Poria continued to walk forward, and turned the corner and entered a medicine hall. It was full of people, so she hurried forward to help.
The issue of flood discharge from the dam has finally been solved. As long as there is no heavy rain later, or the river channel is dredged before the heavy rain and diverted to several small rivers on the side, there will not be any big problems in the future.
Nowadays, the biggest problem is how to resettle those displaced people.
After Feng Qiming finished breakfast and took a short rest, he hurried to the scene and comforted the soldiers and the villagers who joined the flood fight.
After the large number of refugees were accounted for and settled, they were ready to leave early tomorrow morning.
Poria was busy at the medicine hall for a day, and when she came back and heard the news, she frowned.
Feng Qiming saw Fuling's somewhat unhappy face and thought she thought she was too pressed for time: "Miss Fuling, did she feel that she was too pressed for time?"
Fu Ling raised her eyelids and looked at him, with a hint of irritation in her eyes: "Why don't you all care about your body so much? Even if you have extraordinary abilities, is it so difficult to care for your body? If you don't know something, let me know below.
If people do it, are they doing it for a living?"
After Fu Ling finished speaking, she realized that she was a little out of control, and her expression was a little uncomfortable: "I'm sorry, I mean your wound is so serious and it has taken so long. Are you sure you don't want to stay for two more days?"
Feng Qiming looked at Fuling's changes and was a little confused, but he still noticed what she said: "It doesn't matter. Miss Fuling has encountered some difficulty, or is there anything you need my help with?"
Fu Ling had a cold face, shook her head, and said stiffly: "It's okay, since you have already decided, then it's up to you."
After saying that, he left.
Feng Qiming looked at Fuling's back, a hint of deep meaning flashed in his eyes, "Guys, who are you?"
During this period of time, the two of us basically stayed together, and we didn't find her contacting outsiders or anything. I hope we won't be enemies.
Feng Qiming thought about it, but he didn't realize that there was some anxiety between his brows and eyes, and he clenched his fists unconsciously.
Fu Ling returned to the room and covered her face in annoyance. Ever since she found out about Sui He's accident, her heart could not calm down.
Now that we are so far away, things here cannot be interrupted. Unconsciously, when I think of the culprit who made her unable to go back, I unconsciously want to get angry at him.
Early the next morning, Poria still felt a little uncomfortable looking at Feng Qiming.
Although the person involved said that nothing had happened, he greeted her: "Miss Fuling, my conditions are limited. You can ride in a carriage with me later."
Fu Ling refused without thinking: "No, I can just ride a horse."
A trace of disappointment flashed across Feng Qiming's face, and the alarm bells rang in the heart of Mu Lin beside him, and he quickly said: "Miss Fuling, our manpower is limited, some of the horses will stay here this time, the way we came, we encountered
When there was a landslide, the route back changed slightly and the journey was bumpy."
Fu Ling glanced at him and then at the people behind her. Her face was expressionless but she didn't say anything as she got into the carriage.
Mulin instantly felt relieved and looked at his prince with hatred in his eyes. He whispered in his ear: "Your Highness, don't speak too directly. Most girls don't like this."
When Feng Qiming heard what Mu Lin said, he froze instantly. A trace of inexplicable surprise flashed in his heart, and he glared at him: "What nonsense are you talking about? Don't ruin this person's reputation."
After saying that, some people shook their sleeves angrily and got into the carriage.
Mulin stood up straight at the side and said that he would be tough in the future. He was thinking the same thing, and the answer he gave must be different from what he thought: "Yes, I'm talking too much. I'll wait until I get back."
, His Highness can punish you however you want."
Feng Qiming got on the carriage, but he didn't even dare to look at Fu Ling. He kept his head lowered, his heartbeat accelerated, and the tips of his ears quietly turned red.