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

The two walked on the road for half an hour and arrived at the Zhang family courtyard.

An Yumo and Song Hanzhang were picking pomegranates in the yard. Xiaozhen supported Song Ruohuan and stood by to watch. Song Ruohuan's son Zhang Zihe was holding a large pomegranate and picking the seeds into his mouth one by one. Suddenly, the full pomegranate juice splashed all over his face.

"Oh, look at you." Song Ruohuan took out a handkerchief and wiped his son.

"Sister Song, Yumo." Zheng Shihui shouted at the door.

The yard suddenly became more lively.

"You are done." An Yumo smiled and got down from the stool, with Song Hanzhang supporting her.

"Hello, Doctor Ding, and Miss Zheng." Song Hanzhang bowed.

"Don't be so polite." Zheng Shihui waved her hand.

They moved stools out of the house. The afternoon breeze was cool, so they just sat under the shade of the trees in the yard. Xiaozhen peeled the pomegranates, put them on a small plate, and shared them with everyone.

"Sister Song, are you feeling well recently?" Ding Xirui asked.

"Very good." Song Ruohuan smiled slightly, "Just a little busy recently."

"Sister Song, is your school still accepting students? There's no need to be so tired." Zheng Shihui said after taking a sip of tea.

"That's not the case... I won't hide it from you, the concubine in the courtyard is pregnant." Song Ruohuan lowered his head slightly.

Zhang Qi'an is really efficient, Ding Xirui secretly admired him in his heart.

"She's pregnant and it has nothing to do with my sister." An Yumo grabbed a handful of pomegranate seeds and put them into her mouth to chew.

"But, the young lady has to ask about it, otherwise, people outside will talk about it." Xiaozhen's face looked a little bad.

"Xiaozhen——" Song Ruohuan turned his head and frowned at her.

"What does this have to do with people outside?" Zheng Shihui asked.

"Miss Zheng, you don't know that there are many people who like to gossip when they have nothing to do. When the young lady opened a girls' school, some people said it was a good thing, but some people said it was nonsense. After the young master married the lady in that courtyard, some people felt sorry for the young lady, but some people said that she was jealous and would not let her live in the courtyard."

"There's really nothing to do!" Zheng Shihui pounded the table.

"Sister, it's okay." Song Ruohuan stroked her hand.

"Alas, people are straightforward but have crooked tongues. If you pay attention to everything, you will have no chance to live." An Yumo's emotions did not fluctuate much.

"Yes, I also told Xiaozhen that people outside can say whatever they want, but behind closed doors, you have to live your own life."

"As long as you can think positively, it's fine." Ding Xirui took a sip of tea. Looking at Song Ruohuan's state, he didn't seem to be in distress, so Ding Xirui was relieved.

A few people continued to chat, when suddenly, someone knocked hard on the door.

"Young Madam, help! Help!"

Song Ruohuan was startled and said quickly:

"Xiaozhen, go and have a look!"

Xiaozhen was also frightened and ran over quickly.

When the door opened, a girl of about twelve or thirteen appeared. She rushed into the courtyard with sweat all over her forehead. When she saw Song Ruohuan, she immediately knelt down.

"Madam, please save Aunt Jiang. There is no one in the courtyard. She seems to have had bleeding..."

"What?" Song Ruohuan stood up suddenly. Ding Xirui was also startled, and his brain started to work rapidly.

"She's only two months old, how come..."

"I don't know either. Please, save my aunt."

Song Ruohuan took a few deep breaths and said, "Xiaobei, go find the doctor. Xiaozhen, go tell Xiaobai to ask him to find the young master. Then, go tell the mistress or the eldest young master's wife to come over."

"Yes."

"Sister, you are pregnant. It is not suitable for you to see blood or overwork. I will accompany you." Song Hanzhang grabbed Song Ruohuan's hand.

"Let's go too." Ding Xirui and others stepped forward and said.

"it is good."

Everyone embraced Song Ruohuan, walked out of the door, crossed two alleys, and arrived at the place where Aunt Jiang lived. The little girl opened the door and ran to the bedroom.

"Aunt, I have invited the young lady here."

The woman was lying on the bed, her face pale, her forehead wet with sweat, her hair all wet. Her features were distorted, she was holding her stomach and groaning. At this time, she was unable to get up and salute, so the little girl threw herself beside her.

Ding Xirui walked forward quickly and lifted the quilt. There were spots of blood under her body. In an instant, all the hairs on Ding Xirui's body stood up. She calmed down and grabbed the woman's hand:

"Aunt Jiang, take a deep breath, inhale--" she said. The woman opened her eyes slightly, in great pain.

"I'm a doctor, follow me, breathe in...exhale..." When the woman heard the word "doctor", she tried to obey, took a slightly deep breath, and then exhaled.

"Yes, that's it, come again."

After a few breaths, the woman's body relaxed slightly.

"Xi Rui, what's wrong with her?" Song Ruohuan asked.

Ding Xirui turned around and shook his head slightly. Normally, if there are signs of miscarriage in the second month of pregnancy, the bleeding will not be too much, and if it is discovered in time, it may be possible to save the fetus, but in this situation, the amount of bleeding seems to be a bit heavy, I am afraid that miscarriage has already occurred.

Ding Xirui stepped forward to feel her pulse, only to find it was weak and deep. Seeing the woman struggling to breathe, her eyes could not help but turn red.

"The doctor is here!" Xiao Bei came in with a man. The little girl quickly lowered the curtain, and Song Ruohuan and others made way.

The doctor gasped and wiped the sweat from his face.

"Doctor Mo, please take a look." Song Ruohuan greeted him. It turned out that she knew this doctor.

"Mrs. Zhang." Doctor Mo bowed.

Banxia brought a stool and helped the doctor take down the medicine box.

"Doctor, Aunt Jiang has started to bleed from her lower body and has unbearable abdominal pain." Ding Xirui said.

The doctor nodded, took out the pulse pillow and silk handkerchief, and began to take the patient's pulse. After a moment, he shook his head.

The little girl immediately started crying, and soft crying sounds were heard from inside the tent.

"Why are you crying? Shut up." Xiao Bei walked over.

There was another round of voices in the yard, "What happened? What happened?"

It was Xiaozhen who brought Mrs. Zhang in, and the room was suddenly full of people.

"Mother..." Song Ruohuan took a step forward and saluted.

"Ruohuan, what happened to Hongmian?" Mrs. Zhang asked anxiously.

Song Ruohuan frowned, sighed, walked up to Mrs. Zhang and whispered something.

"Oh my! How come he looks so strong on weekdays and can't even have a child..." Mrs. Zhang frowned slightly. Just as she was about to walk to the bed, she suddenly saw Zheng Shihui and others, and her face looked a little embarrassed.

"Hello, Mrs. Zhang, please take a look at the patient first." Zheng Shihui spoke.

"Hey!" Mrs. Zhang walked to the bedside, and Doctor Mo came to the bedside and bowed to greet her.

"Madam, Young Madam, Aunt Jiang needs to rest. Please excuse me and talk to her for a moment."

"it is good."

The Zhang family members arrived at the main hall, while Ding Xirui and others were waiting in the yard. Looking around the yard, Ding Xirui felt it was dead and very depressed.

A moment later, Xiaobei ran out of the house with a prescription.