I survived the famine by scavenging and supported my family.

Wen Zike served Zhao Ningning another bowl of porridge. Holding the porridge, Zhao Ningning was both amused and exasperated.

No wonder my brother eats so slowly; he's smart enough to know that if he eats too fast, he'll get more rice.

Holding the bowl of porridge, Zhao Ningning began to eat slowly and deliberately, just like Zhao Qi.

After the two had eaten, Wen Zike, worried that they weren't full, insisted on giving them two more pancakes. Unable to refuse, Zhao Ningning and Zhao Qi could only eat them.

Although the pancake had been heated, it was still a bit hard. Zhao Ningning took a bite and couldn't help but wonder: "Huh? The pancake is actually quite delicious."

Seemingly noticing Zhao Ningning's confusion, Wen Zike explained, "These pancakes were made by someone else."

"No wonder..." Zhao Ningning took another bite, her mouth full of the aroma of noodles, which tasted sweet as she chewed.

"No wonder what?" Wen Zike asked curiously.

"It's nothing!" Zhao Ningning changed the subject. "Has your cousin woken up?"

Wen Zike's face darkened. "Not yet."

After the meal, Wen Zike vacated his carriage for Zhao Ningning and Zhao Qi, while he and his cousin squeezed into another carriage, so that the others wouldn't have to move their things.

It was only when he was directing people to move things that Zhao Ningning realized that the carriage with the small table and soft chairs belonged to Wen Zike.

Zhao Ningning and Zhao Qi felt a little embarrassed for taking up someone else's space.

Wen Zike told them to use it as much as they wanted. He used to sleep alone in the carriage at night with plenty of space. Now that two people needed to sleep in the carriage at night, Wen Zike moved the small table and soft chairs out of the carriage so that his two little benefactors would have enough room to sleep on the floor at night.

After settling in, the group continued their journey.

Because of the injured people, the team moved at a very slow pace.

Wen Zike went to check on his cousin halfway through the journey and, seeing that he was still unconscious, got off the bus with concern.

Zhao Ningning thought about it and concluded that Wen Zichuan's fainting was probably related to excessive blood loss.

In their family's medicine cabinet, there was an oral liquid that Ning's mother bought for her to replenish blood and qi before her exams.

There are also oral iron supplements.

It's just right for Wen Zichuan to drink.

The only inconvenience is that you have to open the vial each time you drink the oral liquid.

It hasn't been packed in containers yet.

Zhao Ningning went out and asked Wen Zike for two bamboo water cups. She took out her medicine box from her spatial storage and filled it with four or five vials, enough for a day.

If one day isn't enough, she'll open a new one, otherwise it will spoil.

After filling the bamboo tube with the oral liquid and sealing it, Zhao Ningning took out the pills and squeezed them out one by one into the bamboo tube cup.

After preparing these two items, Zhao Ningning took them out.

"These two are the blood-tonifying and qi-boosting medicines we brought with us when we set off." Zhao Ningning carefully handed the oral liquid to Wen Zike. "Drink half a cup of this at a time, and the other cup contains pills. You can take a maximum of two a day."

Wen Zike clasped his hands in thanks, then took the gift and hurriedly put it in his cousin's carriage.

After his benefactor left, Wen Zike tested the medicine with a silver needle, then scooped it up with a spoon and drank a mouthful. He also swallowed a strange white pill.

Although his benefactor had saved his cousin, his cousin's life was of utmost importance, and Wen Zike dared not make any mistakes.

Half an hour later, nothing happened, so Wen Zike helped his cousin up and quickly poured the medicine into his mouth.

After eating again that evening, my cousin at least responded when I called him.

Wen Zike jumped up with joy and spent a long time praising his little benefactors, even offering to cook for them.

So frightened was Zhao Qi, who was usually taciturn, that he refused outright.

For the night, the Wen family built two rain shelters.

One was for the horses to rest, and the other was for the people to cook.

Zhao Qi took out a clay pot from his own package.

The smooth clay pot convinced Wen Zike that the two must be young masters and ladies from some wealthy family; otherwise, whose clay pot could be of such superior quality, comparable to porcelain?

Upon seeing Zhao using stones to build the stove, Wen Zike asked curiously, "Brother Zhao, what are you doing?"

Zhao Qi explained, "Our stove broke, so we can only make do with a makeshift stove made of stones."

"How can you build it with stones?" Wen Zike stood up and shouted, "Xiao Liu, take one of our extra stoves and give it to Brother Zhao."

Immediately someone responded and went to fetch the stove.

Zhao Qi waved his hand repeatedly, saying he was too kind. Wen Zike slapped his forehead, "I forgot to mention that."

He went back to the car, kicked off a small bag of silver, and handed it to Zhao Ningning.

"This is the silver and jewelry you looted from the man you knocked out together. Your share and your brother's share are all in here." Wen Zike was very perceptive; he could tell that between Brother Zhao and Miss Zhao, Miss Zhao was the one in charge.

