On the day Doctor Sun and his son set off, it was late autumn, the autumn wind was chilly, and yellow leaves drifted in the wind. There was also a light drizzle. Such a departure carried a hint of heroic sadness.
Doctor Sun cupped his hands and bade farewell to Jiang Shaohua: "We have already left the city gates, Commandery Princess, there's no need for you to see us off further. I will not return from Pingzhou unless I have developed a remedy to control the epidemic."
Jiang Shaohua listened with a bit of unease and said softly, "In my heart, your safety, father and son, is just as important. Consider it a year; no matter what, you must return after one year."
Doctor Sun smiled, did not argue with the Commandery Princess, and accepted the order with cupped hands.
Sun Guangbai was earnestly saying farewell to Sun Zelan. At this point, no matter how reluctant Sun Zelan was, there was nothing she could do, so she repeatedly instructed her brother to take good care of their father.
