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

Everyone in the yard was attracted and gathered at the door.

"Daishi, what's wrong with you?"

"Doctor, what's wrong?"

Lin Mingxuan moved the cupping jar and with a "bang" sound, he pulled the jar off from the sole of Dashi's feet. A red circle appeared at the sole of Dashi's feet.

Ding Xirui stood up and came to the door:

"It's okay, everyone, just rest in the yard."

The jar was removed, and Dashi felt that it was all right. He turned around and apologized, "I'm sorry, doctor. You told me it hurt a little, but the sole of my foot suddenly tightened, and I was scared and screamed."

"That's good, we should continue."

The cupping jar continued to stay on Dashi's acupuncture points. With the experience from the first time, he clutched the blanket tightly, clenched his teeth, and refused to let himself scream out no matter how painful it was. A thin layer of sweat had already appeared on his forehead.

"Okay." Lin Mingxuan put his clothes down.

Dashi stood up and touched the place where the cupping had just been done.

"Brother, you should feel your body getting hot tonight, and the places where the cupping was done will feel a little painful, and there will be circles of red marks. But, it's okay, the marks will gradually disappear." Lin Mingxuan said.

"Okay." Dashi nodded slightly, still a little scared.

"Brother, your arthritis also needs treatment. Remember to come and take medicine after lunch." Lin Mingxuan continued to instruct.

"Okay, thank you doctor."

Ding Xirui opened the door and sent him out. Several older brothers in the yard came over, pushing a large stone, wanting to see where he was cupping.

"Go, go, go. It will be your turn sooner or later. It's up to you."

Ding Xirui smiled, brought a basin of boiling water from the kitchen, and placed it in front of Lin Mingxuan. The two of them washed the jars with boiling water, and Xiaoqiang wiped them dry with a clean cotton cloth.

"Which brother wants to be the second hero?" Lin Mingxuan shouted.

"Let me do it. I want to see how much it hurts." said a sturdy man in slippers.

"Okay, big brother, please come in."

Lin Mingxuan heated the cupping jar with a candle and felt the bottom of the jar was slightly hot, so he immediately pressed the jar on the man's leg.

"Ah... um..." The man wanted to shout out, but he held it back.

"Brother, does it hurt?" Xiaoqiang asked.

The man clutched the blanket tightly and said, "It's okay," his voice trembling a little.

A few people at the door secretly peeked in and laughed non-stop. The man on the bed blushed.

"Brother," Lin Mingxuan patted him, "As the saying goes, if the body is unobstructed, there will be no pain, and if there is pain, then the body is blocked. It is normal for you to feel pain because the body needs to expel moisture. You don't have to endure it."

"Hmm..." The man loosened his clenched teeth.

After a few rounds, the man gradually got used to the pain and even felt a little bit comfortable. He relaxed his body, breathed a sigh of relief, and closed his eyes. Lin Mingxuan's forehead was already covered with sweat, and Ding Xirui took a dry towel and quickly wiped it off for him.

"Brother, it's OK."

"Thank you, doctor! I was almost asleep." The man opened his eyes, sat up, bowed, and thanked everyone in the room.

"Just like the big brother just now, you will come to take medicine in the afternoon, and you will have acupuncture to treat the arthritis tomorrow." Lin Mingxuan instructed.

"it is good."

The man stood up, walked outside, and was immediately surrounded by people.

"How is it? I didn't hear your voice. Does it hurt anymore?"

"Hmph, as a real man, this little pain is nothing." He glanced at everyone, picked up his shoes, and walked away.

Ding Xirui went out and poured a glass of water for Lin Mingxuan and Xiaoqiang. Lin Mingxuan shook his hands, took the bowl, and drank it all. Cupping is a technical job, and he must be tired, but in front of so many people, Ding Xirui resisted the urge to massage his arm.

"Let's talk about it tonight." She put away the bowl and turned back to the yard.

"Brother, please wait a moment and let the doctor catch his breath."

"Okay, it's almost noon, why don't we come back in the afternoon?" said a man with pockmarks on his face.

Ding Xirui glanced at the kitchen and saw An Yumo shaking her head at her. She glanced at Lin Mingxuan again and continued, "One more person can come."

Several men started pushing and shoving each other.

"You go ahead, I'll come later."

"You should go. I'm hungry and I want to go home."

"Go ahead."

……

Lin Mingxuan smiled, rubbed his hands, and shouted, "The room is bright in the morning. Brother who comes in the afternoon, please bring an oil lamp."

"Then I'll do it." The thin and dark man closest to the main house rushed in quickly.

The other two men shook their heads helplessly. "Tsk, what a stingy guy! Let's go and come back this afternoon."

Lin Mingxuan and Xiaoqiang continued to work. This time the patient was very thin and the cupping could not work several times. Ding Xirui watched from the side and couldn't help laughing.

"It's time to eat." An Yumo shouted.

"Okay." Ding Xirui responded.

The patients in the hospital were fed with vegetable and meat porridge with more ingredients. After they were sent away one by one, other people from the village came to the door with bowls. However, they all had something in their hands, and before they served the porridge, they put it in front of the door. Firewood, vegetables, a few handfuls of brown rice... Dashi, who had finished the cupping in the morning, put an egg on the table in the main room and then ran away quickly.

After a busy morning, Ding Xirui and his companions were starving, so they gathered in the main room to eat. Just like last night, no one talked, and the only sounds were the sound of picking up food and eating from bowls.