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

Recently, it was Lin Mingxuan and Nanxing's turn to cook dinner. They were good at cutting vegetables and lighting fires, but their cooking skills were inconsistent. That night, Lin Mingxuan cooked a cabbage soup and a Dutch potato stew with chicken, but he put too much salt in the cabbage soup. He added some boiling water, which reduced the saltiness, but also washed away the taste of the cabbage, and the soup became bland.

He was trembling with fear, afraid that Ding Xirui would laugh at him. However, she seemed to notice nothing and was a little distracted while eating.

Lin Mingxuan looked at Banxia, ​​who shook her head with a flickering look in her eyes.

He was a little worried, so later in the evening he knocked on Ding Xirui's door.

"Did anything happen when you went out today?" Lin Mingxuan asked.

"No." Ding Xirui didn't look at him.

"Miss Lan, what happened?"

"No..." She waved her hand.

"Okay then, you should go to bed early." Lin Mingxuan smoothed her hair and turned to go out.

"That..." Ding Xirui raised his head.

"What's wrong?" Lin Mingxuan turned around.

"I... Hey! I'd better tell you." Ding Xirui held his hand and they both sat down.

"Miss Lan really has no other options. She wants to pretend to be sick. I agree to cooperate with her."

"What?" Lin Mingxuan stood up suddenly.

"Don't be angry. I didn't use any medicine and I won't harm her. She is very sick now. I couldn't bear to see her like that, so I agreed."

"This kind of thing, ah!" Lin Mingxuan sat down again.

"I have already promised her, don't scold me." Ding Xirui lowered his head and continued.

Lin Mingxuan held her shoulders, asked her to raise her head, and said:

"I sometimes wonder, are we intervening too deeply in other people's lives?"

"Now that we've met, can you just walk away?" Ding Xirui stared into his eyes.

"Of course we can't ignore it. But no matter what, it's wrong to use medical skills to cheat. Once this door is opened, I'm afraid we will do more such things in the future, and this will give others a handle." Lin Mingxuan said.

Ding Xirui nodded.

As a doctor, it is wrong to knowingly commit crimes, use medical skills to deceive people, deceive other people's eyes, and manipulate other people's psychology.

"I agree that this gap cannot be opened. However, I have given Miss Lan a few small ideas. What should we do?"

"several?"

"Strictly speaking, not that many."

Ding Xirui revealed the agreement between her and Lan Zhiyao.

After listening to this, Lin Mingxuan gently stroked his chest.

He took her hand and said:

"The first idea has its merits and demerits. You should ask others to eat less and pay attention to the balance of the amount. Only you can think of this. The second and third ideas are deceptive, but not that bad. From now on, we can't add fuel to the fire. We should try our best to persuade Miss Lan to take good care of her body."

"Well, but if you were there at the time, do you have any good ideas?" Ding Xirui asked.

"If I were there, maybe I would let her continue talking to her parents."

"As time goes by, she might marry someone else." Ding Xirui curled his lips.

"Yes. Maybe if Lan Zhiyao does a small thing, she will achieve her goal, which will be more effective than talking in a room full of words." Lin Mingxuan shook his head.

"Correct but useless, or making a small mistake but being able to push things forward, when people are helpless, they will probably choose the latter." Ding Xirui said, staring straight at the corner of the table.

"Hey! We have no right to blame Miss Lan. Besides, we have done similar things before. However, as doctors, we must stick to the bottom line when it comes to practicing medicine."

"Ah."

"Miss Lan is already worried. If this is delayed any further, something might go wrong. This is a fact. We still have to say these words to Lan's parents." Lin Mingxuan continued.

Ding Xirui smiled softly: "I understand. Don't exaggerate. Seek truth from facts."

Under the candlelight, her smile spread and reached Lin Mingxuan's eyes, and he suddenly felt a strange impulse in his heart.

"I'm going back." He stood up, took a step back, and knocked over the stool.

"Slow down." Ding Xirui pursed his lips.

"Go to bed early." Lin Mingxuan quickly picked up the stool and walked out the door. With his heart still beating violently, he walked to the well and washed his face with cold water.

When Ding Xirui heard the noise, he fell on the bed and buried his face in the quilt.

After a few days, Lan Zhiyao's wet nurse came to Jimin Hall to invite Ding Xirui.

"Auntie, is there anything wrong with Miss Lan?"

"Doctor Ding, you will know when you go there. Let's go quickly." The wet nurse was very anxious.

"Row."

Ding Xirui picked up the medicine box and hurried to the Lan Mansion.

Madam Lan was waiting in the courtyard. She sighed repeatedly and looked unhappy. Seeing Ding Xirui coming in, she hurried forward:

"Doctor Ding, my daughter won't eat or talk. Please come and take a look."

"it is good."

Suddenly there was a bang in the room.

"What's wrong?" Mrs. Lan was surprised.

The two quickened their pace and came to Lan Zhiyao's bedroom. The floor was steaming and Xiao Cui was picking up broken porcelain pieces.

"Madam, the young lady doesn't even have the strength to hold the tea bowl." Xiao Cui stood up and said.

Lan Zhiyao's eyes were dull. Suddenly, she turned over and got out of bed, trying to grab the porcelain pieces on the ground.

"Ms. Lan, no!" Ding Xirui rushed over and stopped her.

"Let me die!" Lan Zhiyao started crying.

Ding Xirui was shocked. Didn't we agree to take it slow? How did things turn out like this?

"Zhiyao, can you please stop forcing your mother?" Mrs. Lan hugged her and started crying.

The maids and old women hurried forward to try to persuade them, and the room suddenly became chaotic.

"Miss Lan, Mrs. Lan, please calm down and talk it over nicely." Ding Xirui advised.

After a long time, the sobbing gradually stopped.

Lan Zhiyao was lying at the head of the bed, her eyes still dull.

"Madam, can I ask the young lady a few questions alone?" Ding Xirui said.

"Okay, we'll be at the door. If anything happens, just call us," said Mrs. Lan.

"Okay." Ding Xirui nodded.

After the group left the house, Lan Zhiyao's composure gradually returned to normal.

"Miss Lan, what is going on?" Ding Xirui asked in a low voice.

"Doctor Ding, I have no choice but to do this."