Yang Ruxin's expression of reluctance lingered as the passenger ship smoothly departed from the dock and then moved westward along the river, which widened progressively. By the second day, they had entered the Dayuan River that runs north to south, and their speed picked up.
The river was wide, and from time to time, they could see other boats passing by, making it a lively scene.
However, tragedy struck as Dong Wenxiu began to show signs of motion sickness starting the second day.
"Miss, this is the medicine for motion sickness." Granny Ling took great care of Dong Wenxiu, even delegating all tasks to Yang Miao who had accompanied her, personally delivering meals to her room these past few days. She now brought over a freshly prepared herbal soup.
"Thank you, Granny Ling." Dong Wenxiu's face was pale, but she drank the medicine without hesitation, only to sadly vomit it all back up immediately, including the little porridge she had managed to consume earlier.
