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The ferry gave a long whistle, then it moved slowly, finally moving quickly.

Gu Qing told Sorrowless to lie down on a pitifully small single bed. She carefully changed the medicine, indicating that he should close her eyes and rest.

While Xiao Mo took advantage of Gu Qing getting up to pour away the water that had been washed away from her wounds, he stretched out his arm and pulled her into his embrace.

Gu Qing's feet were unsteady, and she screamed as she pounced towards his chest. She was scared out of her wits, and it took her a long time to recover from her shock. She raised her hand and slammed it down on Sorrowless' chest, "You bastard! Let me go, why are you hugging me in broad daylight?"

Gu Qing frowned as her gaze fell onto the pots on the floor that were stained with blood, and the water seeped down through the cracks in the wooden floor. "Xiao Mo, let me go, I'll clean up the floor, or else the people from the ship will come up and cause a ruckus."

There were thirty-five people below the cabin. Thirty-five smugglers. They were all living in a large cabin below the deck. The five or six sailors on the bed all lived in the upper cabins.

Because Sorrowless had spent five million to board the ship, the captain had given them a separate cabin on the deck.

Sorrowless' sword-like eyebrows scrunched together, and he let out a muffled groan with his eyes closed. "Qing, the wound is very painful. I can hold on to you to stop the pain."

Hearing this, Gu Qing didn't know whether to keep throwing a tantrum or what to do. She let Sorrowless hold her as she slowly closed her eyes to rest.

He hadn't had a good rest for the past few days, and he hadn't slept soundly in the cabin last night. He was afraid that Cheng Zekai's men would come to find him.

Right now, the small cabin was filled with a foul stench and the blanket on the bed was even darker than the bottom of a pot. It was truly difficult for her to lie on it. Lying on Sorrowless' body, soft and clean, why not?

When she woke up again, Gu Qing woke up from the torture of having her stomach churned. She quickly pulled open the cabin door, then laid on the railing and vomited 'with all her heart and blood'.

Xiao Mo chased after her. Upon seeing how sick she was, his face paled. It had not even been a week since he came to Taiwan, and he had lost a lot of weight. Feeling incomparably guilty, Xiao Mo asked in a gentle voice, "Qing, I'm sorry for making you suffer."

Gu Qing shook her head, feeling like she was about to puke. Fortunately, she hadn't eaten much since yesterday, so she just threw up.

Gu Qing had originally planned to stay behind to take care of Xiao Mo, but she didn't expect Xiao Mo to take care of him instead. She felt very apologetic in her heart.

Life on the ship was not easy. The crew brought them food at night. Gu Qing looked at the food on the plate and almost cried.

It was a fish that was cooked very badly and had a few cabbages. There were also some rocks in the rice.

"I hate fish. I hate the smell." Gu Qing's temper flared up again. She put down her chopsticks heavily and turned her body. She then sat down on the small bed with a depressed look on her face. In fact, she had no idea who she was angry at. It wasn't Sorrowless' fault.

Sorrowless raised an eyebrow and silently picked up the rocks from the rice before scooping up all the vegetables from Gu Qing's bowl. He then picked up the rice and walked in front of Gu Qing, passing the bowl to her, "Eat it."

His voice was very calm, but it was also very cold. It carried a domineering aura and the feeling of an order that could not be refused.