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

After experiencing two major events in one day, Ding Xirui felt exhausted, but she was still concerned about the patient who had just suffered a cerebral hemorrhage.

"Banxia, ​​let's go back quickly."

The two quickened their pace. Back at the clinic, Lin Mingxuan had not yet returned from his outpatient visit, and Aunt Yang from the kitchen had just washed some grapes and brought them up. Ding Xirui suddenly felt a little hungry, and she turned her head to look at Banxia, ​​who also held her stomach and nodded.

"Let's eat first." She took Banxia's arm.

The two of them went to the kitchen, cooked the rice first, fried a light vegetable, cooked some pumpkin soup, and finally heated up the fire-roasted goose from "Shuiyunjian". Looking at the layer of grease floating on it, Banxia's mouth twitched.

"Madam, seeing this grease and thinking about Boss Tian, ​​I can't eat anymore."

"Hahaha, we just eat occasionally, it's okay. Besides, we need to eat some meat at noon so that we will have the strength to work in the afternoon." Ding Xirui patted her gently.

The two of them brought the food to the yard. Looking at the small stone table, the small stone bench, and the pottery bowl in their hands, Banxia smiled.

"Madam, although abalone and snails taste wonderful and chrysanthemum seedling porridge is also unique, it is still more reassuring to look at the side dishes we often eat, and it is still more comfortable to eat at home."

"Yeah." Ding Xirui also smiled.

"People are so hard to satisfy. They yearn for the special dishes in big restaurants, but they can't bear to give up home-cooked dishes." Banxia said as she scooped a spoonful of pumpkin soup.

"So what?" Ding Xirui asked after taking a bite of rice.

"It's easy to get bored of eating the same thing all the time and need to change the taste. Is that why we have restaurants and hotels?" Banxia laughed.

"Well, no matter where people go, they always need to eat. However, the reason you mentioned is also very important." Ding Xirui said, picking up a piece of grilled goose for her.

The reheated dish was still very fragrant, the goose meat was crispy, tender and juicy, worthy of the craftsmanship of the No. 1 restaurant in Lan County. However, after being left for a while, the taste of the seasoning became stronger, and after eating it, the aftertaste was a bit bitter.

"Miss, is this the real appearance of the restaurant?" Banxia curled her lips.

"Well... if home-cooked dishes are light, then in order to make people remember their taste, restaurants will use more oil, salt and other seasonings. Only in this way can people's taste buds be stimulated."

"No wonder Mr. Tian got sick. He eats these all day long. It would be strange if he didn't get sick..." Banxia took a bite of the small green vegetables and continued, "Even the dishes at Miss An's are similar. I always feel thirsty after eating them."

"Drink more soup." Ding Xirui filled her soup bowl.

"It's not easy for Miss An to make the food delicious and take care of the customers' health at the same time."

"Yeah, let's see which path she chooses in the end."

While the two were talking, Lin Mingxuan quickly came to the backyard.

"You're back. Have you eaten?" Ding Xirui asked.

Lin Mingxuan did not answer, "Did something happen in 'Shuiyunjian' today?" he asked anxiously.

"A patient collapsed in a private room. Did the news spread so quickly?" Ding Xirui was a little surprised.

"Yes, I just ran into the big brother next door on the street. He said that the food at Shuiyunjian made him sick." Lin Mingxuan paused, glanced at the braised goose on the table, and then said, "It's okay as long as it's not the food. I'm glad you're all okay."

"Alas, three people make a tiger, and rumors spread. However, the patient was very ill and had a cerebral hemorrhage. Although he was saved, his current condition is not good." Ding Xirui said, and the chopsticks in his hand stopped.

"I've already eaten. You guys should eat quickly and we'll talk in the front hall later."

"Yeah." Ding Xirui picked up the chopsticks again.

After eating and drinking, Aunt Yang and Banxia went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. Ding Xirui came to the front hall and saw Lin Mingxuan, Xiaoqiang and others looking through medical books, looking for information about cerebral hemorrhage and stroke.

"Doctor Lin, my medical skills are limited and I have seen few patients. I have never seen a patient with cerebral hemorrhage. What is it like when this disease occurs? How can we save the patient?" Xiaoqiang asked.

"I once treated a stroke patient with my father, but he had been treating him for quite a long time. I was not present when the disease occurred, so I don't know much about it. However, I know some acupuncture points and prescriptions, but I have never treated the patient personally." Lin Mingxuan said frankly. He paused for a moment and then said, "Mr. Zhang is experienced and must have some methods. Let's go and ask him tomorrow."

"Okay." Xiaoqiang nodded.

"Well, I want to go too. I wonder if Mr. Zhang has any secret recipe." Ding Xirui also joined in.

"You can't rely on folk remedies to cure diseases." Lin Mingxuan smiled, turned around, and peeled a grape for her. Taking the grape, Ding Xirui thought of Mrs. Tian and Boss Tian. It is said that young couples stay together in old age. They have lived together for 20 to 30 years and have a deep relationship. No wonder Mrs. Tian was so sad.

Putting the grapes in her mouth, Ding Xirui chewed them slowly. They were a little sour at first, but then they became sweet, with the fragrance of being nourished by the sun and rain from spring to autumn. She glanced at Lin Mingxuan secretly, blushing slightly.

"Do you want to eat more?" Lin Mingxuan asked.

"I'm not eating anymore." Ding Xirui turned his head and picked up the book.

The autumn weather was dry, and my skin felt tight after reading for a while. Ding Xirui put down the book and walked to Xiaoqiang.