Zhao Ningning declined, saying, "How could I accept this? Being able to travel with your caravan is already a huge benefit; you're even giving us a carriage to ride in!"

"That's a separate matter." Wen Zike couldn't hold the girl back, so he took advantage of Zhao Qi's inattention and pulled him into his arms. "Our Wen family's rules have always been like this. My cousin's share has already been set aside for him. This is what you deserve."

Zhao Qiqian tried to refuse, but he couldn't argue with him, so Wen Zike forced him to accept it.

Just then, the stove was brought over, and Wen Zike helped them put it on the ground and stabilize it, and also brought them a pile of firewood.

Zhao Ningning: Wow.

She had only helped him once, and this was how the Wen family repaid her.

No, if Wen Zichuan still doesn't wake up, she has to help think of something. Should she go to the car to check on him later?

After Wen Zike walked away, Zhao Qi handed the money bag to his sister and told her to keep it.

Zhao Ningning curiously opened it and took a look; it was full of gold!

There were also several pieces of jewelry lying underneath; it's unclear where the bandits had stolen them from.

After dinner, Zhao Ningning returned to her spatial storage and took out each item to admire.

The ancient gold-making techniques were superb, and several large gemstones were inlaid on it. Zhao Ningning couldn't recognize them; she just thought it was beautiful.

There are also two pearl necklaces, each with beads the size of a thumbnail.

These would be works of art in modern times!

Zhao Ningning carefully wrapped the jewelry and placed it on the TV cabinet. Nowhere was as safe as her personal space. Anything brought in from outside would be preserved after a space refresh; a space refresh only updates existing items.

Thinking that Wen Zike hadn't mentioned Wen Zichuan waking up yet, Zhao Ningning took out all the remaining medicine from her medicine box into her spatial storage. If Wen Zichuan didn't wake up by tomorrow, Zhao Ningning would volunteer to go and help take a look.

The next day, when Zhao Ningning got out of the car to wash up, she ran into Wen Zike and was startled by his red eyes.

"Didn't you sleep yesterday?" Zhao Ningning asked.

Wen Zike gave a wry smile. "My cousin's wound was a bit red... He also had a high fever in the middle of the night. I boiled some medicine and fed it to him, and the fever subsided."

"He had a fever again this morning, and I'm preparing to cook some more medicine for him."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ningning thought: "Isn't this the same as my brother's, a fever caused by an infected wound?"

"Did you give him some medicine to treat the redness and swelling of his wound?" Zhao Ningning didn't know how to describe it, so she could only describe it abstractly: "Did you give him medicine to treat the redness and swelling of his wound?"

Wen Zike nodded: "The wound medicine has already been applied."

Zhao Ningning: ...Using topical treatments alone isn't enough! It's already red and inflamed.

"Wait here, I'll go get your medicine." Zhao Ningning returned to the carriage, pulled out the anti-inflammatory medicine, squeezed it out of the aluminum foil packaging, wrapped it in a small paper bag, and took it out.

Fearing it would become damp and ineffective, she only gave her a two-day supply.

"Take one pill three times a day." Zhao Ningning handed over the medicine, and after Wen Zike thanked her and left, she turned and went back to the carriage.

Zhao Qi looked outside with concern.

"Ningning, was this what happened when I was unconscious?"

"It's more than that!" Zhao Ningning crossed her arms. "Your wound is on the back of your head. I was really afraid you'd hurt yourself when I saw it."

"Thank goodness you're alright, otherwise I would have been terrified standing here all alone." After saying that, Zhao Ningning reassured her brother by taking an apple out of her spatial storage and handing it to him. "Eat this."

Zhao Qi was eating a washed apple. Halfway through, he said, "Ningning, I'll try to stay as close to you as possible from now on. We can both enter the space. If we encounter any danger next time, we'll go into the space without saying a word."

"Okay!" Zhao Ningning nodded.

Even when encountering a mudslide, if she hadn't fainted before she could react, Zhao Ningning would have immediately hidden in her spatial dimension.

After breakfast, Wen Zike gave the new medicine that his benefactor had brought to his cousin.

This time he didn't test the medicine. There was only one small pill, and only six pills. He was afraid that if he took them, his cousin wouldn't have enough. If the medicine was ineffective because of this one missing pill, it would be too late to regret it.

After taking the medicine and trying every possible method, Wen Zike could only wait helplessly for the medicine to take effect, no matter how anxious he was.

The fever subsided in the morning, but returned in the afternoon. Wen Zike had to stop the team and take a break to prepare medicine for his cousin.

Zhao Ningning was very curious.

"You have a doctor in your team? Did you prepare this medicine yourselves?"

Wen Zike replied, "No, we only know some common medicinal herbs, and as for prescriptions, we only know a few commonly used ones."

When you're out and about, you're bound to get bumps and bruises, and catching a cold is something they're very good at dealing with.

