When Zhang Meishou arrived, Tian was holding a palm fan and raising the fire for the small furnace in the yard. There was a medicine jar next to it, as if preparing to decoct medicine.

Her yard door was half open, and Zhang Meishou stood inside the door, raised his hand and knocked twice.

Tian turned his head and saw her. He hurriedly put down the fan, took a cloth towel and wiped his hands, and came up to meet him.

"Why is the girl coming? Go and sit in the hall."

I just returned to Beijing, and the girl must be very busy. Isn’t it...for Chi'er’s business?

On the way back to Beijing, the girl once mentioned to her that she would ask Chier to come to see her after returning to Beijing.

Thinking of this, Tian was not only happy, but more nervous and at a loss.

"Is it the medicine for my brother to try?" Zhang Meishou glanced at the medicine jar.

Tian nodded.

".........This time in Suzhou, I heard some rare pharmacology from Dr. Fu, and gave me a reminder. Adding the prescription I had figured out before, it might be useful." Speaking of this, she had a little gleam in her eyes.

Since Chi'er's "complications", she has almost put all her thoughts on it. It can be said that she has no hope, but in the past two years, she has asked her to vaguely find some tricks.

Zhang Meishou was a little surprised when he heard this.

“So very good.”

If the elder brother can remove the "strange disease" on his body, even if it is just suppression, it will be a great good thing.

"I came here at this time, and there was something I wanted to confirm."

She looked at Tian and said straight to the point: "Can you roll up your sleeves and let me see your left arm?"

Tian was stunned when he heard this.

What the girl said... Why is it so similar to what her wife said that night in Suzhou?

But why did a girl who knew her identity and origin even think of her arm?

Although Tian was puzzled, he still rolled up his left sleeve, revealing half of his arm.

The arm was fair and slender, and it looked very different from the waxy skin deliberately decorated on the face and hands.

But there was a large area of ​​uneven scars at the bend of the white arm and elbow.

Zhang Meishou frowned slightly.

"Where did this scar come from?"

"I can't remember it clearly, I just remember it was something I had since I was a child." Tian said: "It seems that it should be caused by burns or burns."

"Why did it get hot here?"

Logically speaking, the inner side of the elbow should be a part that is extremely difficult to burn.

Tian looked at the thoughtful girl with some confusion.

At this time, I heard the girl ask: "But I still remember whether there was a birthmark under this scar?"

birthmark?

Tian subconsciously looked at the scar on his arm and shook his head without hesitation.

"I really can't remember it, and I have never heard my mother talk about the birthmarks here with people around me."

Zhang Meishou felt something was very wrong.

If it is just a similar appearance or can be barely called a coincidence, but Tian's daughter, who was looking for, had such a large scar on the same part of the birthmark of the daughter that Dr. Xia was looking for, which made people think too much.

"Why did the girl suddenly ask about this?" Tian Shi didn't know what she thought of, but her eyes changed slightly.

"Do you know Doctor Xia, who lives in this villa? He lost his three-year-old daughter in his early years and has been looking for people all over the world for more than 30 years." As Zhang Meishou spoke, he handed the portrait in his hand to Tian: "This is a portrait of his wife before her death. According to him, his daughter was born very much like his wife, and there was a crescent-shaped birthmark on the inside of his daughter's elbow."

Tian took it and opened it.

“…”

Her eyes were glued to the portrait, and her face looked surprised.

How could this be?

"Is it very similar to you?" Zhang Meishou asked.

But Tian shook his head in a daze.

"No……"

She looked at the portrait and said, "I look similar to the person in this portrait at most..."

Zhang Meishou was puzzled for a moment.

Isn't it a coincidence that it is so similar?

But the next moment, Tian Shi said: "And if it is very similar... the person in this painting is like my mother!"

Zhang Meishou was slightly surprised.

"Your mother?"

The daughter of the head of the Nan family?

"That's right..." Tian looked at the portrait and said, "If you talk about the difference, it should be that my mother's eyes had an extra mole than the person on the painting."

While speaking, when I thought about my mother's death, my eyes couldn't help but turn red.

Zhang Meishou had no time to comfort her emotions at this time, and thought, "If it is really as you said, it is such a coincidence--"

She asked about Tian's mother's age again.

Tian suppressed his sadness, calculated carefully, and said, "If my mother was still alive, she should be fifty-two years old this year."

Zhang Meishou looked at the portrait and felt more and more surprised.

"Doctor Xia's wife is so old."

In other words, Aunt Xia and Tian’s mother are not only very similar in appearance, but also have the same age as each other.

"The daughter that Dr. Xia lost should be thirty-five years old this year." Zhang Meishou looked at Tian and said.

It’s not her fault that I remember clearly, but Uncle Xia often talks about these things, especially when he is sick.

Tian's eyes were shocked.

Thirty-five years old?

She... just happened to be thirty-five years old?

Zhang Meishou got the answer from her expression. At this moment, a bold guess suddenly arose in her heart, and then asked Tian tentatively: "I wonder if Lingtang suffers from a past eye disease?"

"No..." Tian was keen at this time and said hurriedly: "It can't be the same person! My mother lived in Xiangxi since she was young. Until something happened to the Nan family, she never left Xiangxi half a step--"

And she knew the origin of the Doctor Xia, who was said to be from Suzhou.

"What's more, A Shu is only one year younger than me. It can be seen that his mother was pregnant again shortly after giving birth to me... So it must not be the same person." Tian preached.

Zhang Meishou just dispelled the speculation.

If you think about it carefully, Uncle Xia’s father was once a miracle doctor in Suzhou, so he would not be able to tell whether his daughter-in-law died of illness or fake death.

Therefore, the guess that Aunt Xia, who had just appeared in her mind, pretended to die and escape, actually had two identities and two husbands, and it was indeed untenable.

She had no intention of offending, but she had heard too many strange stories and subconsciously guessed it.

"Miss... Could it be that I am the daughter of the doctor Xia who lost her early years?" Tian asked with his eyes repeatedly.

Zhang Meishou nodded.

"At first I saw the portrait and felt that you two looked similar, so I thought about proofreading it."

But since Tian said that his mother looked almost the same as the person in the painting, then Tian was seventy-sixth-something similar to the person in the painting, it seemed that there was a reasonable explanation - Tian was like his mother, which was nothing strange.

However, in this way, something even more unexplainable happened.
Chapter completed!