Chen Ting was lying quietly on the bed, and Xu Nanxing realized that she was so thin that only a handful of bones were left, her temples were white, and her thin eyebrows were frowned. Even if she passed out, she was still very uncomfortable.
Have a nightmare?
Looking at Chen Ting's closed eyes, Xu Nanxing recalled what happened today, and the more he thought about it, the more wrong he became.
The old campus, the free clinic, the crazy woman Chen Ting, who seems to be her mother's student...
Xu Nanxing's brows gradually raised, and the emotions in his eyes settled.
She was fooled!
Xu Nanxing made sure that Chen Ting's pulse was normal, packed up her things, and rushed back to the laboratory as quickly as possible.
"You are hiding something from me!"
Because Wen Yiqian had recorded Xu Nanxing's iris access control, she got Wen Yiqian's office very smoothly.
At this time, Wen Yiqian was studying the chess game that Xu Nanxing had solved the day before. He was not angry when he heard Xu Nanxing's questioning words, but asked: "What did we hide from you?"
Xu Nanxing didn't beat around the bush with him, he simply said directly, "That crazy woman, Chen Ting!"
Xu Nanxing put his hands on the small chess table and looked at Wen Yiqian for a moment, with clear logic.
"You asked me to go to the free clinic in an old community. Almost all the residents are elderly. They don't trust traditional Chinese medicine doctors like me at all. Most of them just measure blood pressure and ask about taking medicine. Only Chen Ting, and only
She came to see me for treatment because she was suspicious and wanted to expose me, because she has Radial Fei pulse."
"Very few people have this kind of pulse. If I can't find it, it means I'm a fake. I'm not a Chinese medicine doctor at all, at least not a good Chinese medicine doctor!"
Wen Yiqian smiled gently and glanced at Xu Nanxing, "Then how do you conclude that the thing we hid from you has something to do with her?"
"Because the pulse-taking technique I used was learned from my mother's medical books."
Xu Nanxing narrowed his eyes and looked at Wen Yiqian with a hint of condemnation, "I really don't understand why you want to use this method to let me know that Chen Ting is my mother's student?"
The smile on Wen Yiqian's face faded, he looked at Xu Nanxing with a complicated expression, and sighed deeply for a long time.
"You look really like your mother."
"ah?"
Xu Nanxing was confused, why did he suddenly talk about this?
Wen Yi humbly looked out the window, as if lost in memories, "That was many years ago, your mother took us to study abroad together. Because we had enough schedule, we chose the ferry instead of taking a plane, but that ferry
Yes, she's missing."
"Missing?"
Xu Nanxing murmured to himself, his legs feeling a little weak.
She always thought that her mother was dead, and everyone told her that her mother was dead.
I didn't expect it to be missing.
"Then, why did she disappear?"
"I don't know," Wen Yiqian shook his head, with a rare confused expression on his face, "The only one who was with the teacher that day was Chen Ting, but after that she went crazy, and the nonsense she said was completely nonsense. When she was sober,
It’s like losing my memory.”
"We thought you might be able to stimulate her and make her think of something, but she still didn't think of anything."
But it turns out... is this true?
Xu Nanxing was a little depressed. He had just come to question Wen Yiqian and his arrogance suddenly disappeared.
Seeing Xu Nanxing's confusion, Wen Yiqian consoled him, "It's not your fault. We only asked you to go with a little hope, and we didn't really expect to succeed."
"You have tried all the methods, but Western and Chinese medicine are not working?" Xu Nanxing bit her lip and asked with hope.
"No, the doctors said she had a heart disease and was stimulated to the point...forget it, since it doesn't work, just don't worry about it for now. Heart disease is not easy to cure."
Wen Yiqian's words did not make Xu Nanxing feel better, it just made her more depressed.
Stimulation? What kind of excitement?
The truth was hidden in the fog, and the clues seemed to be a soft yet tough silk thread that bound her heart in circles, making her unable to breathe due to the chaos and strangulation.
I don’t know what happened to my mother on that ferry and during that time.
Only then can a mature girl be stimulated into a lunatic.