If you really treat people, you can't talk nonsense. She knows Chong Ximo's condition, so it doesn't seem to be difficult for her to give some clues.
Chu Qiao was not very good at the skill of feeling the pulse. When her uncle taught her, although he talked about a lot of pulse conditions, she only had a partial understanding of them. Later, her uncle gave her a medical book written by himself, which was all about pulse conditions.
Explain that because she was addicted to spices at the time, she only read it in general and now she doesn’t have much impression.
Chu Qiao's uncle once said that pulse conditions include frequency, rhythm, fullness, smoothness, gentleness of momentum, amplitude of fluctuations, etc. The formation of pulse conditions is closely related to the viscera, qi and blood. As long as the body has something related to the viscera, qi and blood.
All diseases can be diagnosed.
Don't underestimate the feeling of these fingers...
When Chu Qiao put her fingers on Chong Ximo's wrist, Chong Ximo immediately frowned. With this hand shape and posture...she didn't seem to be a layman.
"Can you take a pulse?"
"I can learn people's postures very quickly, and I can learn it after just a few glances."
Chu Qiao curled her lips and smiled. When her fingertips touched Chong Ximo's skin, a wave of heat came straight to her, making her heart tremble suddenly. He seemed to have a fever.
Originally, Chu Qiao just wanted to touch her, but the feeling of her fingers...
Gradually, she frowned, moved her fingers to another position, and the confusion in her eyes became more and more intense. Why is this pulse so strange? It seems that her uncle once said...
Chong Ximo's face suddenly darkened and he opened Chu Qiao's hand.
"Okay, don't touch it."
He was panting slightly, as if he was afraid that Chu Qiao would find out something, and he was a little nervous.
"No, please let me touch you again."
Chu Qiao grabbed Chong Ximo's wrist again, but before she could put her fingers on his pulse, Chong Ximo pulled his wrist back hard.
"I told you, stop touching it!"
This time his voice was loud and his eyes were fierce, almost roaring, and he stood up because of his anger.
Chu Qiao's hand shook and she didn't dare to stretch it out anymore.
"You still dare to say that you don't know how to treat a doctor? Tell me, who are you?"
Chong Ximo grabbed Chu Qiao's arm, pulled her in front of him, and stared directly at her face. Who is she? Who is she? She knows fragrance, food, and medical skills. How could she be
An ordinary palace maid?
Her intelligence is definitely not what ordinary women can possess. She is willing to endure hardships and work tirelessly. These behaviors are completely different from those of other palace ladies. It seems that those people are more willing to please the empress and get close to the emperor or ministers, but what about her? She just does some strange things.
matter.
There is no doubt that there is an unknown secret in this woman's heart.
Chu Qiao was frightened by Chong Ximo's suspicion. She twitched her arm vigorously, regretting that she had been too focused on diagnosing the pulse just now, and Chong Ximo discovered Ni Duan.
But his pulse just now... made her really worried that Chong Ximo was not just injured a little, but that he had a very serious disease that might endanger his life.
Just when Chu Qiao felt embarrassed, the next sentence Chong Ximo asked made Chu Qiao almost breathless.
"You are from Qingzhou!"
"Qing, Qingzhou?"
Chu Qiao opened her mouth wide and repeated the place name, almost forgetting to struggle. Why did he mention this place? What did he mean by asking?
Dumbfounded, Chu Qiao couldn't move her eyes and looked straight at Chong Ximo. How could he be so sure that she was from Qingzhou? Did he know her identity?
"How, how do you know?" Chu Qiao breathed hard. He must be absolutely sure that he could say the word "Qingzhou" so accurately. Even if she denied it, it would be in vain.
Chu Qiao's heart suddenly sank. Chu Qiao felt that this plan was going to fail. If he knew that she was the fourth Miss Chu, would he let her go because of their engagement?
No, definitely not, he is such an upright man, he will enforce the law impartially and send her to the knife of a swordsman, but she doesn't want to die yet...
"Your name isn't Li Chunxiang either." Chong Ximo's brows formed into the character "Chuan", and then he said this sentence.
It's over, it's over, even she knows that she replaced someone else's name, she is dead this time.
"How did you know?"
Chu Qiao's arms hung down feebly, feeling that death was approaching her step by step.
"Clothes..." Chong Ximo said two simple words.
"clothing?"
What clothes? Chu Qiao was a little confused.
"The clothes in your bag were given to you by me... If your memory is good, we should have met in Qingzhou. You robbed my carriage and I gave you my cloak."
As Chong Ximo spoke, he looked at Chu Qiao's face. That day in Yayuan, he discovered the dark red cloak. He couldn't figure out at the time how his clothes could be in Li Chunxiang's hands. There was only one explanation
, she was the woman who robbed him on the way.
But that incident happened in Qingzhou, how could Li Chunxiang go to Qingzhou?
With this suspicion at that time, Chong Ximo left Yayuan and asked Liu Zhang to check all the official documents of the palace maid Li Chunxiang. Early this morning, Liu Zhang sent the results to the Chu Mansion. When he saw Li Chunxiang's official documents, he
I know that the Li Chunxiang of today and the Li Chunxiang of the past are basically two different people.
This was a huge secret that made him uneasy.
"The cloak also has my name..."
"Name, name?"
Chu Qiao bit Chunxiang and thought about it. The word "black" was indeed embroidered on it. The word "black" and "ink" were missing the word "earth". Could it be that the "earth" underneath was rubbed off?
There is no doubt that this is a fact, it turned out to be Chong Ximo's cloak.
Chu Qiao looked at Chong Ximo blankly, unable to explain how she felt in her heart. The savior she had been looking for was actually always by her side.
"I've been looking for him and wanted to say thank you, but I didn't expect you to be..."
Chu Qiao's eyes were lost. She never thought in her dreams that the man in the carriage was him? The person she had been searching for and longing for was already close at hand.
"Yes, it's me. After seeing that cloak, I began to suspect that you might not be Li Chunxiang. I asked Liu Zhang to investigate Li Chunxiang's identity. Li Chunxiang is not from Qingzhou at all. Don't you want to give me a reasonable explanation? What on earth are you doing?
Who is it?"
Chong Ximo's fingers exerted force, and Chu Qiao felt her neck tighten, and her breathing suddenly became unsmooth.
"I didn't think about it, I didn't think about it..." Chu Qiao didn't know what she wanted to say, and was almost incoherent.
"Do you need me to confront Li Chunxiang's family?" Chong Ximo's words frightened Chu Qiao, who shook her head desperately.
If Li Chunxiang's family was really called for a confrontation and the fact that Li Chunxiang was dead was revealed, how could Ye Yunfang and Mingzhu have the courage to stand up and testify? Wouldn't everyone regard her as the murderer of Li Chunxiang?