The Koi Wife of the Prime Minister

Chapter 245 Witness with your own eyes

As soon as she finished speaking, she stuck out her tongue mischievously, and left side by side with Song Yunfeng, leaving the two stunned guys there.

Song Yunfeng followed behind Shen Yan and was speechless for a moment. He thought to himself that her behavior was so innocent. Even Yuanyuan, who was the most lively and innocent, would not express her emotions so straightforwardly.

However, Shen Yan's face was filled with ease and joy, without any sign of frustration. She didn't seem to care about the fact that the medicinal materials could not be sold?

After walking out of the door, Shen Yan finally let go of the hand that was holding Song Yunfeng's sleeve, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded gently: "It is indeed as you said. A clinic with such an attitude can still stand firm and be crowded with patients. The medical skills of that old doctor must be unique."

"However, the ancients said: 'A doctor cannot be a doctor without kindness'. His master's teachings are probably hard to fathom. If it were me, even if I were a genius disciple, I would never teach him any medical skills if I didn't have a kind heart."

Song Yunfeng adjusted his sleeves that were slightly pulled, and secretly sighed in his heart: If she were to open a clinic, she would definitely become the embodiment of compassion in the eyes of the world.

I wonder what kind of growing environment has shaped her unique personality? Her family must be a warm and tolerant place, right?

At this moment, a burly man walked out of the clinic. His face was ashen and there was a fierce look between his brows, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

This person is Zou Hansan, who is famous for loan sharking.

His sudden appearance surprised Shen Yan a little. After not seeing him for just a few days, his condition was even worse. His eyes were bloodshot, his face was sallow with an ominous black color, and his thin chin was more prominent. He was holding several large bags of medicinal materials in his hands, with a strange smile on his face. He looked very proud, as if he was showing off something to Shen Yan.

The one hundred taels of silver that Madam Song had placed high hopes on seemed to be shattered, because Doctor Yan's authoritative words, like a ray of light in the morning light, penetrated the haze in Shen Yan's heart and told her that as long as she followed the doctor's instructions, this seemingly ordinary medicine would be able to reverse the condition and bring hope of recovery.

The corners of Shen Yan's lips were tightly pursed, as if reflecting her unyielding will. Her eyes reflected not only hope for the future, but also complex emotions - regret for Madam Song's unfulfilled benefits, and gratitude for her upcoming health.

The emotion is so delicate and profound that it is hard to see it all at a glance.

And Song Yunfeng, like an unshakable mountain, stood quietly behind Shen Yan. His broad back became her most solid shield, silently demonstrating a kind of responsibility, as if he could withstand all the storms in the world and protect the people in front of him from any disturbance.

Zou Hansan, the man who always showed contempt between his breath and sneer on the corner of his mouth, did not hide his sarcasm at this time. His words were full of contempt for Song Yunfeng's vision and belittlement of Shen Yan's value. It was as if in his calculating eyes, Shen Yan's beauty was only a superficial decoration, lacking the gentleness and softness that a woman should have, which became a pity.

"Everyone praises a woman's tenderness as precious. Even though Miss Shen is stunningly beautiful, she seems to lack that tenderness and obedience. Isn't that a pity?"

Zou Hansan glanced around and said with a hint of boasting, "In my opinion, any ordinary woman around here is more charming than Miss Shen."

Shen Yan's brows were slightly furrowed, with a hint of sadness between her brows, but her gentle but firm tone broke the atmosphere around her: "Mr. Zou Zhuangshi, can you tell me which doctor prescribed this medicine? Would you be lucky enough to read it?"

After hearing this, Zou Hansan's face became even more mocking: "Madam Song, are you interested in medicine as well? Do you want to learn from me?"

Although his steps were slightly staggering, he still pretended to be calm and stepped back step by step, completely unaware that Shen Yan's words had accurately hit his soft spot.

"Mr. Zou, please think twice before you act. If my guess is correct, the medicine you are taking is full of dangers and may soon pose a threat to your life. It is far better to seek help from a famous doctor than to blindly take medicine and dig your own grave."

Shen Yan's words were like a gentle spring breeze, every word was sincere and every sentence was filled with concern, full of respect and care for life.

Zou Hansan turned around abruptly, his face distorted, as if he had encountered a ghost in broad daylight. His horrifying appearance was enough to make even Song Yunfeng, who knew nothing about medicine, feel the seriousness of the situation.

Before Zou Hansan could react, Song Yunfeng had once again blocked Shen Yan's way. His words were plain, but powerful and contained a force that should not be underestimated: "Zou Zhuangshi, my wife has no personal grudge against you. Casting a spell without reason is not a gentleman's behavior. It is up to the individual to accept the advice or not, but I implore you to cherish your life and think twice before you act. Don't regret it until it's too late."

After saying this, Song Yunfeng and Shen Yan were about to leave, leaving only a casual "goodbye". As he turned around, Shen Yan's voice came again, as cold as a spring: "Taking banned drugs such as Wu Shi San is tantamount to walking into a trap. How foolish!"

Upon hearing this, Zou Hansan dropped the herbs in his hand, and his brief arrogance was completely swallowed up by the sudden fear.

At this moment, his eyes were filled with fear of an unknown fate and self-doubt.

Shen Yan's doubts were still unresolved: "Doctor Yan of Tzu Chi Hall has practiced medicine for many years and has never made any mistakes?"

Song Yunfeng smiled lightly, as if turning thousands of words into a light and casual sentence: "No, it's just because I have a backer behind me, and the trivial matters of the world can be settled with a wave of my hand."

There was a flash of doubt in Shen Yan's eyes, as if she wanted to see through everything about him: "Are you just trying to fool me?"

“See it with your own eyes and experience it yourself.”

Song Yunfeng's eyes were deep, and he was unwilling to explain too much, especially about those humiliating days - like a stray dog, the humble time struggling to survive in the rainstorm, as if it was just yesterday, it was a scar he didn't want to open.

Shen Yan stared at him, her clear eyes seemed to be able to see through his soul and reach the depths: "Your heart is not as simple as your appearance. Do you understand the dignity of the poor?"

"Yan Yan, there's no need to sell these herbs anymore. I will work hard to ensure that we have enough food and clothing."

Song Yunfeng's words were full of determination. He didn't want his beloved to be treated coldly and despised by the world again.

Shen Yan retorted, with an unquestionable insistence in her tone: "You earn your money, and I sell my herbs. Who can complain about too much silver? Song Yunfeng, how can you give up easily after a setback? Even if you fail ninety-nine times, the hundredth time may be the beginning of success. This is just the beginning, not like what you said."

"As the saying goes, perseverance can carve a stone. Isn't this also the creed of us mortals?"

Shen Yan is like the rising sun, bright and dazzling. Her spirit of not bowing to difficulties is like sunlight penetrating thick dark clouds and reaching the tenderest part of people's hearts.