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

"what happened?"

The shopkeeper and the waiter hurried upstairs, followed by Ding Xirui and the other two. The door of the last room was not open, and it seemed that something went wrong inside.

"Sir, sir! What's the matter with you?" The shopkeeper started knocking on the door.

"What time is it?" Yang Yuting pushed him and kicked the door open.

A man was lying on the ground, curled up and covering his arm.

"The scorpion stung me, it hurts so much!"

"Where is it?" Yang Yuting jumped into the house and looked around.

"Little thing, you're looking for death!" She drew her sword and slashed at the foot of the bed.

A fat scorpion was chopped off and was about half the length of a palm.

Ding Xirui hurried into the house and came to the man.

"Brother, I'm a doctor, let me see the wound!"

The man let go of his hand, and Ding Xirui saw a red dot, surrounded by redness and swelling.

"Don't move." Ding Xirui grabbed the man's arm and pressed it above the wound.

"Banxia, ​​bring the handkerchief over here, tie it around and fasten it, quickly!

"Waiter, do you have a clean knife and a clean cloth? Go get them!

"Uncle shopkeeper, go get some clean water and rub some pancreatic soap into it.

"Sister, please bring me a basin of clean water. I want to wash my hands.

"Brother Xiao Wu, please go get Doctor Lin for me and tell him that someone has been stung by a scorpion."

After a series of instructions were given, several people took action separately, and the inn was suddenly in a state of chaos.

Banxia folded the handkerchief diagonally and tied it tightly around the position Ding Xirui mentioned. Ding Xirui moved closer to the wound and found the poison hook.

Yang Yuting was quick and came in first with clean water. Ding Xirui washed her hands and slowly approached the wound and the poison hook. Fortunately, she had a little nail left.

It got closer and clamped. Ding Xirui held his breath, his heartbeat quickened, and he pulled out the poison hook bit by bit. The poison hook was stained with blood, and Ding Xirui clenched his teeth to prevent himself from trembling.

"Great!" Banxia sat down on the ground. The people around him also breathed a sigh of relief.

Ding Xirui placed the poison hook on a piece of cloth, washed his hands, and kept pressing around the man's wound to squeeze out some venom.

"Doctor, do you want me to suck it out?" asked the waiter.

"Why are you sucking? It's dangerous. Don't do this." Ding Xirui didn't look up and continued to squeeze out the venom.

The shopkeeper brought in a basin of soapy water, and Ding Xirui scooped up the water to rinse the wound. Finally, she pressed the man's arm directly into the basin to cover the wound.

The man frowned and groaned, but after a while, his frown gradually relaxed. Ding Xirui raised his arm and wiped the sweat off his face.

Senior Brother Xiao Wu brought Lin Mingxuan in.

"How is it?" Lin Mingxuan squatted down, sweating and panting.

Ding Xirui took a deep breath and said:

"The poison hook has been removed and the poisonous blood has been squeezed out. Now I'm...using pancreatic soap to relieve the pain."

Pancreatic soap water is alkaline and can neutralize the scorpion's toxins and relieve pain. Ding Xirui almost said the word "neutralize".

Lin Mingxuan lifted the man's arm, looked at the wound carefully, washed his hands, and took his pulse.

"Little brother, is there any celery in the kitchen?" Lin Mingxuan raised his head and asked.

"Yes, yes." The waiter nodded repeatedly.

"Go get some celery, wash it, and mash it to extract the juice. Give it to this elder brother and apply some on the wound as well."

"it is good."

The waiter ran downstairs quickly, "ding ding ding".

"Everyone, let's help him to the bed." Lin Mingxuan continued.

Several men came forward, lifted the patient and put him on the bed.

"Ah!" Banxia suddenly shouted.

"What's wrong?" Everyone looked at her.

"There, there..." Banxia pointed at the table under the window and shrank back.

Ding Xirui looked over and saw a scorpion on the table!

Yang Yuting walked over, drew his sword, and the scorpion's soul left its body in an instant.

"Boss, what's going on in this inn? Is this a scorpion nest?" a guest asked.

"Sir, our store sprays pesticides every once in a while, so there won't be these things." The shopkeeper wiped the sweat off his forehead, not knowing what to do.

"What's that for?"

Ding Xirui noticed that there was a black jar on the table, which was probably not a decoration of the inn. She took a step forward bravely, but was pulled back by Lin Mingxuan.

"Don't move."

Lin Mingxuan walked forward.

There was a small scorpion in the jar, trying to crawl out. Yang Yuting was still beside it, and she raised her sword and pierced the scorpion in one go.