Seeing her curiosity, Wen Zike asked, "Miss Zhao, are you very interested in this medicine to reduce high fever?"

"Yes." Zhao Ningning nodded. This was the first time she had ever seen a medicine that worked so quickly in ancient times.

Its effects are almost as good as modern Western medicine.

"Then I'll give you the prescription later." Wen Zike smiled. "The medicine that Miss Zhao gave me is very effective. Although my cousin hasn't woken up yet, his wound has healed a lot and isn't as red and swollen anymore."

Her originally pale face was now much rosier than before.

"How could I possibly accept this!" Zhao Ningning was just asking casually and didn't mean to ask for the secret recipe.

"It's alright, it's not some secret recipe! We got it from an old doctor in the prefectural city." Wen Zike finished boiling the medicine, picked it up to pour, and said as he poured, "I'll have my cousin write it down for you when he gets up, I can't read!"

Zhao Ningning: ...

—Alright, let's talk about it after Wen Zichuan wakes up.

Zhao Ningning returned to the carriage with her hands behind her back and asked her brother, "Do you think it's possible to replicate those modern anti-inflammatory drugs from ancient times?"

"You want to tell them the formula for the anti-inflammatory drug?" Zhao Qi held out his hand: "Take me home, I'll look it up on the computer."

"Okay!" Zhao Ningning put Zhao Qi in her spatial storage and sat in the carriage to guard the gate.

A short while later, after Wen Zichuan fed the medicine to his cousin, the group set off again.

After resting for a while, the group walked until it was almost completely dark before stopping.

Zhao Qi emerged from his spatial dimension, holding a sheet of paper, and said to Ningning, "I've checked, and modern pharmaceutical methods definitely won't work, but I found a prescription for traditional Chinese medicine."

"This prescription has been modified. I checked it and there aren't any unusual ingredients. The ingredients here should be compatible."

Zhao Ningning took the homework sheet and looked at it. A string of medicinal herbs was written on it, followed by the weight in grams, which was then changed to two ounces according to the measurement here.

"If they give us fever reducers, we'll hand over the prescription and let them figure it out themselves."

Zhao Ningning folded the paper and handed it back to Zhao Qi, "Brother, you have a good memory, so you can memorize it and recite it to them later."

In any case, it's impossible for them to see modern paper.

Zhao Qi nodded.

Before they even started eating dinner, Wen Zike's surprised voice suddenly rang out from outside.

Zhao Ningning and Zhao Qi listened for a moment and were relieved.

It must be Wen Zichuan who has woken up.

Inside Wen Zichuan's carriage.

"Cousin! You're awake!" Wen Zike excitedly grabbed Wen Zichuan's left hand.

Wen Zichuan turned his head away uncomfortably and opened his mouth. Wen Zike saw this and immediately understood, bringing over a glass of water. He felt that it was warm and carefully helped his cousin sit up.

Wen Zike tried to feed him again, but Wen Zichuan stopped him, taking the cup and gulping it down before asking, "Where are we now?"

"The mountain road was difficult to descend, and we walked about thirty li," Wen Zike explained. "You've been almost unconscious for two days, from yesterday to today."

They only traveled thirty li in two days, entirely because they were taking care of Wen Zichuan's illness.

Wen Zichuan nodded, lifted the blanket to expose his arm, and looked at his wound. Only the two sides of the cut were slightly red.

He couldn't help but be surprised, "The recovery was so fast this time."

He remembered being injured when he was a child. He had a fever for seven days and it was only after his father invited a royal physician that he was cured.

From then on, his grandmother refused to let him learn martial arts no matter what.

"Speaking of which, we are so grateful for the medicine given by Miss Zhao!"

It's a pity that the medicine she brought had already been given to her cousin, otherwise Wen Zike would have definitely shown him how peculiar the pills were—white, hard, and with a pattern in the middle.

Wen Zichuan: "Are they in the ranks?"

"Yes..." Wen Zike heard a hint of unease in his cousin's tone: "They got separated from their parents, so I decided to leave them with the group and let them go with us."

"Make room for them in your carriage," Wen Zichuan ordered.

Wen Zike felt relieved, chuckled, and scratched his head. "That's exactly what I did. I've been crammed into the same carriage as you for the past two days."

Wen Zichuan nodded.

He had just woken up from his coma and was still weak. After speaking with Wen Zike, Wen Zichuan lay down to rest again.

The next day, after Zhao Ningning finished washing up in her spatial dimension, she pretended to wash up again when she got out of the carriage. Wen Zichuan was already able to stand on the carriage door and greet her.

Zhao Ningning replied politely, then strolled back to the carriage.

I'm so nervous talking to handsome guys!

After Wen Zichuan woke up, the team sped up.

In two days, they covered eighty li (approximately 40 kilometers). On the rainy mountain road, this speed was already the limit.

After spending the past few days together, Zhao Ningning could describe Wen Zichuan and Wen Zike as two animals.