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

"Doctor Ding, you're here." Mrs. Ma sat at the head of the bed, struggling to get up.

"Sister-in-law, don't rush." ​​Ding Xirui walked over to stop her, and adjusted the quilt behind her so that she could lean on it more comfortably. Ding Xirui saw from the corner of his eye that the original colors of the bed curtains and quilt had blurred, and the patches and threads on the edge of the quilt had also been revealed. The window was not open, and the musty smell and the smell of oil and sweat in the room mixed together, making it a bit suffocating.

"Ahem," Ding Xirui coughed lightly, sat on the bed, and asked, "How do you feel after taking the medicine?"

"I'm not feeling nauseous anymore. I had some vegetable porridge at noon and just had a nap. I feel much better now."

The light in the room was dim, but it was obvious that Mrs. Ma was in much better spirits than in the morning, and she seemed to be alive again.

"That's good. After dinner, let Brother Ma Liang bring the medicine. These few days are critical and the medicine must be taken according to the time."

"it is good."

Speaking of dinner, Ding Xirui looked at the mother and son, and then asked, "What are you having for dinner?"

Ma Dasao glanced at the window and shook her head slightly. "I don't know what else is in the kitchen. It's okay. Let's wait for the child's father to come back."

"You can continue to eat the porridge from the clinic at night." Ding Xirui patted her left hand.

"Thank you, Doctor Ding. I really don't know how to thank you." Mrs. Ma shook Ding Xirui's hand in return.

"Mom, when will you get better? The rice Dad cooked is so hard, and the rice in the middle is not cooked." Ah Fei muttered.

The eldest sister-in-law smiled bitterly, a little embarrassed, "Maybe your father is a little anxious, wait until tonight and let your father cook it well."

"Anyway, the food mom cooks is delicious." Ah Fei curled his lips.

The room became darker, and when the door of the courtyard rang, Ma Liang came back. His feet were covered in mud, and he grabbed a stick and slowly pounded the mud off.

"Dad——" Ah Fei ran out the door quickly, "The doctor is here."

"Really?" Ma Liang quickly threw down the stick, rubbed his hands, and went into the house.

"Brother Ma is back." Ding Xirui stood up and nodded.

"Hello, Doctor Ding."

As Ma Liang responded, he glanced at the few pieces of furniture in the room, seeming to be relieved.

"Brother Ma Liang, A Fei's mother will continue to eat the porridge from the clinic at night. What will you and A Fei eat?" asked Sister Li.

Ma Liang became embarrassed and rubbed his hands, "There's still lunch left... I'll heat it up."

"Dad..." Ah Fei was very unhappy.

Mrs. Ma stretched out her left hand and pulled Ah Fei to the bed.

"Mom took the medicine and feels much better. I'll cook for you later."

"Really..." Ah Fei's eyes showed some joy.

Ma Liang hesitated to speak and finally said nothing.

Mrs. Li shook her head and glanced at Ma Liang, feeling a little disappointed. Banxia glanced at Ma Liang, looking angry. Ding Xirui smiled bitterly, leaned down to look at Ah Fei, and said:

"A Fei, your mother is not feeling well right now, can you let her rest for two more days?"

"Yeah." Ah Fei nodded and turned to look at Ma Liang.

"Yes, let your mother rest for two more days, and Dad will cook for you." Ma Liang touched A Fei's head.

The sky was getting darker and darker. Ding Xirui glanced at the window and continued, "I think the medicine and porridge are already cooked. Brother Ma, how about coming with me to get them?"

"Okay, thank you Doctor Ding." Ma Liang said, leaning to the side and asking Ding Xirui to go out first.

When they arrived at the yard, Ding Xirui deliberately slowed down his pace and lingered on the mess in the yard for a while, but he said nothing. Ma Liang followed behind, with a circle of sweat on his forehead. He silently put his hands behind his back and picked off the mud on his fingers bit by bit.