Little Fat Ball is a little fan of Chen Ying, and often pesters her to learn archery. Recently, the hospital has become a gathering place for fireworks women, which has been criticized, and the adults in the family are not allowed to come, but how can he understand these children? Today, I must have taken advantage of my parents' unpreparedness to call friends and companions to meet the goddess (archer) in his mind.

"Little fat ball, you threw this snow ball just now, right?" Chen Ying deliberately made a straight face, raised the snowball high, put her five fingers together, and gently shook it.

The snowball that was pinched tightly immediately turned into thousands of broken jade, scattered in all directions.

"Ah, my sister's strength is so great!" A little girl with pigtails exclaimed, her toothless mouth open enough to fit an egg.

"My sister is a strong man!" Another little boy in a blue jacket looked at Chen Ying adoringly, his eyes shining with stars.

The little fat ball was unhappy, and corrected him with a tiger face: "You are talking nonsense, my sister is not a strong man, my sister is a sharpshooter, the most powerful and powerful archer!" He patted his chest hard with a small meaty hand: "I saw it with my own eyes, my sister shot three arrows at once!" ”

While speaking, he raised three fingers, and his fingers were red from the cold, like three little fat turnips.

Chen Yingzhi couldn't help laughing.

"Uh-huh!" The babies were deeply convinced, and nodded in unison, like chickens pecking rice.

Chen Ying squatted, picked up some snowflakes from the ground, quickly pinched them into a big snowball, and said with a smile: "Just now, you are your attack, I defend, now I attack, you defend." ”

After speaking, he got up suddenly, made a gesture, and shouted in his mouth: "Look at the move!" Eat me a meteor snowball! ”

"Wow-" The children immediately dispersed, laughing and screaming in unison, shaking the plum branches and snow lightly, faintly seeing the branches and buds standing upright, and the air was cold and fragrant, subtle and silent.

"Childish." Feng Li shook her head, but she didn't know that her white and black eyes had already bent into two thin lines: "It's not the ability of the owner to scare the little baby." ”

Chen Ying smiled and threw away the snowball: "I'm here to be rude." ”

Before the words fell, Feng Li suddenly let out an "ah", stretched out his hand and pointed to the ground, and asked in surprise: "What is that?" ”

Chen Ying lowered his head and looked.

A portrait of a woman is quietly spread out in front of the steps.

It is a portrait of Xiao Zhen.

She couldn't help but sigh in a pine nut.

Feng Li's voice made her think that she had accidentally hit this doctor.

"Oh, this is the person I'm looking for, I asked someone to draw a portrait of her, and I just moved a little bigger, I think it fell out of my sleeve." Chen Ying said, and he wanted to pick it up.

Unexpectedly, Feng Li was one step ahead of her, and rushed to pick up the portrait, her eyes firmly fixed on it, and her eyes became more and more surprised.

Chen Ying's heart moved.

"What is the name of the person the owner is looking for?" Feng Li suddenly raised his head, and there was a question in his eyes.

Chen Ying didn't answer her, but asked, "What?" Doctor Feng has seen this woman? ”

Feng Li did not answer directly, but raised her hand to the left eyebrow of the person in the painting, and asked Chen Ying for verification: "Dongjia, a little red between this woman's eyebrows, is it a mole, or is it a splash of red ink?" ”

"It's a carmine mole." Chen Ying replied and walked in front of her.

The most obvious feature on Xiao Zhen's face is this mole, and Feng Li was the first to point out it.

Could it be that Feng Li knows Xiao Zhen?

Feng Li's eyes opened slightly, as if it was incredible: "There is really such a coincidence, I have really seen this mole." She turned her head to look at the portrait again, looking left and right: "It's just that the person on this portrait is not quite similar to the person I know, but the location of this rouge mole is the same."

Chen Ying glanced at her without a trace, her eyes narrowed slightly: "But I don't know who that person is?" ”

"Zhen Niang, the Zhen of 'Zhen Yu Wei'." Feng Li replied very simply, handed the portrait back, the surprise on her face had faded, and she was still as cold as usual: "She is one of my patients, and the first business of our medical clinic is her." ”

She took off her chin and nodded at the portrait: "If I'm not mistaken, this Zhen Niang also has a girl named Dong'er, and the master and servant are very close." ”

After speaking, Su Er smiled, meaningful: "Let's talk to the owner first, this Zhen Niang is also a trader." ”

The implication is that Zhen Niang was born in the land of fireworks.

Chen Ying's face did not move, the portrait was sleeved, and there was no trace of emotion in her clean voice: "I know, thank you Dr. Feng for mentioning me." I'll check it out first, maybe it's just a coincidence. ”

Feng Li waved his hand, disapproving: "It's just a trivial matter, the owner is too polite." He also reminded her: "A few days ago, Daya helped sort out the medical records of these patients, and it should have been sorted out today, so I will put it in that ...... In the office, if the owner has time, he can go and look through it, and maybe he can find the place where this Zhen Niang lives. ”

Chen Ying thanked her sincerely, turned around and stepped into the house.

The moment the cotton curtain fell behind her, she breathed sharply.

Zhen Niang, it should be Xiao Zhen.

The two names are almost the same, one of them;

Secondly, and the person who bought Xiao Zhen back then is said to be accustomed to the Qinglou business.

Moreover, Xiao Zhen's whereabouts in Jiangnan are in these Fengyue places, and the reason why she returned to Shengjing is that although she is good, only these women are like wanderers, or buy or sell, but it is just in the mind of the master's family.

The degree of overlap between Zhen Niang and Xiao Zhen is very high.

Chen Ying didn't think much about it, quickly turned around the two corridors, and went to the office.

The so-called office is nothing more than a hut less than ten paces, in which the window sash is propped up with a two-finger-wide slit, and the snowflakes wear through the eaves and around the steps, carrying incense in the wind, and occasionally one or two pieces float in, and when they land, they have melted into water stains.

The desk, that is, a dark lacquer case, was set up next to the window, and Chen Ying glanced at it, and saw a thick handful of books on it.

Sure enough, it was a medical record.

Her eyes lit up, and she stepped forward quickly, but before she could sit down, she stood next to the desk and began to look through it.

The house is a little cold, the charcoal stove will not be extinguished, and a few sporadic "peels" will add to the coldness.

Chen Ying was still unconscious, and she was concentrating on reading the medical records one by one, very attentive.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of broken feet outside the curtain, and then, Zhishi's voice sounded: "Girl, Xiaoya is back." ”

Chen Ying stopped moving, thought about it, put the medical records aside, sat down in front of the desk, and commanded: "Come in." ”

The door curtain was raised, and with a burst of warmth with the fragrance of medicine, Zhishi and Xiaoya both entered the house and gave Chen Ying a salute: "I've seen the girl." ”

Chen Ying waved his hand: "Don't be polite." He asked Zhishi again: "Xiaoya, did you just come back from outside?" ”

Zhishi said respectfully: "Back to the girl, Xiaoya has been back for a while, she didn't dare to come, and she looked for the maid first." ”

After speaking, she took two steps forward, and her voice was very low: "Xiao Yapo saw something, and the maid listened to two sentences, and felt that it was better for her to tell the girl directly." ”