Fang Zheng didn't care about Guard Bo's words. Seeing Guard Jin's feelings were much better, he stood up and said, "If the symptoms worsen, I'll prescribe another medicine for you."

"Thank you, Mr. Fang." Guard Jin held his fists at Fang Zheng weakly.

Fang Zheng raised his hand to stop his movements, "You need to be polite."

Feng Qing didn't wait long before Fang Zheng came back. He heard Fang Zheng describe the miserable situation of Guard Jin and felt sympathy. However, she was not easy to visit her, but she was not easy to visit her. After thinking about it, Feng Qing said: "Why don't we go down and ask what else to eat?"

Since I vomited so many times, I am afraid that my stomach will be sore and my esophagus will be burned.

A few older men probably couldn't think of these.

"Okay." It was very windy outside. Fang Zheng added another piece of clothes to his wife and wrapped half of his face with a furry collar. Only then did he feel relieved to lead Feng Qing out of the door.

After going downstairs, there were several people standing on the deck. Although the weather was clear, the cold wind blew on her face, which hurt to cut. Fang Zheng turned sideways and blocked Feng Qing behind her, preventing the raging cold wind from blowing on her.

After getting on board, Fang Zheng had asked Guard Bo to learn about the various parts of the ship. He knew that the kitchen was in the back half of the hull, and there was a hall inside, with more than ten tables for guests to eat.

Although the ship was stable, it was still completely different from the land. Feng Qing held Fang Zheng's hand tightly and walked towards the hall.

It is not convenient on the boat than on land, and charcoal fire cannot be supplied in limited quantities. Therefore, meals are always scheduled, and each meal will take about an hour. At this time, it is not the time to eat, and there are no one else in the hall.

"My wife is waiting for her husband." Fang Zheng found a stool that could shine in the sun, and asked Feng Qing to sit down, and he went to negotiate with the people in the kitchen by himself.

Of course, he would not let Feng Qing leave his sight.

Unlike Feng Qing, even if Fang Zheng doesn't like dealing with people, he can speak to anyone if he wants.

Sure enough, Fang Zheng came back soon, and he told Feng Qing: "They are willing to make one part alone and order a lean meat porridge for their husbands as they say."

"My husband is so amazing." This is not perfunctory. Even this little thing is so capable in Feng Qing's eyes. Her eyes are half bent, and the admiration inside cannot be concealed.

Fang Zheng liked Feng Qing looked at him with this kind of eyes the most, and he couldn't help but chuckled and pinched his wife's earlobe, "Let's go back first, the porridge will be delivered to you."

The two left the hall.

When I returned to the deck, I didn't delay much and prepared to go back.

"Wait a minute, are you a doctor?" asked a middle-aged man dressed in a guard behind a man and a woman just as they passed by.

"No." Fang Zheng shook his head decisively, without even looking at the others, and took Feng Qing away.

When the two figures disappeared at the stairs on the second floor, the middle-aged man muttered to himself, "It's not right to him. When I got on the boat, I looked at the guests on the second floor. There were four people behind this young man. When I brought medicine for the lady, I saw one of the four people."

When talking about medicine, the woman walking in front was to be precise, the little girl frowned, "Brother, I won't drink medicine."

The young man beside her looked at the little girl helplessly, "No, there are still seven or eight days left along the way. If you have been so seasick, will you be so troubled that you will never become a human being when you arrive in Jianzhou? Don't you always love beauty the most? If you are ugly, you will be laughed at by your sister Jiaojiao when you look back?"

The little girl frowned even more. She probably didn't like to drink medicine. She looked at her brother with tears in her eyes, "I don't care, just don't drink it, vomit--"

As he spoke, the little girl couldn't help but retching.

The young master beside him helped her helplessly, "Let you be disobedient, go back to the house to drink medicine."

The little girl simply cried, tears flowing from her face, "I won't drink medicine."

The young master also felt sorry for his sister, so he had to instruct the middle-aged man to go and find the doctor.

The brother and sister were well prepared, but they forgot to bring the doctor.

Just as Fang Zheng and Feng Qing finished seeing Guard Jin and were about to leave, the middle-aged man came to him.

He was polite, "I wonder which doctor is? My lady is very seasick and wants to ask her to treat my lady. As for the medical treatment, my son said that he would follow the doctor."

The three men of Song and the others looked at each other, and they looked at Fang Zheng together without speaking.

The middle-aged man thought to himself that this doctor was very kind.

Then I thought again, the world is so big that there are thousands of people, so naturally there are all kinds of people.

"My husband is not a doctor." Without Fang Zheng's words, Feng Qing refused for her husband. She was not short of money.

The middle-aged man frowned secretly and did not leave, but looked at Fang Zheng and waited for Fang Zheng to respond.

Since this young man is a doctor, even if he does not lack money, he will definitely not be able to give up money and not earn money.

"I'm not." Fang Zheng said indifferently.

Since the escort Song and the Guard Bo are responsible for protecting Fang Zheng, they are needed at this time. The escort Song and the Guard Bo are standing on the side of Fang Zheng and Feng Qing, looking at the middle-aged man vigilantly. The escort Song said, "You misunderstood, Mr. Fang is not a doctor."

People denied one after another that the middle-aged man could not force the person to take him up, so he had to hold his fists and leave in disappointment.

"Don't worry, Mr. Fang, we'll be guarding at the door." Song Escort Master knew that Mr. Fang was not someone who liked to meddle in other people's business.

Fang Zheng shook his head, "No problem, you all go to rest."

Before meeting Feng Qing, Fang Zheng felt that it was natural for people to be divided into different levels. Now that he had been with his wife for a long time, he heard her talk about Zeng Jin. Although he still felt that it was inevitable that scholars, farmers, industry and commerce would be necessary, but wherever he could do it, he was willing to treat Song Yishi and others as the same identity as possible.

Master Song agreed in person, and had decided to take good care of Fang Zheng and Feng Qing for the next journey.

The middle-aged man did not come back after leaving.

Only then did the escort Song feel relieved.

Until noon the next day, the door was knocked again.

Their meals were eaten in their respective rooms. Guard Jin was much better. As long as he didn't look at the flowing river, he could still go out and take a few steps.

Just as Guard Bo was walking in the corridor with Guard Jin, the middle-aged man came over again, and there was also a maid who was carrying a food box in his hand.

"I hope the young master can see me." The middle-aged man smiled bitterly.

Their lady didn't sleep well all night, and the lady didn't sleep. Naturally, they were anxious. After a night, their ladies could no longer get out of bed.

Originally, the young master planned to force the lady to take medicine, but even though she was half asleep, she vomited when she was feeding the lady to take medicine.

I still vomited after eating breakfast and lunch today.

Their young master was also anxious, so he asked him to come over again and asked him to invite people over no matter what.
Chapter completed!