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

"Oh!" Mrs. Yang sighed again.

"Sister-in-law, it's okay. Look, Doctor Lin is better now. I'm here, you go and do your work. It's really okay." Ding Xirui continued.

"Well, I'll go change the water."

Mrs. Yang picked up the basin of water and went to the yard.

Lin Mingxuan opened his eyes slightly and forced a smile.

Ding Xirui's nose suddenly felt sore, and she quickly turned her head to the side. She gritted her teeth and turned her head again:

"Close your eyes and sleep."

"Yeah." Lin Mingxuan was obedient. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Ding Xirui found a fan and fanned him gently. Banxia quietly left the house and waited in the corridor.

After about half an hour, the redness on Lin Mingxuan's face faded, his arms returned to normal, and his breathing gradually became steady. Ding Xirui looked at him and suddenly realized that she had never taken care of him after being married for so long. At this moment, she was sitting beside him, looking at his slightly sweaty forehead, his thick eyebrows, and his gently closed eyes...

Ding Xirui took out a handkerchief and slowly wiped the sweat off his forehead. His lips were a little pale and dry, so she stood up, took a clean cotton cloth, dipped it in warm water, and gently covered it.

Her husband, her partner, her beloved, was sleeping peacefully at this moment, as if nothing had happened.

"Take a break." Ding Xirui chuckled and stroked his eyebrows.

The incubation period of histamine poisoning is relatively short, generally half an hour to an hour, the shortest is five minutes, and the longest is about four hours. After such a long time, no one in the clinic was unusual, and Ding Xirui felt a little relieved. It seems that it is a problem with Lin Mingxuan's body. From now on, he can no longer eat green-skinned red fish.

"You won't have this chance." Ding Xirui thought and wanted to poke Lin Mingxuan's face.

A sound came from the front hall, and she quickly withdrew her hand.

Banxia came into the house and said in a low voice:

"Madam, a patient is here."

"it is good."

The two of them closed the room and went to the front hall.

The three patients were groaning, holding their stomachs with one hand and holding the counter with the other, unable to stand steadily. Xiaoqiang and others were bringing stools to help the patients sit down.

"Doctor Ding, look." Xiaoqiang was sweating anxiously.

"Don't worry, go get some mats for them to lie down on. It might be better if they lie down."

"Okay." One person quickly ran to the backyard.

Several people lay on their sides, curled up, sweating profusely, and the clothes on their backs were soaked.

These people must have eaten something unclean. This kind of thing happens often in the summer.

"Banxia, ​​go to the kitchen to get some warm water and add some salt." Ding Xirui continued.

"Okay." Banxia is used to doing these things.

Ding Xirui approached a strong man who seemed to still have strength and asked:

"Brother, what did you eat today?"

"I didn't eat anything special. I caught a fish, killed a chicken from home, and made two cold dishes," he replied.

"It hadn't even been an hour since we finished eating when we started having stomachaches and had to go to the toilet many times," said another man.

"Doctor, stop asking questions and just prescribe some medicine for us. We have a stomachache." The strong man continued.

"Don't worry, besides going to the toilet, do you want to vomit? Do you have a headache?" Ding Xirui asked.

"No, I just feel uncomfortable in my stomach," the man replied.

Ding Xirui paused and continued:

"Even if you go to boil medicine, you have to wait. The reason you are like this now must be because of something wrong with the food you eat. If you want to go to the toilet, go to the toilet. Wait until the stuff in your stomach is cleared out, drink more water, and you will recover slowly."

"Hey, doctor, is this okay?" the man asked.

"Okay. Drink the water first and take a rest."

Xiaoqiang and his companions stepped forward and asked everyone to drink a large bowl of warm, lightly salted water.

"Brother, think carefully, have all the vegetables been washed clean?" Ding Xirui asked.

"Of course it's all cleaned up." said the strong man.

Ding Xirui moved a low stool, sat next to him, and continued to ask:

"Brother, please think carefully about how the dishes are made."

"Okay..." The man squinted his eyes and recalled, "We killed the chicken first, chopped it up, and stewed it in the pot; then we killed the fish, gutted it, and steamed it; finally, we cut some chicory and shallots, poured sesame oil on it and mixed it."

"Make sure the fish and chicken are cooked."

"Doctor, why are you so distrustful? Although I am a grown man, I can cook." The elder brother panted and became a little impatient.

"I'm sorry, brother. We must find out the reason to prevent such things from happening again in the future." Ding Xirui clasped his fists and saluted him.

“Do you use the same cutting board to chop chicken, kill fish, and cut vegetables?”

"Yeah, who has spare money to get two chopping boards? Besides, I rinsed them, so they are clean." The man simply closed his eyes and turned away.

Ding Xirui understood a little.

"Brother, please don't be impatient. In my opinion, the problem lies with the chopping block."

"Why?" The man turned sideways again.

"There are a lot of dirty things in raw meat, and the chopping board you used to chop meat will definitely be stained with a lot of dirt, so you have to rinse it repeatedly with boiling water. If you chop the meat and wash it casually before cutting cold dishes, the cold dishes will be stained with dirt, and people will get diarrhea after eating them, right? It will be fine if you poop it out."

"Is that so..." The man lay down. "No wonder, I often go to the toilet in the summer, but this time it's more serious."

"Yes, when the weather is hot, we eat a lot of cold dishes. If we are not careful, we may not be able to tell the difference between raw and cooked food, or between vegetables and meat. So we have to be careful."

"Okay, you're right." The man stretched out his hand and expressed his gratitude slightly.

"Ouch... here it comes again." The slightly thin man sat up.

Seeing this, Xiao Tang immediately supported him and went to the backyard. When they came back, Lin Mingxuan followed behind.

"Master, you're awake." Nanxing had sharp eyes and saw it immediately.

"I'm fine. Sorry for making you worry." Lin Mingxuan said as he came up to several patients.

Ding Xirui looked at him and stood up.

"I used the same chopping board to cut meat and vegetables, and now I have diarrhea. It's just diarrhea, no vomiting or other symptoms. I've already drunk some salt water. Come and take my pulse," she said.

"Okay." Lin Mingxuan moved closer and took the pulses one by one.

"Your pulses are a little weak at the moment, which is normal. You will be fine after two days of rest." he said.

"Okay, thank you, doctor." The three of them helped each other to stand up. Maybe it was the effect of the saline solution, or maybe they heard Lin Mingxuan's words and felt comforted, but they all seemed to have some strength.

"You must eat clean and light food these days. Eat some millet porridge and vegetable porridge today. If you still have diarrhea tomorrow, come to the clinic again." Ding Xirui instructed.

"Okay." Several people nodded.