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

Ding Xirui laughed, narrowed her eyes, and teased:

"Why, did you lend this money to your confidante?"

"Don't talk nonsense. What confidante? She's just a former patient of mine. I met her a few times and I felt sorry for her, so I helped her a little." Lin Mingxuan looked at her and coughed twice, but his eyes seemed to be evasive.

Ding Xirui looked at him with interest, the smile on his face growing wider.

"Let's eat. It's getting cold." She said as she served the soup.

"Yeah." Lin Mingxuan breathed a sigh of relief.

The two ate in silence and didn't talk much.

"What is her business?"

"Why are you still thinking about..."

"Hahahaha, I'm just curious, just tell me." Ding Xirui put down his chopsticks.

Lin Mingxuan looked at her, picked up her chopsticks and put them back into her hand.

"Eat quickly, and we'll talk after you finish eating."

"Okay." Ding Xirui was still smiling.

The meal was finally finished, but they were all thinking about their own things. The food tasted tasteless. They washed the bowls and plates and went for a walk in the yard.

"Hurry up and speak." Ding Xirui urged again.

"Hey, you."

"Didn't we agree before that we would be honest with each other? Did you forget it so quickly?"

"Of course not."

"Then say it."

"Row."

Lin Mingxuan glanced at the sky and spoke:

"About three years ago, one day, my father and elder brother were both out seeing patients, and I was alone in the clinic..."

A little girl came to the door and told Lin Mingxuan that someone in her family had injured a finger and asked him to go and take a look.

"How did you get your finger injured?" he asked.

"Play the piano."

"Huh?" Lin Mingxuan frowned, picked up the medicine box and followed the girl.

The two came to the gate of a small courtyard. The little girl pushed open the door and led Lin Mingxuan into the courtyard. On a stone bench in the courtyard, a woman was sitting upright, wrapping her hands with cloth.

"Miss, the doctor is here."

"Xiao Zheng, who asked you to call a doctor?" the woman asked angrily.

"Miss, let the doctor take a look at your hand, don't delay it." The girl named Xiao Zheng was almost crying.

Lin Mingxuan lowered his head slightly and bowed.

"If you are sick, please seek medical attention as soon as possible. Otherwise, a minor illness may turn into a major one, or even endanger your life, which is very bad."

"Don't exaggerate, doctor. I just scraped my finger. It's no big deal."

When Lin Mingxuan heard this, he felt a little upset.

"If you don't need treatment, I'll take my leave."

"Doctor, please don't go." Xiao Zheng walked up and stopped him.

"Miss, please let the doctor take a look." Xiao Zheng hugged the woman's arm and asked again.

"Hey! Okay."

Lin Mingxuan walked forward, and Xiao Zheng took off the strips of cloth on the woman's hands one by one, revealing a pair of bloodstained hands.

"This……"

"What's going on?"

How could she get hurt so badly from playing the piano? Lin Mingxuan was full of doubts. Generally speaking, even a beginner would not get hurt so badly. As the number of times she plays the piano increases, the calluses on her hands will become thicker and thicker, and it will be harder to break them. Did this woman practice too hard, or did she have a disease that caused her hands to dry out and break easily?

"Miss, when did you start practicing the piano? How long do you practice every day?" Lin Mingxuan asked.

"I started learning the piano when I was eight years old, and have been learning it for eight years now. I play for four to five hours every day," the woman replied.

Xiao Zheng interrupted:

"It wasn't like this before. Ever since godmother got sick, my lady's hands have been easily rubbed and injured for some reason."

Lin Mingxuan raised his head slightly and continued to ask: "Miss, do you usually feel dry mouth and tongue?"

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"Are you still not feeling hungry?"

"Yes, the young lady's appetite has been poor ever since her godmother fell ill." Xiao Zheng answered quickly.

"Miss, I need to feel your pulse."

Lin Mingxuan opened the medicine box and took out the pulse pillow.

The woman sighed and put her hand on it. Lin Mingxuan took out a silk handkerchief, covered the woman's wrist, and began to feel her pulse.

After a moment, he came to a conclusion.

"Miss, there is evil heat in your body. It has been there for several days and has accumulated a lot. As a result, your hands are hot and your skin is fragile. In addition, you play the piano for too long, so you are prone to injury."

"Doctor, is this disease serious? Will it cost a lot of money?" the woman asked anxiously.

"You need to take some decoction, and apply some ointment on your hands to help you recover, but the most important thing is to adjust your mood and stay calm." Lin Mingxuan said.

"How much silver do you think it will cost? We are still in debt and can barely make ends meet." The woman ignored him and was only thinking about money.

Lin Mingxuan was a little troubled.

"Doctor, can we buy on credit?" Xiao Zheng asked softly.

"You can't buy on credit." Lin Mingxuan replied.

"Forget it." The woman picked up the cloth strip again and wanted to continue wrapping her hands.

"However, can you two go to the clinic to do some work? Jishiditang does not accept credit, but it can provide a few days of work, which can offset the cost of medicine."

"Great, I can go!" Xiao Zheng became excited.

"That's good." Lin Mingxuan nodded, took back the pulse pillow and silk handkerchief, took out a bottle of medicine from the medicine box and placed it on the table.

"Please apply it on your hands every morning and evening to relieve pain and help wounds heal. In addition, I will write a prescription, please follow me to get the medicine, Miss Zheng."

"Okay, thank you, doctor." Xiao Zheng said hurriedly.

The woman looked a little embarrassed. After hesitating for a moment, she stood up and saluted.

"Thank you, doctor."

After that, Xiao Zheng went to the clinic every morning to work, and after ten days in a row, she finally earned back the consultation fee and medicine fee. Lin Mingxuan came to see her again, and the two became familiar with each other.

Ding Xirui was lost in thought, as if he was listening to a romantic story about a talented man and a beautiful woman.

"Hey!" Lin Mingxuan knocked on her head.

"Then what?" she asked.

"One day, I met people who came to collect debts. There was nothing left in the courtyard, and they wanted to move all the pots in the kitchen... I couldn't bear to see them, so I took out ten taels of silver and paid off their debts."

"Well, when we see injustice, we should help." Ding Xirui nodded.

"Later, the two of them went to a teahouse to play the piano. Gradually, they became famous and lived a good life. They paid back double the silver."

"Well..." It is not easy for two women to be self-reliant.

"You... went to find them today?"

"That's not the case. They moved to Qizhou City at the beginning of the month. Someone brought them to the clinic, and my father handed them to me this morning."

"Oh, what a pity." Ding Xirui shook his head.

"What do you regret?"

"I want to meet him and get to know him."

"Why... do you need to know each other?" Lin Mingxuan was a little flustered.

"Why can't we get to know each other?" Ding Xirui hugged his arm, "You said we're not close friends, why are you so nervous?"

"That's not the case...don't let your imagination run wild."

"Hahahahahaha." Ding Xirui laughed out loud.