Zhen Zhen carefully studied the handkerchief boy who was brought home from Xiaorou's baggage, and scribbled and wrote a lot of notes, but she got too little information, she designed a few plans, maybe it can be effective for Xiaorou.

The next day, Zhen Zhen and Zhen Haoxiong waited until Feng Hanzhao was free in the afternoon before going to Tai Hospital together. Min Xin happened to be taking the needle for Xiaorou.

Zhen Zhen said earnestly: "When I speak later, can you ask Lord Min to take Xiaorou's pulse?"

Min Xin had heard of Zhen Zhen's reputation for a long time, and he was also very interested in seeing her treatment this time, so he immediately agreed.

Zhen Zhen put a piece of Xiaorou's handkerchief in the palm of her hand, but she felt a rough feeling on Xiaorou's fingertips, and when she looked down, there were calluses on it. Zhen Zhen asked, "Lord Min sees that her hands have so many calluses, can you guess what she does?"

Min Xin said: "The musicians and servants in this palace often have calloused fingers because they play musical instruments. Xia Guan guessed that this little girl might be able to play the piano. ”

Feng Hanzhao said: "Being able to play the piano and being good at singing and dancing, this will definitely not be a homeless woman found on the street."

Zhen Zhen said: "Lord Min, I will tell her a story later, please pay attention to the changes in her pulse."

Min Xin said yes, sat down next to Xiao Rou, and took the pulse in a posture.

Zhen Zhen began to talk eloquently, as if chatting: "Little Rou girl, today is the second time we meet, have you touched the peach blossoms on the handkerchief?" I know you like peach blossoms, so I'll tell you a story about peach blossoms. ”

"In ancient times, there was a young man from a scholarly family, named Cui Hu, who entered Beijing for the first time to take the exam, and it happened to be Qingming, so he traveled alone. In the south of the capital, I saw a village with lush flowers and trees and beautiful scenery, and I immediately felt relaxed and happy. Walking to the door of a small courtyard, Cui Hu was thirsty, so he knocked on the door and begged for a drink. A girl came to open the door, held water to her, and opened the door for him to sit down and rest. ”

The woman stood there quietly against the little peach tree, her gorgeous posture and the charming peach blossoms. Cui Hu couldn't help but say a few words to her, but there was a difference between men and women, and the woman was silent and didn't answer his words. But ah, this girl's eyes can speak, and the two of them just looked at each other for a long time. Xiaorou, have you ever had the experience of looking at people like this? That must be impressive, right? Lonely men and widows, Cui Hu couldn't stay for a long time, so he got up to say goodbye, and after going out, he still kept looking back and looking back, and returned abruptly. ”

In the second year, I suddenly missed her, and I couldn't suppress my feelings, so Cui Hu went to Nanzhuang to visit again, only to see that the door had been locked, and there was no beauty, so he inscribed a poem on the door. Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on the faces of the people were red. The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. A few days later, Cui Hu went to look for the woman again, and when he heard crying in the house, he knocked on the door and asked. Who knew that after the woman read the inscription poem on the door, she died of depression because she missed the inscription poet. ”

"Xiaorou, are you very sad when you hear this? Rich people can't end up married. Later, Cui Hu rushed into the house and cried in front of the woman's bed, shouting 'Cui Hu is here'! At this point, guess what? The woman opened her eyes and came back from the dead! So, the woman's father married her to Cui Hu. Later, Cui Hu was admitted to the Jinshi, and the official was the envoy of the festival, and people said that this woman had the appearance of a prosperous husband. ”

"Miss Zhen!" Min Xin shouted, "Her pulse has quickened!" ”

Feng Hanzhao said: "This shows that she can hear others and react!" Again! ”

Zhen Zhen said: "However, there is only so much I can do now. There was too little information about her, and the stories were too outrageous to impress her. ”

Zhen Zhen carefully studied the handkerchief boy who was brought home from Xiaorou's baggage, and scribbled and wrote a lot of notes, but she got too little information, she designed a few plans, maybe it can be effective for Xiaorou.

The next day, Zhen Zhen and Zhen Haoxiong waited until Feng Hanzhao was free in the afternoon before going to Tai Hospital together. Min Xin happened to be taking the needle for Xiaorou.

Zhen Zhen said earnestly: "When I speak later, can you ask Lord Min to take Xiaorou's pulse?"

Min Xin had heard of Zhen Zhen's reputation for a long time, and he was also very interested in seeing her treatment this time, so he immediately agreed.

Zhen Zhen put a piece of Xiaorou's handkerchief in the palm of her hand, but she felt a rough feeling on Xiaorou's fingertips, and when she looked down, there were calluses on it. Zhen Zhen asked, "Lord Min sees that her hands have so many calluses, can you guess what she does?"

Min Xin said: "The musicians and servants in this palace often have calloused fingers because they play musical instruments. Xia Guan guessed that this little girl might be able to play the piano. ”

Feng Hanzhao said: "Being able to play the piano and being good at singing and dancing, this will definitely not be a homeless woman found on the street."

Zhen Zhen said: "Lord Min, I will tell her a story later, please pay attention to the changes in her pulse."

Min Xin said yes, sat down next to Xiao Rou, and took the pulse in a posture.

Zhen Zhen began to talk eloquently, as if chatting: "Little Rou girl, today is the second time we meet, have you touched the peach blossoms on the handkerchief?" I know you like peach blossoms, so I'll tell you a story about peach blossoms. ”

"In ancient times, there was a young man from a scholarly family, named Cui Hu, who entered Beijing for the first time to take the exam, and it happened to be Qingming, so he traveled alone. In the south of the capital, I saw a village with lush flowers and trees and beautiful scenery, and I immediately felt relaxed and happy. Walking to the door of a small courtyard, Cui Hu was thirsty, so he knocked on the door and begged for a drink. A girl came to open the door, held water to her, and opened the door for him to sit down and rest. ”

The woman stood there quietly against the little peach tree, her gorgeous posture and the charming peach blossoms. Cui Hu couldn't help but say a few words to her, but there was a difference between men and women, and the woman was silent and didn't answer his words. But ah, this girl's eyes can speak, and the two of them just looked at each other for a long time. Xiaorou, have you ever had the experience of looking at people like this? That must be impressive, right? Lonely men and widows, Cui Hu couldn't stay for a long time, so he got up to say goodbye, and after going out, he still kept looking back and looking back, and returned abruptly. ”

In the second year, I suddenly missed her, and I couldn't suppress my feelings, so Cui Hu went to Nanzhuang to visit again, only to see that the door had been locked, and there was no beauty, so he inscribed a poem on the door. Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on the faces of the people were red. The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. A few days later, Cui Hu went to look for the woman again, and when he heard crying in the house, he knocked on the door and asked. Who knew that after the woman read the inscription poem on the door, she died of depression because she missed the inscription poet. ”

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