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

After work in the evening, Ding Xirui brought a pile of books with him.

"Are you looking for the chapter on 'Epilepsy'?" Lin Mingxuan asked.

"Ah."

After dinner, the two worked together to find out all the information related to "epilepsy".

"The patient at the inn doesn't trust us now and won't talk, so we can't ask too much."

"Yes. However, I have never prescribed medicine for treatment. Let's ask Mr. Zhang tomorrow. When I was in Luocheng County, I followed my father to deal with emergency patients. When the patient had an attack, several people pressed on him. At that time, the patient almost bit his tongue. My father used acupuncture to control the disease, and later he drank some Chaibei anti-epileptic soup to take care of him. The whole family did not dare to stimulate the patient, and lived very cautiously."

"However, we still have to try again. The big brother from the inn was able to go out alone, and he didn't have a seizure when he was bitten by a scorpion yesterday. I think he has controlled the condition very well. We can't let it get worse."

"Ah."

The two discussed different types of illnesses, and found acupuncture points and corresponding prescriptions until midnight. It had just rained, and two frogs appeared in the yard, singing in unison.

"Why have I never paid attention to these things before?" Lin Mingxuan said.

"Congratulations to you, congratulations to us." Ding Xirui held his hand.

I left home and walked a longer way. What I saw, heard and felt were all different from before. In the past, I only looked at myself, and I kept chewing on the things in my heart. Now, I have met different people and encountered different things, and I know how small the world is. Farmers on the road, pampered young ladies, daughters sold by their parents, bosses who steal chickens and dogs, young people fighting the disease alone... When I was busy, there were piles of dirty clothes. If I didn't work, I wouldn't get paid. There was no food in the kitchen, and the pots and stoves were cold... I was thrown into life and had to face everything. Of course, after working, the meals tasted good, and a small flower in the garden and the starry sky above my head seemed like a reward.

"Congratulations to us." He turned over his palm and interlocked his fingers with hers.

On the morning of the second day, Lin Mingxuan went to the Shen's Inn for a follow-up visit. Xiao Cui from the Lan family came and invited Ding Xirui to the Lan family.

"Doctor Ding, the young lady has been very uneasy lately," Xiao Cui said.

"The marriage is settled, why is this happening?"

"Yes, after the engagement, she became worried and restless within a few days."

Oh, is this pre-marital anxiety? However, the two should be looking forward to a new life, why is Lan Zhiyao so uneasy? Thinking of this, Ding Xirui walked into Lan Zhiyao's yard.

The warehouse in the courtyard was open, and the Lan family was preparing various dowries. Lan Zhiyao sat in the room, embroidering her own wedding dress.

"Miss, Doctor Ding is here." Xiao Cui said.

"Doctor Ding?" Lan Zhiyao glared at Xiao Cui, then turned to Ding Xirui, bowed slightly, and an awkward smile appeared on her face.

Ding Xirui returned the greeting, took a few steps closer, and asked:

"Miss Lan, Xiao Cui told me that you have been feeling a little uneasy lately?"

"Xiao Cui, don't talk nonsense. I'm fine." Lan Zhiyao's eyes flickered.

"Since Miss Lan is fine, I'll take my leave now..." Ding Xirui said, turning slightly.

"Doctor Ding, wait a minute..." Lan Zhiyao stretched out her hand.

"Miss, Doctor Ding, you two can talk slowly. I'll go make some tea." Xiao Cui smiled secretly and left the room.

"I'm so sorry, please sit down."

"Miss Lan, you're welcome. Just tell me what you want to say."

The two exchanged greetings and sat down one after another.

"Doctor Ding, everything should be settled, but I feel uneasy for no apparent reason." Lan Zhiyao told him everything.

"Everything in the future is unknown, and it is normal to feel uneasy."

"I know that, but I always have trouble sleeping at night. Sometimes I even have nightmares. I dream that I have become a dishevelled old lady, sitting in a daze at the entrance of the alley. Yesterday, I dreamed that I became a beggar, with injured hands and feet, but no one was willing to give me a penny."

Lan Zhiyao said this while rubbing her temple.

"Miss Lan, are you too tired during the day?" Ding Xirui pointed at the wedding dress and said.

"No, I only do it for one or two hours every day."

"Did someone in the mansion say something harsh to you?"

"Not really. Before the engagement, a few old ladies advised me a few times, but later on, no one in the courtyard said anything and they were all busy preparing the dowry."

Ding Xirui paused and then asked:

"Miss Lan, are you afraid that what Madam Lan said in the past will come true? Are you afraid that you will have a hard time after you marry Captain Ling, and end up being laughed at by your family?"

Lan Zhiyao lowered her head slightly, her expression slowly changing. After a long while, she spoke.

"I don't want to think like this, because it seems like I don't trust Brother Ling and don't trust myself. I finally got my family's consent, I should be happy, how can I think like that? But I'm really scared." Lan Zhiyao's eyes were a little red.

Ding Xirui understood.

"Miss Lan, what are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid that I won't be a good daughter-in-law, that my mother-in-law will be dissatisfied and think I'm clumsy, that it will make things difficult for Brother Ling... I'm afraid that we'll be living in quarrels, that others will laugh at me, that my father and mother will dislike me..." Lan Zhiyao said, and she let out a long sigh of relief.

Ding Xirui felt a little distressed.

When a woman gets married, she suffers a loss. She is a new person, she has to join the man's family and adapt to the life in the man's family. She has to understand everything from the taste of food, living habits to the rules of the family. Even if she and the man are in love, these are still difficult. This is a common problem for women all over the world.

It is true that Lan Zhiyao's family is powerful and they can bring their original customs with them, but Lan Zhiyao will surely not do that.

In this era, since getting married is inevitable, those things must be faced.

Ding Xirui couldn't help but sigh.

"Miss Lan, after you got married, did anyone help with household affairs?"

"Yes. My mother asked everyone in my courtyard to go with me, but I refused and only asked for four people."

Alas, she is indeed a lady from a wealthy family. If that’s the case, why are you worrying?

"Then they can share most of the things with you, and you will have someone to discuss with, so don't worry." Ding Xirui said.

"That might not be done well..." Lan Zhiyao lowered her head.

"Ms. Lan, are you getting married to show off to others?" Ding Xirui interrupted her.

"Of course not." There was some anger in Lan Zhiyao's tone.

"Sorry, please listen to me first." Ding Xirui bowed his head to apologize, and then said:

"No matter who you marry, your future is not guaranteed. If you listen to your mother and marry the young master of the Chen family in Qizhou City, can you guarantee a good life?"

"I..." Lan Zhiyao was speechless.

"Listen to your parents. If things don't go your way, you can just say 'It's all my mother's fault' or 'It's my father's fault' and everything will be fine."

"It's not like that..." Lan Zhiyao was stunned.

"Miss Lan, you did everything you could to get this marriage for your own sake, not to prove anything to others. Even after you get married, you don't have to obey the Ling family in everything and compromise. If the future life is not good, then separate and turn away gracefully. At that time, you can still continue to live for yourself and have nothing to do with others."

Lan Zhiyao stood motionless, staring at the teacup in front of her.

Xiao Cui pushed the door open and added some water to the teapot.

"Miss, Doctor Ding, would you like some herbal tea?"

"Yeah." Ding Xirui nodded. She glanced at Lan Zhiyao and waved at Xiao Cui.

Xiao Cui understood, poured the tea, and went out quietly.