"Wu Fu, help your young master get into the carriage. Xiao Ru, follow me to get the medicine."
Shen Ning said without any doubt.
Zhou Zhongkang's lips moved and he wanted to speak but finally said nothing. He entered the carriage with Wufu's help.
Once he lay down, he closed his eyes and fell unconscious almost immediately.
In the past few days, he had been holding back his energy, and now he finally caught up. As soon as he felt relieved, he could no longer hold on anymore.
Wufu was shocked and shouted: "Master! Master! What's wrong with you?"
But no matter how hard he pushed, Zhou Zhongkang never opened his eyes. He was so frightened that his hands and feet were cold, and he ran out of the carriage with a look of panic on his face.
Shen Ning and Xiaoru hadn't walked far when they heard the sound of footsteps behind them. When they turned around, Wufu hurried over, knelt down in front of Shen Ning with a "plop", raised his hand and slapped himself in the mouth.
"Miss Shen, it's all my fault. I bumped into you just now. You, sir, ignore the faults of others. Please, please go and see my young master quickly? He... he can't do it anymore..."
He burst into tears and burst into tears.
"Xiao Zhou is not okay?" Shen Ning was surprised, "I'll go take a look."
She walked back quickly and was startled when she saw Zhou Zhongkang lying there motionless.
"No! He was fine when I checked his pulse. How could this happen?" She put her hand on Zhou Zhongkang's wrist.
After just a moment, she raised her head and gave Wufu a fierce look.
"Wu Fu, just curse your young master. There's something wrong with him. He's obviously asleep. Can't you even tell the difference between the living and the dead? I was so scared that my heart almost jumped out of my chest."
"S-Sleep? Are you really just asleep?" Wufu couldn't believe it, "Miss Shen, you, you are not lying to me, are you?" His voice was trembling.
"Check if his heart is still beating. He was just too tired, so he fell asleep."
Shen Ning stood up, having really scared her into a cold sweat just now.
Xiao Ru couldn't help but said: "Wu Fu, don't curse your young master. If my eldest lady says he is fine, he will be fine. As long as my eldest lady is here, your young master cannot die."
"Thank you Miss Shen, thank you Miss Xiao Ru, thank you so much..." Wufu leaned down and kowtowed to the two of them.
"Take good care of your young master. Don't just kowtow. It's best to make something to eat while your young master is sleeping. What he needs most after he wakes up is a bowl of thick millet porridge. Millet porridge. Although it is not medicine, it can still cure diseases." Shen Ning said.
"Ah? Millet porridge can also cure diseases?" Wufu raised his head in surprise.
"Of course." Shen Ning nodded.
"Okay, I'll make millet porridge right away." Wufu didn't even bother to wipe his tears, got up and ran to make porridge quickly.
Shen Ning smiled slightly and pulled Xiaoru towards the county seat.
Xiao Ru tugged on her sleeves and asked curiously: "Miss, what diseases can millet porridge cure?"
Shen Ning said seriously: "Hungry disease."
"Ah... Hee hee!" Xiao Ru suddenly burst into laughter.
The two took a few steps, and Xiaoru suddenly looked back.
"What are you looking at?" Shen Ning asked.
"Miss, do you think Zhuifeng and Xiaosi will catch up?"
"It depends on how their riding skills compare." Shen Ning pursed her lips and half-smiled: "Who are you worried about?"
"I'm not worried about anyone. I'm worried about you, the eldest lady!" Xiao Ru finally realized that Shen Ning was making fun of herself and said.