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People who suffer from motion sickness and seasickness are extremely rare. Generally, they can just endure it and there is no need to seek medical treatment, so there is no good way to deal with it.

"I see."

Afterwards, Hua Nishang opened the door of the infirmary and saw Zhang Liang and others waiting outside.

"Is Hotaru okay? What happened to her?"

What surprised Hua Nishang was that the first person to ask a question was Zhang Liang.

Looking at everyone's expressions, it was not difficult to see that everyone was worried about Ying, except Zhang Liang, who looked a little panicked besides being worried.

Although Hua Nishang didn't want to admit it, Zhang Liang was really worried about Ying. After all, the word "worry" was written on his face.

"She's fine, just seasick."

"Seasickness? Isn't this an airship?"

Hearing Heng Yu's silly question, everyone rolled their eyes at her.

Seeing that everyone was worried about Ying, Hua Nishang told everyone about Mr. Ke’s diagnosis.

When Zhang Liang heard Hua Nishang's words, his heart finally settled down and he thought to himself: "I'm glad everything's okay."

Despite this, Zhang Liang still felt very guilty.

After all, he cannot escape the responsibility for Ying's blindness.

Zhang Liang tilted his head and looked past Hua Nishang into the infirmary.

Seeing Ying’s pale face and appearance of being in pain, Zhang Liang silently clenched his fists again.

There is a very simple way to relieve this symptom, which is to eat something sour.

At this moment, Zhang Liang thought of the fried dumplings he had eaten before.

Sour plums can replenish lost water in small amounts and the taste is also very suitable.

In Zhang Liang's eyes, Xi Lan was an enemy, and he was very reluctant to ask Xi Lan for help.

but.

In order to make Ying feel more comfortable, Zhang Liang didn't care about so many things.

"Xi Lan, do you have any sour plums left for making fried dumplings?"

"Sour plum?"

Xi Lan didn't understand why Zhang Liang asked this at this time, but she didn't ask any more questions and immediately replied, "It was all used up before."

"Heh, seeing that Hotaru is so miserable, you still want to eat?"

Seeing that Zhang Liang was still thinking about eating at this time, Hua Nishang crossed her arms across her chest, looking disdainful, and was very disappointed in him.

But Zhang Liang didn't take Hua Nishang's attitude seriously.

Perhaps wanting to seek everyone's help, he told everyone the uses of sour plums.

Although no one had heard of this method, they still chose to believe Zhang Liang unconditionally.

"Hengyu, didn't you buy a lot of ingredients before? Are there any sour ones?"

"No, no, I don't like sour food, so I didn't buy any... Sorry..."

Hearing Bai Dieshang's question, Heng Yu lowered his head slightly as if he had made a mistake.

"Let's go ask other students."

Hearing Xi Lan's proposal, everyone nodded in agreement. Just as they were about to take action, Hua Nishang stopped them.

"Wait! Zhang Liang! If you don't know medical skills, don't talk nonsense. If Ying gets sick from eating it, you can't be held responsible!"

Although Hua Nishang's tone was harsh, it also proved that she was really worried about Ying and didn't want her to make any mistakes.

In her eyes, Zhang Liang was just an uneducated orphan and a beggar.

Hua Nishang could see that Zhang Liang really cared about Ying, but this was different from whether he had the ability to care.

It is a big taboo to try all kinds of medical treatment when you are seriously ill.

Just when everyone was at a loss, the old doctor stood up.

"No, the boy is right. Sour food is not a medicine, but it does have the effect of improving the symptoms."

The old doctor stroked his beard and sighed, "This is not pharmacology, but diet therapy. I didn't expect that you, at such a young age, would know how to apply it to this extent."

At this moment, Heng Yu interrupted with some pride:

"Of course! Ten years ago, it was the medicine invented by Zhang Liang that cured my tuberculosis. His medical skills are really good."

"Ten years ago?" The old doctor looked at Zhang Liang. After a while, he widened his eyes and said in shock:

"Could it be that the formula for curing tuberculosis came from this young man? Didn't he meet with misfortune?"

"He survived, right in front of you!"

Ten years ago, this formula caused a sensation in the Pharmaceutical Research Association of the Changbai Kingdom.

It was this prescription that saved countless children infected with tuberculosis and was hailed as a life-saving miracle drug in the Changbai Kingdom.

According to legend, this recipe came from a remote mountain village in the empire and was created by a young boy who died unfortunately.

Hua Nishang combined the trials she had seen before and looked at Zhang Liang with her eyes wide open in shock.

