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

Mr. Lin and Mrs. Lin looked at the two of them, wanting to say something, but ultimately left it unsaid.

Wen Yuexin is pregnant, which is the biggest surprise of this Mid-Autumn Festival. In the evening, Ding Xirui returned to his own courtyard, feeling a little excited and a little worried. Thinking of himself, he felt a little flustered.

The cool moonlight sprinkled down, and she felt a little bloated, so she rubbed her stomach and walked around in the yard. Lin Mingxuan walked out of the bathroom, went back to the house, wrapped himself in clothes, and also came to the yard.

He was about to say something when Ding Xirui took the lead.

"Tomorrow I will go to the He residence and also visit the Zhang family. You and Nanxing should prepare the gifts first and return to the Ding family the day after tomorrow."

"it is good."

"It's cold, you should go back to the house. I'm going to take a shower." She walked away quickly as if she was running away.

Lin Mingxuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He stared at her back and shook his head helplessly.

The next day, after Ding Xirui finished his meal, he asked Ayi to harness the carriage and go to Zheng's house first.

Zheng Shihui had been waiting for a long time. Two carriages came to the gate of He's house one after the other. It was noon, and Mr. He wanted to go out for a friend's banquet, but Mrs. He persuaded him to stay in the house.

The two got out of the car, Zheng Shihui took Ding Xirui and walked in front, while Juzi and others followed behind with gifts in their arms.

"Shihui is here." When Mr. He saw Zheng Shihui, he hurried forward to greet her. Then he saw Ding Xirui next to him and wondered if such a young girl could help with medical consultation.

"Uncle." Zheng Shihui bowed.

"Hello, Mr. He." Ding Xirui also bowed. The Mr. He in front of him looked a little thin, but not well-proportioned, with a beard, and his eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Zheng Shihui.

"Sir, this is Doctor Ding," Mrs. He introduced.

Mr. He nodded slightly.

Several people went into the house, and the maid Xiaoyunduan brought tea.

"I wonder who Dr. Ding's master is?" asked Mr. He.

"Doctor Lin from Jishiditang in the East Market." Ding Xirui smiled slightly.

"Uncle, Doctor Ding is the second young master's wife of the Lin family." Zheng Shihui added.

"Oh~ I see." Jishitang is not as famous as Lan Jixian's Fangcaotang. Mr. He has heard of it, but his expression did not change. Ding Xirui understood in his heart and just smiled slightly.

"Uncle, you can control your condition by taking the medicine prescribed by Doctor Lan, but you can't be careless with your meals. Xi Rui is an expert in diet therapy, so you can't go wrong if you listen to her." Zheng Shihui straightened up and continued, "You can tell by looking at me."

Mr. He moved his lips politely and looked at Ding Xirui, "Since Shihui strongly recommended it, thank you for your trouble, Doctor Ding."

Ding Xirui stood up and bowed again.

"Thank you, Mr. He. Madam has already explained your general situation to you when you came to my house the day before yesterday. I need to confirm it with you today."

"Okay, please take a seat, Doctor Ding. I don't know how long it will take. It's already noon, and I have to go out to meet a friend."

"Master..." Mrs. He frowned.

"There is still one hour until noon. It won't take too long. Mr. He, please listen to the dietary therapy plan I have prepared for you first."

"Please come in." said Mr. He.

Ayi and Banxia brought a thin wooden board, and Ding Xirui pasted a few simple cartoons on it.

"Xirui, what are these?" Zheng Shihui took a step closer, looked at them carefully, and laughed out loud.

"Shihui, please listen to me slowly."

This charcoal drawing simply outlines the causes of diabetes.

"Master He, food enters the stomach and intestines, is digested, and absorbed into the body, so that we can have strength. However, if too much food enters the body but cannot be consumed, it will turn into fat and accumulate on the body."

"Yes, my master's figure a few years ago..."

Mr. He coughed.

"At the same time, the stomach and intestines are overburdened, the internal organs are damaged, and the whole person's spirit is not good." Ding Xirui said, pointing to a fat, drooping-headed little man.

"Later, the situation became more serious. The food and water I ate could not be absorbed well by my body. I ate a lot but felt hungry for no reason. I drank a lot of water but kept going to the toilet. I gradually lost weight."

"Yes, that's it." Mr. He nodded.

Doctor Lan only told him that there was fire in his body, but did not explain it in detail. Ding Xirui's words were simple but clear.

"If you have an illness in your body, taking some medicine can naturally relieve the symptoms. However, people rely on food to live, and they always eat more food than medicine, so the role of food cannot be ignored." Ding Xirui continued.

A variety of foods appeared on the board.

"Some foods, when eaten, will cause a lot of heat in the body, and even medicine may not be able to suppress it." Ding Xirui said, pointing to a braised pork elbow.

The so-called "fire" is actually because the saturated fat content in pork is too high.

"Other foods are easier to digest and put less burden on the internal organs." Ding Xirui pointed to fish, shrimp, spinach, radish, etc.

"Really..." Mr. He twitched his lips. "But, those are not very tasty. If I can't eat meat, what's the point of living?"

"Master He, it's not that you can't eat meat. You can eat your favorite mutton or pork every three to five days. You can also eat chicken, duck and fish on weekdays."

"Oh, I see." Mr. He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Eating the right food and taking medicine together will help you get better quickly. Also, there are a lot of foods you can eat, so you won't feel too bad."

"Really?" Mr. He looked doubtful.

"Yes, uncle, when I first started eating the diet, I felt hungry, but I didn't feel too uncomfortable. I gradually got used to it. Moreover, there are a lot of foods in the recipes. Let the small kitchen cook them well, and they taste very good. The food in my yard is still about the same as when I was losing weight."

Ding Xirui nodded approvingly and smiled at her.

When I was making weight loss meals, I followed the four-grid meal matching method to make a balanced combination of vegetables, meat, soup, and fruit. There were also a variety of staple foods so it wouldn't be boring.

"Then how should I eat?" asked Mr. He.

Ding Xirui took the cartoons off the board and replaced them with a few others.

"I have made nine recipes, three for morning, noon and evening, and they are different every day. Please take a look first." Ding Xirui said, motioning Banxia and Ayi to move the board forward.

"Take this day as an example. Breakfast has one egg. If you don't like boiled eggs, you can replace it with egg custard. Note that only one egg is enough. Three ounces of blanched cabbage, a bowl of soy milk, and two ounces of vegetarian buns."

"Master, you don't eat breakfast properly on weekdays. You must be careful in the future." Mrs. He said.

"Hey……"

"At noon, if you feel a little hungry, eat a handful of walnuts and half an apple," Ding Xirui continued.

"What about lunch?" Mr. He didn't care about these and directly shifted his attention to the lunch list.

"At noon, I had 2 taels of black rice, half of which was black rice and the other half was white rice; a bowl of celery and shrimp, 4 taels; a bowl of chicken stewed with mushrooms, also 4 taels; and a bowl of spinach soup, 2 taels of spinach would be about the same. Of course, all the dishes were weighed when they were raw."

"Oh, so bland." Mr. He shook his head.

"Uncle, you haven't eaten yet, why are you saying no? As far as I know, the chicken stewed with mushrooms is very delicious. Can I come and have dinner with you often in the future?" Zheng Shihui said.

"Oh, you'd better not come. I'm tired of your aunt's nagging every day."