Asking for a divorce on the way to exile, finding a husband is a great pleasure

Shen Qingshan was of course happy when Shen Yitian said this.

He had seen all kinds of people in all these years of doing business, and he knew very well what kind of people the Song family was.

From the first time he met Song An, he didn't like this kid.

This kid is too utilitarian. The key is that he wants to portray himself as someone who is indifferent to fame and fortune and regards money as dirt. It's ridiculous.

But Shen Yitian was determined to marry him, and no matter how he tried to stop her, it was useless.

Eventually he exiled himself.

Now that he was finally willing to stop, he was of course happy.

"Okay, okay. As long as you figure it out, I don't want to care about those people in the Song family in the first place, and I certainly won't care about them anymore in the future."

The father and daughter talked for a while. Shen Yitian originally felt only a little guilty towards the old man, but after chatting with him, she felt unprecedented warmth.

For someone whose parents passed away early, this sudden and surging fatherly love made her deeply immersed in it, unable and unwilling to extricate herself.

However, no matter how much she missed her family, she had to return to the exile team.

It was already past midnight, and if she didn't go back now, she might not be able to make it before dawn.

"Dad, wait until dawn and go back with my second brother. Find a better inn to heal your injuries before returning to Beijing." Shen Yitian whispered, and then took out a small bottle from her body.

"This medicine is used to treat injuries from falls. I'm not sure if it will work for your injury. Ask the doctor my second brother hired to take a look. If it works, then use it."

What she gave Shen Qingshan was the medicinal oil she had stored in her space. Fortunately, she had been careful at the time and had stored enough of this kind of stuff.

"Where did you get this medicine?" Shen Qingshan took the medicine and answered casually.

Shen Yitian said: "Yes, that's right, a friend brought it from the Western Regions."

Shen Qingshan said, "Strange, how come your uncle Zhao didn't find this medicine when he went to the Western Regions?"

Shen Yitian felt a little guilty and subconsciously touched the tip of her nose: "Maybe, maybe, maybe he didn't meet the person who sold the medicine."

"Is this medicine effective?" Shen Qingshan asked, holding the medicine bottle and looking around.

Now that his daughter is by his side, he doesn't feel how painful the injury is, and he is even curious.

"I twisted my ankle a couple of days ago, and I think it works pretty well. But you have to ask a doctor to check it out first. If it works, then use it."

After giving the instructions, she drank some tea and prepared to continue her journey.

"Dad, you must go back and don't chase us anymore. If you don't treat this injury properly, you might get a fever, which is very dangerous. Don't make me worry." Before leaving, she gave another instruction.

Xiao Wei was worried about Shang Yuan, afraid that he would scare the horse again, so he tied the horse to a tree when he left.

Not long after the two of them left on horseback, Shen Zhuohang, the second son of the Shen family, came back with a doctor.

He rode his horse at full speed all the way, fearing that he would not be able to find a doctor to save his father. He was so anxious that he didn't even have time to drink a sip of water.

The doctor became anxious when he heard what he said, so he filled his medicine box with life-extending pills and even brought silver needles.

Who knew that when we got there, the old man's fever had actually subsided.

He was asleep at the moment, but his pulse showed nothing serious. The doctor then felt his forehead and the back of his neck to confirm that his fever had indeed subsided.

"Sir, you have medicine with you, so there's no need to be so nervous." He just thought that Shen Zhuohang was too worried, so he hurriedly invited him over.

Shen Zhuohang was puzzled. His father had clearly had a high fever when he left. He had left in such a hurry and forgot to take any emergency pills, so how could his fever suddenly go away?

At this time, Uncle Chen next to him spoke up to help him solve the problem.

"Perhaps it's because the young lady just came, and the master is happy to see her, so the fever has subsided."

Shen Zhuohang frowned upon hearing this: "That damn girl has been here?"

Uncle Chen felt a little awkward when he heard him address Shen Yitian, but he still replied, "Well, the young lady heard that the master was traveling with an injury, so she came to see him. Before she left, she also told the master to return tomorrow to see a doctor for proper treatment."

I originally thought that Shen Yitian would cause trouble again, but I didn't expect that she would actually persuade her father.

Shen Zhuohang was still angry with her, but after hearing what Uncle Chen said, his anger was half gone.

"She still has some conscience, and knows to persuade father to go back and recuperate." He snorted coldly, being extremely arrogant.

Uncle Chen knew that although the second young master blamed the young lady, he was also worried in his heart, so he carefully repeated what Shen Yitian had just said.

Shen Zhuohang's eyes brightened when he heard this: "So, she has made up her mind to cut ties with the Song family? Okay, okay, then I must follow her and see for myself."

As he said this, he looked at Shen Qingshan again. Although the old man's fever had subsided, his complexion was still very bad, so he couldn't leave at this time.

No matter what, he has to wait until Shen Qingshan recovers from his injury and returns to Beijing before he can continue to pursue Shen Yitian.

"That's what the young lady said. She asked you to watch over the old master and make sure he recovers from his injuries. No matter how wrong she is, she will come and apologize to her father and brother in person after she completes the exile."

Shen Zhuohang snorted again in aloof and arrogant tone: "Who cares if she asks for forgiveness?"

But he only said half of the sentence, and he held back the rest of the sentence, "Taking good care of yourself is better than anything else."

Although he didn't say it, Uncle Chen actually knew it in his heart.

The doctor took the patient's pulse and prescribed some medicine. When the doctor was about to leave, Uncle Chen, who had been talking to Shen Zhuohang, suddenly slapped his thigh.

"Doctor, please wait a moment. I have a bottle of medicine here. I'd like you to see if it can be used externally on my master."

As he spoke, he took out the medicinal oil that Shen Yitian had given him from Shen Qingshan. Shen Qingshan was sleeping soundly, and his hands were quite strong. It took him half a day to get it out of Shen Qingshan's hands.

The doctor opened the medicated oil and smelled it. He frowned at first, then looked embarrassed.

"What... medicine is this?" he asked, holding the medicated oil further away.

"My young lady brought it here. She said it was brought by a friend from the Western Regions." Chen Bodao.

The doctor suddenly understood and said, "No wonder. I've never seen this medicine before. What did your young lady say this medicine is used for? How do you use it?"

"The young lady said this is for treating injuries from falls. You can rub it on the injured area two or three times a day, but you have to rub it until it becomes hot, and you have to avoid the wind." Uncle Chen carefully recalled what Shen Yitian said, fearing that he had missed something.

The doctor looked at the medicated oil again and poured some out to try.

"Since the young lady said so, we can give it a try. For external use, if you feel any discomfort, just stop using it immediately," he said.

Here, Shen Zhuohang was about to send the doctor back overnight. Over there, Shen Yitian was hurriedly on her way when she suddenly heard a strange noise.

She originally wanted Xiao Wei to ignore it and just go on her way, but when the voice came, she heard what seemed to be a girl's scream.

Xiao Wei was worried about some danger, so he immediately stopped his horse and dared not rush forward.

"Who's there!" Shen Yitian asked loudly in a clear but somewhat cold voice.