It was him...

But after a while, she unconsciously clenched her fists again.

Thinking back to what she had just said, Hua Nishang felt that she was talking about herself.

In the end, it was because I was incapable of caring about Hotaru.

Hua Nishang was just a soldier. She didn't know medicine, business, or political tactics. She didn't know many things.

If she were to compare herself with Zhang Liang, even with his best martial arts skills, she would still be far behind him.

Thinking of her own incompetence, Hua Nishang clenched her teeth and cursed in her heart: "Why should I say that about him?"

In Hua Nishang's heart, perhaps the only thing that can surpass him is her concern for Ying.

Afterwards, at Zhang Liang's request, everyone went to find their classmates and asked them if they had any sour food.

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Half an hour later.

Everyone returned here with a look of disappointment.

The students of the Holy Spirit are all from wealthy families, and in their minds, sour food is rotten, stale, and unripe.

Therefore, none of them carried any sour food or fruit.

"How long will it take us to reach the royal capital?" Zhang Liang asked.

"Tomorrow morning at the earliest."

"Can we stop and rest for a while?"

"The conditions are not right now. There is a forest below and not enough space to land."

Compared to a carriage, an airship is indeed much faster.

Even so, Zhang Liang clenched his fists when he thought about Ying having to endure such agony for a whole day and night.

His mind was racing, thinking of other solutions.

After a while, a red fruit appeared in his mind.

It is October now, the season when hawthorns are ripe, and here we are just above the forest, so there may be hawthorn trees.

Without saying a word, Zhang Liang ran out of the infirmary.

When everyone saw Zhang Liang's anxious look, they immediately followed him out.

On the bridge.

When they arrived here, Zhang Liang had already climbed over the guardrail and was looking around.

Seeing Zhang Liang's behavior, the students on the bridge were all attracted by him and their faces turned pale.

"Hey! Zhang Liang, what are you doing?"

"Don't do anything stupid, it's a thousand meters high here, you will die if you fall down!"

"Are you stimulated by something? Turn over quickly."

For a moment, everyone thought that Zhang Liang was planning to commit suicide.

Of course, everyone who followed Zhang Liang was also frightened by his actions.

Just when they were about to step forward to stop them, Zhang Liang seemed to have discovered something. He leaned forward, kicked hard and jumped directly off the airship.

"Hey!"

"what!"

Seeing this scene, the male students gasped, and the female students screamed miserably and their faces turned pale.

Not only the students, but also Hua Nishang and others were frightened.

They immediately came to the fence and looked down.

They thought Zhang Liang would fall into pieces with a loud bang, but unexpectedly, the scene before them made them fall into silence.

There were many white spots in the air, and Zhang Liang was standing on them, moving quickly downwards.

These spots are formed by fighting spirit.

It is recorded in "The World's No. 1 Sword" that there is a glowing sword that can half-float in the air like magic.

After Zhang Liang saw how Mireya used it, he wondered if this thing could support a person.

It turns out that this is possible.

If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely not be able to support it, but Zhang Liang was different.

His body movements were better than Saint Bai Huo's, so even if the spot's support was small, it was enough for Zhang Liang to move.

"Drive slower, I'll be right back!"

Hearing the shouts from below, everyone fell silent.

They never thought that the person who jumped off the airship could fly back alive.

Seeing Hua Nichang's shocked expression, Xiaoye pretended to say, "Although Zhang Liang said he would take care of Ying for the rest of her life, I didn't expect that he would actually do this."

Hearing Xiaoye's words, Hua Nishang looked at her.

"Did Zhang Liang ever say such a thing?"

"If you don't believe me, just ask everyone."

Noticing Hua Nishang's gaze, everyone nodded.

At this moment, Hua Nishang saw a dark area in the distance behind everyone, diagonally in front of the airship.

"What's there?"

After hearing what Hua Nishang said, everyone turned around and looked over there with narrowed eyes.

The first person to react was Bai Dieshang.

She shouted to everyone in shock: "Oh no! That's a group of giant-beaked crows!"

Section 1#Volume 3: Change of Rank: Chapter 336: Giant-beaked Crow

Great-beaked crow.

The level of this kind of magic beast is very high, and each one has the strength of a mid-level demon. Compared with humans, it is at the mid-level of the spiritual realm.

Their beak occupies half of their body size and is their most proud weapon.

The sharp beak mainly attacks through penetration and has extremely strong lethality.

As long as they fall from a high altitude, they are as fast as missiles. If the targets on the ground cannot react in time, they will be killed in one shot.