so he poured out the medicinal soup and divided it into three bowls. He originally thought that he and Ni Liang would each have one bowl, and the remaining bowl would be given to his neighbor Liu Fu, but after thinking about it,

Still, they all were given to him. The doctor who delivered the medicine poured out the rhubarb soup under Ni Liang's fist and His Highness's "prestige" and gave Zhao Bing's secret medicine.

Of course, Zhao Bing did not relax his vigilance. In addition to vinegar fumigation, he also took active preventive measures, opening windows for adequate ventilation, eating garlic when eating, and exposing all the bedding in the cabin to the sun. In addition, he used
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