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

"Don't worry about them, let's eat." An Yumo said.

Ding Xirui picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece, and was about to put it into his mouth when a scream suddenly came from the second floor.

"Boss Tian, ​​what's wrong with you?" The waiter and the shopkeeper looked at each other and ran upstairs. Ding Xirui wanted to continue putting the goose pieces into his mouth, but after looking upstairs, he put down his chopsticks.

"Yumo, I'll go over there." She stood up, lifted her skirt and ran upstairs.

In the "Baiyun" room, the fat man was lying on the ground, motionless. His companions squatted beside him and shook him, but the man on the ground still did not react.

There was a strong smell of alcohol in the house.

"You...go and get a doctor." The shopkeeper's eyes flickered and he began to stutter.

"Yes..." The waiter staggered out the door.

"Don't touch him. Let me take a look. I'm from Jimin Hall." Ding Xirui stepped forward and said.

The men paused, with puzzled looks on their faces, but made way.

Ding Xirui walked forward quickly, opened the man's eyes, and found that the pupils on both sides were not equal, thinking something was wrong. She went to feel the man's pulse, which was large and scattered. When she pressed hard, the pulse disappeared and was very unstable.

"Boss Tian, ​​were you okay just now? Is there anything abnormal?" Ding Xirui turned his head and asked.

"Boss Tian drank a few glasses of wine and suddenly said he felt dizzy and his eyes couldn't see clearly. We said we would send him home... but he said it was an old illness and it was nothing... but he fainted after a while." A younger man said stutteringly.

Ding Xirui turned his head, touched the top of the man's head and found a bulge.

That's right, it's a cerebral hemorrhage!

She stood up hastily and asked sharply, "When will the doctor arrive?"

"I'll be here in a moment. What happened to Boss Tian?" The shopkeeper was sweating anxiously, and the other men also became panicked.

Ding Xirui paced back and forth, took a few deep breaths, and thought about the treatment methods for acute cerebral hemorrhage. She couldn't do acupuncture on the top of the head, and she didn't have any silver needles. Was there any acupuncture point? Heart acupuncture!

She immediately squatted down, found the horizontal line under the joint of her middle finger, and pressed hard.

"The doctor is here!" The servant pulled a middle-aged doctor into the room.

The two were panting, with sweat dripping down their cheeks.

Ding Xirui quickly made way.

"Doctor, Boss Tian has brain bleeding!"

The doctor wiped the sweat off his forehead, adjusted his breathing slightly, and immediately squatted down to check. After a moment, he took out a silver needle and pricked Boss Tian on the top of his head. Ding Xirui moved over and saw some red liquid flowing out from Boss Tian's hair.

"Do you know how Mr. Tian is doing on a daily basis?" asked the doctor.

"He always gets dizzy."

"I love drinking..."

"I love to eat roasted goose..."

Ding Xirui walked over and interrupted them.

"Everyone, do you know where Mr. Tian's home is? Go and ask his wife or other family members to come over."

"Okay... okay..." The young boss turned around to go out, then turned back and pulled another man.

"You come with me..."

"you……"

The two of them hesitated to talk and hurriedly walked out the door.

The middle-aged doctor continued to take the patient's pulse, his expression slightly relaxed, but still nervous.

"My two bosses, Boss Tian loves to drink and eat roasted goose. Apart from these, does he have any other hobbies?" Ding Xirui asked.

A short and fat man thought for a moment and said:

"Boss Tian likes braised pork, braised spareribs, roasted lamb, and other salty, spicy foods. Look..." He pointed to the dining table.

Ding Xirui came to the table and fried shrimp, pork elbows, eggplant boxes... all bubbling with oil.

High in oil, salt, and drinking, Boss Tian’s high blood pressure must be very serious, alas!

The doctor stood up and looked at Ding Xirui with a puzzled look on his face.

"Excuse me, who are you?" he asked.

"I'm sorry." Ding Xirui nodded quickly and said, "I'm the wife of Doctor Lin from Jimin Hall. I happened to be having dinner in front of the hall today. I heard something unusual upstairs, so I came up to see what was going on."

"Oh ~ Jimin Hall, I know that. It seems that it has been providing free medical services for some time?" The doctor stroked his beard and slowly recalled.

"I'm just doing some small things that are good for my health. May I ask your name?" Ding Xirui asked.

"My last name is Yuan. My clinic is on the next street. It's called Huichun Clinic. It's not as famous as Jimin Hall."

"You're welcome." Ding Xirui continued to nod in greeting. She pointed at Mr. Tian on the ground and asked, "In your opinion, what disease does Mr. Tian have?"

"Madam, in my humble opinion, Mr. Tian has an irregular diet and is overweight, which has caused dampness and turbidity to accumulate inside his body. The body fluids have turned into phlegm, which has blocked the blood vessels, so he often suffers from dizziness and headaches. This disease has been delayed for too long without treatment, and finally caused a stroke."

"Yeah." Ding Xirui nodded.

"An emergency bloodletting has been performed today. You see, his breathing has gradually become stable. But I can't guarantee what will happen when he wakes up." Doctor Yuan sighed and shook his head.

Alas, surgery is not possible to remove the blood stasis, and treatment is only possible with medication and acupuncture. Ding Xirui looked at Boss Tian lying on the ground and felt worried.