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Chapter 121 Pregnant Women
The officials had been waiting at the door for a long time. When they saw Jing Chun coming out of the morgue, they all came forward, "Well worker, where do we start investigating now?"

"From a pregnant woman."

"Pregnant woman?"

"The thing related to the baby is the pregnant woman. We don't have many clues at hand. The only thing we can grasp now is the location of the crime. We must work on the streets of butcher shops and restaurants."

The little officials nodded one after another, and they understood after saying this.

With that said, Jing Chun took out the map he had prepared in advance and pointed out: "I have seen that there is a medical clinic right next to Lin's butcher shop and restaurant. The main thing I want to ask is the doctor in the medical clinic."

Jing Chun suddenly realized that if she was pregnant for eight months, she would definitely go to see a doctor in January and February, and then they had met for more than half a year. A doctor must not remember so many consultations every day.

"No, it's not about the clinic, but about the people around you."

The petty officials stared blankly, "What are you asking?"

"First," Jing Chun pointed out, "are there any pregnant women who have been pregnant for eight months?"

Jing Chun then pointed out another finger, "Second, are there any pregnant women who just gave birth in the past two days?"

"that's it?"

Jing Chun nodded, "That's all."

Dozens of small officials stared at the route on the map, as if they had full confidence in the route planned by Jing Chun, "Jing Gong, it's too easy to find it on this street."

Simple?
Jing Chun smiled slightly, then took out a charcoal pen from his bag, used Lin's butcher shop and restaurant as two fixed points, and drew an oval after a few operations.

"Look at how to divide it, just look for it according to the range inside this circle."

Jing Chun put the compasses back into the bag again, "And pay attention to the selection, the wives who have not given birth are not counted, and those who are more than or less than August are not counted."

One of the clerks frowned slightly, "Well worker, can you find him with just this circle?"

Seeing that everyone didn't believe her, Jing Chun also had his own analysis and replied: "Since she is a pregnant woman, her legs and feet must be unhappy, so she must not be able to escape the circle where she is. Although she doesn't know where the crime occurred now." , but it’s around here, and besides, I haven’t even looked for it yet, how do you know you can’t find it?”

Seeing the few people remain unmoved, Jing Chun's eyes gradually became sharper.

The few clerks felt cold, and without saying a word, they each agreed on their own areas, and the leaders left with three or four people.

Looking at the empty scene in front of him, Jing Chun was very satisfied.

Wait, isn't Jing Chun "left behind"...

Although he was lagging behind, Jing Chun was not an idler waiting for death. Since the officials were looking for people based on their scope, Jing Chun would look for them based on the medical clinics.

Jing Chun also looked at the map. From the Lin family's butcher shop to the restaurant, there is only one medical clinic.

The goal was set, Jing Chun didn't delay, and ran directly to the medical center.

The name of this medical clinic is Baicaotang, and the attending doctor is Dr. Baili. He is said to be over [-] years old, but he is strong and has never been diagnosed in decades of medical practice.

The person who consulted today was not the right person. As soon as he entered the door, Jing Chun smelled a very strong smell of herbs, and the entire Baicao Hall was also filled with bursts of medicinal fragrance.

Doctor Baili saw that Jing Chun was walking briskly and didn't seem to be suffering from any illness at all, so he asked first, "Miss, are you here for consultation?"

Jing Chun shook his head and announced his family background: I am a painter from Jingzhao Mansion, my surname is Jing, and I came here to tea about a case. "

Doctor Baili doesn't necessarily have a weak hearing, "Case? What case?"

The clerks in the medical clinic also came forward one after another after hearing this, but Doctor Baili didn't know the depth of it and made a silent gesture.

The guys also knew that this must not be spread out easily, so they nodded vigorously and promised not to tell anyone.

Doctor Baili was kind, so he said to Jingchun: "This old man's memory is still not as young as that of a young man. These people are all apprentices of this hall. You can speak out."

Hearing this, Jing Chun put his finger on the table and said in a low voice, "It's the case of the dead baby."

When everyone heard it, they scattered like blooming petals, and they couldn't help but gasp.

Jing Chun continued: "The dead baby was found in the wooden basin for washing meat in the Liang family restaurant yesterday. According to the midwife's judgment, the dead baby was about eight months old. There were hundreds of people between the restaurant and the butcher shop. There is a medical clinic in the thatched cottage, so I came here to inquire about the details."

At the right time, an apprentice interjected: "But it has been so long, how can I remember this?"

How could Jing Chun not know this?

But now Jing Chun can't sit still and wait for death, and the answer cannot come to Jing Chun on his own.

Dr. Baili had deep eyes, stroked his white beard, and seemed to think of something, "Cui Yi, take out the medical book."

Medical book?

Seeing Jing Chun's unclear eyes, Cui Yi explained: "Doctor Baili was the imperial physician of the Imperial Hospital. Every time there is a doctor's consultation in the palace, there will be a record of the staff. This case book is also called the 'Doctor' Book', this habit has remained in Dr. Baili's generation, and it is also for the convenience of future inquiries and our apprentices' learning."

This is a good habit!
But, what did Jing Chun see? The two-inch-high medical books were piled up in front of Jing Chun, and Jing Chun couldn't help beating his heart.
Dr. Baili took the medical book and read it carefully. Fortunately, there were detailed consultation dates in the medical book, so that he didn't have to check every page.

Jing Chun's expectant eyes were filled with longing for the truth, fearing that Doctor Baili had overlooked a certain record.

"Here," Dr. Baili pointed to a line of words with his haggard fingers, "here is a consultation about seven months ago. A young girl, about eighteen years old, was diagnosed with abdominal pain, like disc-shaped beads, fluent in coming and going, and smooth in her fingers. , actually pregnant..."

Jing Chun's eyes lit up and he asked, "What else?"

"But the mother has a yellow complexion, sweating, and slow steps. She may have cold syndrome. The mother needs to be nursed back to health before the fetus can be safely carried in the womb."

Seeing that Dr. Baili hadn't spoken for a long time, Jing Chun also froze for a while, frowned slightly, and said two words slowly, "It's gone?"

"Gone."

Dr. Baili turned to the apprentice in the medical hall, stroked his beard again, and asked, "If this is the case, what medicine should I use?"

The apprentices thought for a while, and Cui Yi said: "One penny of cinnamon..."

blah blah blah...

Jing Chun left Doctor Baili and Cui Yi, and said bluntly, "Doctor Baili, why don't you take care of me first."

We can't let Jing Chun listen to others reciting medical skills alone, right? Then wouldn't it be time for Jing Chun to be messed up in the wind again?

Doctor Baili just came to his senses, smiled awkwardly, and closed the medical book instead, "My memory is really bad. Once I have more apprentices, I never forget to teach, but I forgot that there is still someone here." .”

(End of this chapter)