"Don't..." The person on the bed shouted, but it was too late.

"Ok?"

Everyone was shocked.

"Sir, do you raise these scorpions?" the shopkeeper stepped forward and asked.

"Yes..." The man's mouth twitched.

"How can you keep such a dangerous thing? If it crawls into someone else's room and something happens, how will you be responsible?" Yang Yuting was angry!

"Yes, it's too dangerous. We don't dare to stay in this inn anymore." Others echoed.

"I... treat illnesses." the man continued.

"Tell me quickly, how many do you have in total? Have any of them run away from this room?" Yang Yuting walked to his bedside and asked.

"We only caught three in total, and no more." The man was frightened when he saw Yang Yuting's sword.

Yang Yuting glared at him, turned around and walked to the shopkeeper and asked:

"Uncle, do you have any insect repellent powder?"

"Yes, I'll get it right away and sprinkle it in everyone's room, don't worry."

"Okay, otherwise, no one will dare to enter the room."

"Yes."

The waiter came in with the celery juice.

Ding Xirui and Lin Mingxuan looked at each other, then looked at the people at the door.

"Everyone, go back and rest. The patient also needs rest." Lin Mingxuan spoke.

"Senior Sister, thank you so much. You have been busy for so long. Go back to your room and have a rest." Ding Xirui walked forward and saluted with his fists.

"Okay, if you need any help, just call me anytime." Yang Yuting patted her.

"Yeah." Ding Xirui nodded.

Everyone dispersed, and the shopkeeper and the waiter went to prepare the medicine powder.

Lin Mingxuan and Ding Xirui walked to the bedside, fed the man celery juice, and applied some on the wound.

"Fortunately, the wound is not deep. If the poison hook was inside, we would have to use a knife to cut the wound today." Ding Xirui was still panicked.

"You've never had surgery before, right?" Lin Mingxuan asked while applying medicine.

"Yes. If I were to use a knife today, I really wouldn't dare to do so. I have to wait for you to come." Ding Xirui shook his head repeatedly.

"take it easy."

After Lin Mingxuan applied the medicine, he turned his gaze to the patient and asked:

"Brother, what disease are you using scorpions to treat? Can you tell me?"

The man didn't answer and looked away.

"Doctor, thank you for your hard work today. How much should I pay?"

"Just pay two hundred coins." Ding Xirui said.

The man reached out his good hand and pulled a package from beside the pillow.

"Let me help you." Lin Mingxuan opened the package in front of him, took out two hundred coins, tied the package, and handed it to him.

"Doctor, I'm sorry, I'm not feeling well..." The man turned his head away.

"What's the difference between a 'good' disease and a 'bad' disease? If you are sick, you must treat it. It's enough to cure it." Lin Mingxuan said.

"If there are no scorpions, will your illness relapse? Our clinic is nearby, not far away. If you need medicine, you can go there at any time, or we can deliver it to you." Ding Xirui said.

"Yes, there may be other alternative methods, and it is not necessary to use scorpions." Lin Mingxuan continued.

The man hesitated for a moment and finally spoke.

"Doctor, I have... epilepsy."

Lin Mingxuan and Ding Xirui looked at each other and understood. Epilepsy can only be controlled, but it is difficult to cure. Moreover, when it occurs, the whole body twitches. No wonder he finds it so difficult to talk about it.

Ding Xirui didn't know much about this disease. She only knew that it was a chronic brain disease caused by abnormal discharges of brain neurons, and it might occur suddenly for no reason.

"Brother, you use scorpions to treat it, is it because of wind deficiency?" Lin Mingxuan asked.

"Well, that's what the doctor said."

"Now, how long has the treatment lasted?"

"I fell ill when I was fifteen, and it has been ten years now. I have taken countless herbal medicines, but the effect was not good. Two years ago, I met a traveling doctor, and he prescribed a prescription of sour pomegranate and brewed scorpion. After I took the medicine, the attacks have become less frequent." The man stared at the tent, his eyes full of pain.

Alas! It would be hard for anyone to have a time bomb inside of him.

"Do you have any medicine with you?" Ding Xirui asked.

"There's some left."

Ding Xirui frowned. Can this medicine be taken for a long time? If the scorpion venom enters the body for a long time, will the toxin accumulate? Alas, she couldn't draw blood for this person's test, nor could she see his brain nerves with the naked eye.

How to regulate the body when suffering from wind deficiency?

With limited knowledge and many problems, Ding Xirui seemed to see a mountain. The more she climbed, the higher it seemed. It was as if the mountain was growing, and she would never reach the top.