After traveling through time, I stole all over the three realms

The next morning, Shen Mian heard the news that Shen Xianyue was under house arrest by Old Man Shen.

This was told to her by another little maid as if she were presenting a treasure.

She didn't care about Shen Xianyue. After all, when she was strong enough, she would not let go of the person who poisoned her, as well as Shen Xianyue and Shen Feng.

Shen Mian knew clearly that to deal with someone like Shen Xianyue, he had to let her see his excellence and how powerful he was, which would hurt her.

If Shen Xianyue were to be killed with a knife now, it would be a relief for her.

She walked straight to Chen Xing's residence, and the servants she met along the way all bowed to her respectfully: "Greetings, Fifth Miss."

She didn't think there was anything to be happy about. After all, the people they should worship, apologize to, and compensate had already left.

The only thing she could do now was not to accept the compensation on behalf of Shen Simian, but to take revenge on those who had bullied her.

Want to apologize? Then apologize to Shen Simian in person.

When she arrived at Chen Xing's residence, she saw that Chen Xing had already stood up and was tending to some herbs planted in the house.

"Uncle Chen, can't you take a break?"

"Yaoyao is here." He smiled. "I'm not seriously ill. Besides, I'm a doctor. Don't I know my own body?"

"A doctor should not treat himself. Speaking of which, I have read some medical books before and learned the art of taking the pulse. How about Uncle Chen let me take your pulse?"

Chen Xing: "Well, Patriarch Shen has just come out of retreat, so he must have a lot to say to you. Why don't you take this opportunity to talk to your grandfather?"

Shen Mian said bluntly: "Of course I am more worried about you."

Chen Xing: "What? You don't believe in Uncle Chen's medical skills? Do you want me to take your pulse?"

Without waiting for Shen Mian to refuse, he gently placed his hand on her pulse. Shen Mian did not resist either. She looked at him intently, wanting to see what he could say.

Chen Xing carefully felt the pulse and suddenly said, "You're eating so much supper so late at night, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to sleep after eating too much?"

Shen Mian was shocked, but he said stubbornly: "I didn't, I went to bed early yesterday."

Chen Xing: "Well... I ate quite a lot this morning, steamed buns, meat patties, porridge, date cakes..."

Shen Mian quickly stopped him: "Okay Uncle Chen! Stop talking and save some face for the child."

Chen Xing smiled, then his expression suddenly changed. He looked at Shen Mian and asked seriously, "Are you injured?"

Shen Mian was surprised: "No?"

Chen Xing: "He was injured a month ago, right? The injury was serious."

Shen Mian then remembered that it must be the injury he had received in the Misty Forest: "Ah, that injury has long been healed, Uncle Chen, don't worry."

Chen Xing looked a little lonely. He stared at Shen Mian for a while and sighed: "Uncle Chen is useless. If I were strong enough, you wouldn't have to practice so hard."

Shen Mian smiled and said, "If you were strong enough, you wouldn't have come to the Shen family, let alone meet me. Besides, even if you are the best in the continent, I still have to practice. I can't just be a waste and wait for you to protect me."

Chen Xing waved his hand: "Alright, alright, if I were number one in the mainland, I would wake up laughing in my dreams. Stop talking nonsense, come here and have some tea."

He picked up the teacup and took a sip: "Although this tea is not the best tea, it tastes pretty good. It is brewed with the dew I specially collected."

Shen Mian: "You've also taken my pulse, it's my turn now."

Chen Xing put down the teacup and said, "No one taught you, so what can you tell? When I recover, I will teach you how to read the pulse."

Shen Mian came closer with a smile: "Great! Uncle Chen is so amazing, he will definitely be able to teach me to be a miracle doctor."

Chen Xing was helpless: "I am not a miracle doctor myself, how can I teach you to be a miracle doctor? If you really become a miracle doctor, it is also the result of your own learning."

Shen Mian responded with a smile, but suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Chen Xing's wrist. Chen Xing was startled and subconsciously withdrew his hand, but did not pull it away.

"Uncle Chen!"

Shen Mian screamed in surprise. Even though she was only a novice, she could clearly feel that Chen Xing's pulse was not right and was chaotic.

Even the fact that he could stand here and have a conversation with Shen Mian was something Shen Mian found very magical.

Chen Xing sighed and pulled his hand back. This time, Shen Mian was stunned or something, but he managed to pull Chen Xing's hand back successfully.

"Humph, clever ghost."

Shen Mian frowned: "Uncle Chen, please don't change the subject. What's wrong with your pulse?"

Chen Xingdao: "Just some old injuries."

Shen Mian: "How did you get injured like this? What happened? What kind of medicine can cure it?"

The autumn wind was blowing outside, and a dead leaf was blown into the house, swaying through the window and falling onto the desk.

Chen Xing looked out the window at the horizon, as if recalling: "That was when I followed the Third Master."