After breakfast, Zhao Bing sat in front of the window with a cup of ginger tea and stared at the calm sea. The sea water was rolling under the sun. From time to time, fish jumped out of the sea, and gulls chased the fleet, looking peaceful.

The beauty of the scenery. Although his complexion is not shocked, he is in his heart. Although Zhao Yan was used to being ignored and neglected in the past, he was still very uncomfortable at this moment.

It has been three days since I boarded the quarantine ship, and I boarded the ship in a panic, but it seems that no one from the imperial camp has sent anyone to inquire. Is this because I am taking myself too seriously as a prince, or because I have not been discovered at all.'

It is unknown whether he has disappeared or even abandoned himself, but no matter what the reason is, it is chilling. He is the second-in-command of the Song Empire!

"It's better to ask for help than to ask for yourself!" Zhao Bing secretly clenched his fists. Only by taking his fate into his own hands can he get out of this predicament, otherwise he would end up being tied to his body and jumped into the sea.

"Your Highness, Hao Hanlin would like to see you." Just as Zhao Bing was thinking about it, Ni Liang came in to report.

"Well, let him in!" Zhao Bing nodded and said. He had already expected that Hao Yuntong would come to see him, because he found that there were only two people who died after being thrown into the sea this morning, which showed that his prescriptions and measures were effective.

Yes, and the fact that Liu Fu is not dead is a good sign, so he will definitely come to me to make decisions. This of course has nothing to do with his age, but that he has developed trust in himself mentally, maybe he is not aware of it.

"Your Highness, Mr. Liu took medicine yesterday. The amount of phlegm increased, but he was able to cough it up in time without accumulating in the throat. His breathing became much smoother. His condition has improved greatly. He no longer has a high fever and can sit up." Hao Yuntong.

After giving the gift, he couldn't hide his joy and said, after all, seeing patients improve is also a good thing for doctors.

"Oh, where are the other people on the ship?" Zhao Bing's expression remained unchanged, and he asked casually as if he didn't know what to do. He was still playing with a piece of wood that he had 'stolen' from the cargo hold yesterday.

"Your Highness, the epidemic seems to have been controlled. Only two people in extremely serious condition died last night. Among the patients, there are also people with similar conditions to Mr. Liu. Can you give medicine as well?" Hao Yuntong asked again.

"What's wrong, just take it." Zhao Bing nodded and said, "Oh, the patients on other ships can also be told how to use the medicine."

"Thank you, Your Highness, everyone is saved!" Hao Yuntong saluted again. He understood very well that if the epidemic was not eliminated, he would not be able to leave, and what was the chance of leaving alive? As a doctor, he understood better than anyone else that His Highness had given him a gift.

When the medicine revives the patient, it actually saves him.

"The control of the epidemic is entirely due to Hao Hanlin's efforts. I will definitely ask the officials to give him a reward." Zhao Bing did not take the credit, but gave it to Hao Yuntong.

"How dare you, a lowly official, take credit?" Hao Yuntong felt his heart heat up after hearing this, and hurriedly bowed and saluted.

"Hao Hanlin was not afraid of hardships and took care of the patients on the epidemic ship. He is admirable and deserves to be rewarded." Zhao Bing raised his hand and said. He knew that the status of doctors in the Song Dynasty was not high. Although he was an Hanlin, he was not an Hanlin.

The Hanlin awarded after the imperial examination cannot be compared with the Hanlin awarded by the imperial examination, and the Hanlin Zhuanhou is even worse. It is only equivalent to a modern intern who has just obtained medical qualifications, which is the lowest level, otherwise he would not be sent to

"Death" on the epidemic ship. He is just a fake, and the real contribution depends on him, so he can only comfort him with kind words and use his power. As for the reward, it is just a blank check, and he does not count what he said. He only has the right to make suggestions.

"I will live up to His Highness's expectations and try my best to treat you as ordered." Hao Yuntong didn't know what His Highness was thinking. He only thought that he had met a noble person and would prosper one day.

, thank you very much.

"Alas, the sun was still nice in the morning, but suddenly it started raining again." As he spoke, Ni Liang pouted and came back holding the quilt.

"Master Ni, cloudy and sunny weather is God's will, so why bother about it." Hao Yuntong said with a smile when he saw this.

"Hmph, I don't care what happens to this old man, but he deserves a beating if he gets our bedding wet." Ni Liang didn't care who he was, he just felt that getting His Highness's bedding wet was not a good thing.

"Okay, tomorrow I'll ask God whether it's fair or not before you dry out on the bed." Zhao Bing looked at his cute and angry expression and said with a smile.

