He actually guessed the truth accurately.
"My cousin Qi Chunqi brought it up first," Zheng Wenjing said. "She shared a room with Chen Fengxia. She said Chen Fengxia didn't come to the dormitory at night during her stay. Upon inquiry, I found out Ruan Yuping wasn't there either. A single man and woman, staying out all night, definitely didn't do anything."
Sure enough, where there are people, there are no secrets.
Chen Fengxia prided herself on being secretive, but in fact, her every move was under the eyes of others.
This is the disadvantage of living in a large dormitory. There are more than a hundred people living in one yard, and there are people watching over your eating, drinking, defecating and urinating. There are spies everywhere.
Zheng Wenjing asked Yun Qiao curiously, "Yun Qiao, Chen Fengxia was sent to you today. Did you take her pulse? Is she pregnant?"
"I don't know, don't ask me." Yun Qiao couldn't possibly say it out loud.
Zheng Wenjing gestured: "I understand."
Yun Qiao laughed dumbly: "What do you know?"
"Hehe, anyway, I know." Zheng Wenjing smiled like a cat stealing fish. "If she wasn't pregnant, you would definitely say she wasn't pregnant. If you don't say it, you can't say it. What situation can't you say... then there must be something going on."
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Yun Qiao glared at her: "Don't tell anyone."
Zheng Wenjing covered her mouth. "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. I've been studying with you for so long, and although my medical skills haven't improved, I've learned to abide by the professional ethics of a doctor."
Yun Qiao glanced at her and said, "You are so proud. Should I praise you a few more times?"
"That's not necessary." Zheng Wenjing laughed twice, stood up and divided the dishes in the lunch box evenly into two bowls.
Today the big pot dish in the cafeteria is stir-fried radish. The soup does not have a drop of oil at all. It is clear and watery, and tastes nothing but salty.
Zheng Wenjing picked at the food with her chopsticks, eating with great pain: "Yun Qiao, when will your mother come to live with our company again? I miss her."
"After a while." Yun Qiao said, "My father may come to visit me during this period. It's not convenient for him to live here, so he has to stay with my brother. My mother doesn't want to come here and make trouble. She plans to move back here after my father passes away."
"When will your father come?" Zheng Wenjing asked.
Yun Qiao shook his head: "I don't know, he hasn't confirmed the time yet."
Originally it was said to be after the Lantern Festival, but he got busy with new things after the Lantern Festival, and it has been put off for a long time and there is still no definite date.
"That's it," Zheng Wenjing said, a little disappointed. She missed Yun Qiao's grandmother's Henan steamed noodles so much. The greasy pork belly, cut into large slices, mixed with stewed dried beans and hand-rolled noodles infused with the meaty flavor, was so delicious that it could make you cringe.
Zheng Wenjing's mouth watered just thinking about it. Then she looked at the bowl of watery broth and cabbage leaves and couldn't swallow a single bite.
After finishing the meal with difficulty, Zheng Wenjing took the initiative to take on the task of washing the dishes, and wiped every corner of the table with a rag.
She was lively and hummed a song while she worked. The cheerful rhythm made Yun Qiao's mood brighten up.
"Hey, what is this?"
Zheng Wenjing put down the rag and picked up a brown pill from the crack in the corner of the wall.
She handed it to Yun Qiao and asked, "Did you accidentally spill one when you were making honey pills last time?"
Yun Qiao glanced at it and said, "No, the last time I made it, it was Xiaoyao Pills, and the particles were smaller than this."
"When did it fall off?" Zheng Wenjing sniffed it, unable to discern what medicinal herbs it was. She simply commented, "It smells quite strong, probably recent."
Yun Qiao suddenly had a flash of inspiration and remembered.
It seemed like Ruan Yuping was throwing a pill at Chen Fengxia a while ago. Did Chen Fengxia catch it?
Yun Qiao didn't pay much attention.
What if Chen Fengxia didn't catch it at that time and it fell to the ground, but Chen Fengxia didn't pick it up later?
So, was it Ruan Yuping who threw the pill at Chen Fengxia?
"Bring it here, let me smell it."
Zheng Wenjing handed it to Yun Qiao: "Here, let you smell it."
She stared at Yun Qiao curiously and asked her, "Can you smell it? What's that smell?"
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