After leaving Yonggu Pass, the scenery along the road was desolate.
For a hundred li in every direction, there was hardly a soul in sight.
Shen Tang rode her Motorcycle through two days of cold wind and unexpectedly fell ill. She had a slight fever, and her thirst increased until she could barely let go of her water flask. The military physician accompanying the army had been carefully trained by Elder Physician Dong. Though he lacked much hands-on experience, his theoretical knowledge was extensive, and minor ailments like headaches and fever were no trouble for him. Shen Tang took two doses of medicine, but still felt listless.
Her brows drooped, and her almond-shaped eyes were slightly red.
Clutching her water flask, she looked harmless and innocent.
Gu Chi asked, "How are you feeling today, my lord?"
Shen Tang mumbled hoarsely and weakly, "A little better than yesterday, but I still feel awful. I'm so sluggish I don't want to move. I even woke up with a nosebleed this morning... Everyone else is still fine, but I fell ill as soon as we passed through the pass..."
Her throat was still a little swollen.
The military physician had prescribed a medicine to clear heat and relieve the exterior symptoms. Let's just say the taste was something else: a hint of sweetness at first, then bitter and astringent as it hit her tongue, pummeling her taste buds mercilessly. Now, whenever she saw a dark brown liquid, her throat started to churn on instinct.
Getting sick from unfamiliar food and water was an unavoidable part of "traveling for work."
The awkward part was that the matchmaking party numbered several thousand, yet only a handful had fallen ill. Those who had were low-ranking soldiers, most of them from poor backgrounds, with inadequate nutrition and