"Your Highness, your Majesty's quilt is still on the deck!" Seeing His Highness's master and servant talking and laughing, Hao Yuntong couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted them and said with a sad face.

"Haha, Ni Liang, hurry up and give the remaining medicine to Hao Hanlin." Zhao Bing couldn't help but smile after hearing this...

Hao Yuntong took the medicine and left in a hurry, but Ni Liang asked Zhao Bing to ask God when the rain would stop. Facing Ni Liang who was nagging like a Tang monk, Zhao Bing was helpless. What he just said was just a joke, but Ni Liang

Liang was stubborn but he admitted the truth, and how could he have the ability to go straight to heaven, otherwise he would have asked when he would send him back.

"Your Highness, would you like to prepare some incense and candles? In the past, I saw Taoist priests burning incense and praying to drive away ghosts and gods." Ni Liang gave His Highness a cup of tea and said, as if he didn't see the black lines on his face.

"Ah... yes, you go to the boat and look for it." Zhao Bing was about to be driven crazy by Ni Liang. He was thinking about how to get rid of him. When he saw what he said, he quickly agreed vaguely, hoping that

I took him out for a walk and forgot about it.

Hearing the click of the door lock, Zhao Bing's ears finally became quiet, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Ni Liang knocking on the door from door to door and asking where the incense candles were.

He had another headache. With his loud voice and his determination to answer questions, it wouldn't be long before all the dogs on the boat knew that he was going to ask about the Emperor of Heaven.

"What should I do?" Zhao Bing was really driven crazy this time. If he hadn't lived on the third floor too high, he would have wanted to jump out of the window and escape and find a place to hide. He turned around in the small cabin and pondered.

, if it is about other things, he can talk nonsense, but he knows that the sea is not as good as the land. Once the forecast is wrong, his 'reputation' will be damaged. But if the people on the ship believe his words, the result is likely to be the ship's destruction.

Die!

"Ah?! I hope they haven't been corrupted by God!" Zhao Bing, who was walking around in the room, suddenly thought of something, threw himself under the corner of the table in the cabin, and dragged out a box, which was thrown away that day.

There was a courier box at the bottom. He laboriously moved the box to the long table, wiped it with his sleeve, and carefully checked that the seal on the box was in good condition. It still looked like it had been sealed by himself that day, but he just put it down.

Half of it.

"There are two ship models one to one hundred, how many are the gifts?" Zhao Bing remembered that this was a ship model ordered by a 'big customer', and he made a big offer of 30,000 yuan. Unexpectedly, the other party actually agreed.

He was surprised and a little guilty at the same time. In order to make himself feel at ease afterwards, he also gave him a few small gifts. Some of them were made in his spare time and some were from Taobao. Anyway, the box was full at that time. As for

I really can’t remember a few of them.

"Wet and dry thermometer, monocular pirate mirror, star-pulling disk, dry compass, 'Zheng He's Navigation Chart'... Hey, why did you put this in it? If you don't do this business, you won't be compensated!" Zhao Bing held up a

A simple pointer type wind direction meter, I sighed to myself why I was so generous and packed so many things. These gifts were worth thousands, but I still haven't found what I was looking for.

"This is the corona pendant, little hourglass, oh, the storm bottle has finally found you!" The box bottomed out, Zhao Bing opened the last paper package and kissed the transparent bottle in his hand and said with a smile, with this he can

I can handle Ni Liang!

You may be familiar with the 'storm bottle', a small tool that can predict the weather. It is said that the person who explained it was Admiral Robert Fitzroy, the captain of the HMS Beagle that Darwin took on his global expedition.

He was also a pioneer in meteorology. Some of the instruments used by Darwin on the Beagle, including chronometers and barometers, were also used by him to indicate the weather. During the voyage, he used the Beaufort scale as a wind observation unit.

Setting a precedent.

Robert Fitzroy mixed distilled water, camphor, ethanol, ** and ammonium chloride into a solution and sealed it in a glass bottle. Depending on the outside temperature and weather changes, the crystallization of the solution in the bottle will also change differently. Observe

The crystals can predict the weather. During that historic voyage, Fitzroy recorded the weather predictions made by the storm bottle. It is said that the probability of success is very high.

Zhao Bing placed the storm bottle on a table and let the liquid in the bottle stand still. After a while, flocculent sediments were suspended in it. This showed that the air humidity was very high and there would be precipitation, which was consistent with the current situation.

This showed that the things had not been damaged after traveling through thousands of years, and his heart finally fell to the ground.

At this time, there was a rush of footsteps outside the cabin. Zhao Bing knew that Ni Liang was back. He hurriedly stuffed the things back into the box and put them back to their original places. After looking at the storm bottle on the shelf, he thought about it and put it away.
Chapter completed!