The cook saw Chu Heng approach with a stern face and didn't dare to neglect, hurriedly opening the sacks of grain on the cart: "My Lord, these are the regular rations."
He reached out and took a handful of rice, just some ordinary grain that looked like aged rice.
He silently took a handful and then inspected all of the army's food one by one, confirming that the grains were fresh. He instructed the soldiers to pay extra attention before turning back.
"How do you feel now?" Chu Heng saw that Liu Ruying, having just been examined, looked somewhat pale, and his spirit was even more wilted.
When Liu Ruying saw him coming, he hurriedly braced himself to sit up, but he had been feeling unwell in the stomach these past days, feeling weak all over and showing signs of a fever. He thought it was just a cold and, after drinking medicine for it, didn't pay it much heed.