Thanks to the miraculous "Bone-Regrowing Life-Saving Balm" Annie had brought out, Fu Junyu—whom the Divine Physician Sun aboard the Song family ship had declared unlikely to survive the night—not only miraculously survived, but also recovered at an astonishing speed.
Would you look at that?
Just two days later, Fu Junyu, who had been standing with one foot over the Bridge of Helplessness, waiting to drink the soup, had recovered to the point where she could sit in a wooden wheelchair and be pushed out onto the ship's bow deck by Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling to enjoy the breeze and sunshine.
"Kou Zhong, Ziling?"
"How did you..."
Not long after Xu Ziling and Kou Zhong had pushed Fu Junyu outside, Song Shidao came hurrying over as soon as he heard the news. He greeted the two boys as though he hadn't noticed Fu Junyu.
"Huh?"
"Miss Fu!"
"You haven't recovered yet. Why have you come out already?"
Only after walking over and "noticing" Fu Junyu did he force down some emotion and pretend to be surprised. Then he asked her, his face full of reproach and concern.
"..."
Fu Junyu didn't answer right away. Sitting in the wooden wheelchair, she glanced sideways at Song Shidao. After a while, she nodded and softly sighed.
"Thank you for your concern, Young Master Song. Junyu is no longer in any danger."
"I've been cooped up in my room for two days, and it's cramped in there. I wanted to come out for some fresh air and teach these two little rascals, Ziling and Kou Zhong, a few sword techniques to keep themselves alive."
After waking up yesterday, she had heard from Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling that she had been on the verge of death two nights ago. Even the divine physician aboard