After traveling through time, she took her husband to be a food doctor

Lin Mingxuan didn't sleep. After midnight, he got up and went to Lin Mingyuan's yard. He knocked on the door and entered the room, and saw Wen Yuexin warming up the medicine for Lin Mingyuan.

"Your elder brother is asleep." Wen Yuexin said softly.

Lin Mingxuan nodded, slowed down his pace, and slowly walked to Lin Mingyuan's bed. Lin Mingyuan was lying flat on his back, breathing a little faster, and occasionally coughing a few times, but not too severe. Lin Mingxuan stretched out his hand to feel his pulse, and felt that although he was still hot, it was not scalding, which made him feel a little relieved. Wen Yuexin brought the medicine and fed it to Lin Mingyuan.

"Sister-in-law, brother is currently suffering from common cold symptoms, not as severe as other people outside. However, because brother has always been in weak health, he may recover more slowly." Lin Mingxuan whispered.

"Okay, my father also came to see me and said it shouldn't be serious. As long as it's not a serious illness, I'll be relieved." Wen Yuexin breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sister-in-law should also make sure to get a good rest. Remember to let brother drink more warm water at night."

"Don't worry, we have three people taking shifts here, I won't get tired."

"Okay, then I'll come again tomorrow morning." Lin Mingxuan stood up.

"Thank you, Mingxuan. You should go back and have some rest." Wen Yuexin sent him to the door with gratitude in her eyes.

After Lin Mingxuan washed his hands, he returned to his courtyard and found a figure in the study room and the light in the bedroom was on. He opened the door and saw Ding Xirui sitting by the bed waiting for him.

"Why are you here?" Lin Mingxuan rubbed his hands, walked to her side and sat down.

"I woke up when I heard the noise. Are you okay, brother?" Ding Xirui held his hand, trying to warm it up.

Lin Mingxuan pulled his hand away and said, "It's cold, it's not good for you." Then he continued, "Brother, there is nothing unusual for the time being."

"That's good." Ding Xirui stood up, took the kettle next to the brazier, poured a cup of hot water and brought it to him.

Lin Mingxuan took the hot water and held it in both hands.

"Have some rest soon. I'll go back first." Ding Xirui wrapped his clothes tightly and prepared to go out.

"I'll take you there." Lin Mingxuan stood up.

"No, you just warmed up, stay here and don't move."

Ding Xirui opened the door, and something suddenly floated in the sky, landed on her face, and then melted instantly, leaving a little coolness.

"It's snowing." She turned around and looked at Lin Mingxuan, and said slowly, tears in her eyes.

"Really?" Lin Mingxuan stood up and walked over quickly.

Yes, it was snowing. The long-awaited snow had finally arrived. The cold should be over soon. The two of them leaned against each other, standing at the door, watching the snowflakes falling one by one.

The next day, everyone looked at the white ground and shouted excitedly. The Lin family arrived at Lin Mingyuan's yard. Lin Mingyuan's temperature had dropped a little. Mr. Lin told him to rest assured, take medicine on time, and go to the clinic alone. Lin Mingxuan and Ding Xirui took the medicinal materials from the warehouse at home and delivered them to the elderly who lived alone at the free clinic.

The roads were slippery due to the snow, but everyone was excited.

The rhythm of winter is returning, and I hope the virus will go away soon, Ding Xirui thought silently as he walked on the road.

First, I boiled lily soup for the old lady who was coughing up blood, then sent herbs for arthritis to the old man with joint pain, and finally went to visit the uncle who fainted on the ground. The uncle was cooking for himself in the kitchen. Although he was still a little weak, he had no problem doing some light work.

"Uncle, let me help you." Ding Xirui walked over.

"No need." The uncle waved his hand.

Lin Mingxuan also pulled Ding Xirui and signaled her to let his uncle do it himself.

So a few people stopped and helped the uncle clean up the courtyard and vegetable garden.

"Uncle, what did you do before?" Ding Xirui asked.

"I used to work in a tofu shop, making tofu as a master. But I got too old and my son didn't live up to his expectations, so I stopped working there." The uncle answered while drinking porridge.

Lin Mingyuan and Ding Xirui looked at each other and nodded, feeling that there was hope.

"Uncle, if I let you open a tofu shop, do you think it's okay?" Lin Mingxuan asked.

"I still have the skills to make tofu, but my health is not good and I can't do heavy work. Besides, I don't have much money." The uncle laughed.

"Okay, you just be a tofu master, and we will help you find people to do other work. Do you think you can make money?" Ding Xirui asked.

"It's definitely possible to open a small tofu shop here. People here don't have much money and can't afford meat, but tofu is cheap. We have to run far to the market to buy it, or wait for tofu stalls to be sold. If you open a small shop here, you won't have to worry about not being able to sell your tofu," the uncle replied.

"Okay. After a while, we'll find a few more people and open a tofu shop together." Ding Lin and the other man's eyes lit up, full of hope.

"Hahaha, Doctor Lin, are you kidding?" The uncle couldn't believe it.

"We're serious." Lin Mingxuan said with a smile.

"Just wait until spring comes," said Ding Xirui.

"Okay." The uncle said, but he was still skeptical in his heart.

After helping the old people clean up the courtyard, Ding and Lin returned to the clinic. Today, only Master Lin was there, and the clinic was a little busy. The two hurried into the house and did their own things.

"Doctor, please help me take a look."

A man was helped to the clinic, and his hands seemed unable to move.

"What's wrong?" Lin Mingxuan walked forward and asked.

"He slipped on the doorstep."

"Doctor, look at my hand." The man said, trying to raise his arm.

"Help him to the inner hall." Lin Mingxuan said.

When they got inside, Lin Mingxuan rolled up the man's sleeve to check his injury. Ding Xirui saw that the man's wrist was bruised and a little swollen.

"When you slipped, did your hand touch the ground first?"

"Yes, I pressed on the ice. What bad luck."

Lin Mingxuan tapped lightly at a nearby location, and the man looked in pain.

"Does it hurt?"

"pain."

"Please bear with it." After saying that, Lin Mingxuan gently pressed the swollen area a few more times.

"Hiss——" The man's face distorted.

"There is no obvious deformation or dislocation. It should be a minor fracture." Lin Mingxuan said.

Alas, it’s really inconvenient that we can’t use high-tech means to take pictures.

"What bad luck! I can't do my work now." The man sighed.

"Brother, these are all emergencies that no one could have expected. Also, you should be thankful that this hand protected you, otherwise, you might have been injured more seriously." Ding Xirui said.

The man looked up and saw that it was a woman. He asked in confusion:

"You have a female doctor here?"

"Yes." Lin Mingxuan said immediately.

"It's really strange."

"This is not surprising, there are also some in Qizhou City." Ding Xirui said.

"Okay, no matter whether you are a man or a woman, please help me heal my wrist quickly. It hurts." The man was just curious for a moment and didn't say anything else.

"Brother, I'll apply some medicine to you first. It can ease the pain and help reduce the swelling. Your hand needs to be fixed with a splint for three months."

"Three months? So long!"

"Yes, it takes a hundred days for a broken bone to heal. We need to see the situation again in three months. Maybe it's fine, or maybe it will take longer."