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

In the afternoon, another seven or eight children poured into the yard. An Yumo and Yuan Sanxing came out to help, and took the children who seemed to be fine to play in the alley. Ding Xirui led the children with worse complexions to line up at the main door. A boy of seven or eight sat down first. He had a yellowish complexion and a thin face. His eyes were wide open, looking at everything in the room. Lin Mingxuan looked at the tongue coating, felt the pulse, and asked about the usual symptoms, and said:

"Sister-in-law, your child's spleen and stomach are not very good. Be careful not to let him eat raw or cold food in the future."

"okay, I get it."

"Now is the cold season, so we should pay more attention to keeping warm."

"Hey, the child doesn't listen to anyone when he's playing. He runs home sweating and drinks the cold water in the water tank. I can't control him."

"Then you should prepare more warm water and talk more about him."

"If you don't listen...I can't beat you."

Lin Mingxuan turned to look at the child, smiled, and asked, "Do you often have diarrhea?"

"Well..." The child was a little embarrassed.

"Don't drink cold water or eat cold rice in the future, otherwise you will have diarrhea more and more often. Others will grow tall and strong, but you won't be tall or strong. You won't have the energy to work, and you won't be able to eat delicious food. It's not worth it."

The child glanced at the other kids outside and nodded, "I understand."

"You will have to take herbal medicine for three consecutive days. Are you afraid?"

"I'm not afraid!"

"Well, he's a little man!" Lin Mingxuan patted him, "Help uncle call the sister outside the door, and you go with your mother to wait for the medicine, okay?"

"it is good."

The little boy left and the second girl came in and sat down. She was about twelve or thirteen years old and kept her head down.

"You little girl, you are so old but still can't speak, go and say hello to the doctor." Her mother had a dark face and kept poking her from behind. Ding Xirui couldn't stand it and stepped forward to block her hand.

"Sister-in-law, it's okay. Please go outside and rest first. Let the doctor ask questions slowly."

"Oh, no, she's not good at talking and can't say anything well."

"Sister-in-law, people are different. Some people speak and act quickly, while others need to think carefully before speaking or acting. Your daughter may be one of the slower ones, but it's okay. Don't worry."

“Tsk,” the woman glanced at the girl impatiently, “I’m afraid she won’t be able to say anything and cause trouble for you.”

"It's not a problem. You can take a rest first. I'll call you if I need anything." Ding Xirui said as he sent her to the yard.

The girl slowly raised her head and looked at Ding Xirui gratefully. Her face looked bad, her chin was pointed, her eye sockets were deep, and she looked even thinner.

"Little sister, tell the doctor, where do you feel uncomfortable?"

The girl lowered her head again. Lin Mingxuan stood up, gave his seat to Ding Xirui, and moved a step into the room.

Ding Xirui sat down and patted her hand gently.

"It's okay. Just think about it and talk about it slowly. If you get sick, we will treat you as soon as possible. Once you are cured, you won't have to worry about it."

"My stomach hurts..." the girl said softly.

"Have you had a stomachache in the past two days, or has it always been like this?"

"no……"

Ding Xirui narrowed his eyes slightly and asked in a low voice:

"You have stomach pains when you have your period, right?"

"Yeah." The girl nodded.

"When did you get your period?"

"Almost two years."

"Was it painful at first?"

"It didn't hurt the first one or two times, but then it started to hurt... my legs felt cold and my lower stomach felt uncomfortable..." The girl's voice became lower and lower as she spoke.

"Are you having your period now?" Ding Xirui asked.

"Yeah." The girl nodded.

Ding Xirui closed half of the door and covered the girl. "Can I press your belly?"

The girl looked at Lin Mingxuan and said nothing.

"Don't worry," Ding Xirui held her hand, "He is a doctor, he just needs to watch from the side."

The girl hesitated for a moment, then nodded and opened her jacket. Her jacket must have been given to her by someone else, it was oversized and had two patches on it.

Ding Xirui gently pressed her lower abdomen. The girl looked painful and shrank back.

"Does it hurt when someone touches you?"

"Ah."

"Open your mouth, let me see your tongue."

The girl coughed lightly, her eyes flickered, and she slowly opened her mouth. Her tongue was pale and plump, so she must have a cold.

"Besides the stomachache, do you usually feel uncomfortable?"

The girl thought for a moment and said, "My mother said I have 'laziness' and I need to be scolded."

Ding Xirui frowned, feeling a little strange, "What is 'laziness'?"

"I have little strength, I always feel tired and don't want to work... Is this 'laziness'?"

"This..." Ding Xirui's mouth twitched and he turned his head to look at Lin Mingxuan.

This girl must be undernourished, weak, and possibly anemic. Xiaoshi Village is cold and damp, and many people probably feel uncomfortable during menstruation. She doesn't want to work and always complains of being tired. This is not something she can control, it's a physical problem. Her mother is a bit harsh, how can she say she has a "lazy disease"?

"Let me take your pulse."

The girl stretched out her hand. Ding Xirui calmed down and felt it carefully. Like a plucked string, the girl's pulse hit Ding Xirui's fingertips, tense and rapid. After a moment, she put down her hand and asked:

"Can you let Doctor Lin take your pulse?"

The girl glanced at Lin Mingxuan, said "hmm", and lowered her head again.

Ding Lin exchanged positions again. Lin Mingxuan reached out to feel Ding Xirui's pulse. After a while, he glanced at Ding Xirui and nodded.

"It's a tight pulse." Ding Xirui said.

"Yes."

The half-closed door suddenly opened and the girl's mother stepped in.

"Doctor, are you ready?"

Ding Xirui felt a little unhappy, "It's almost done, please wait a moment."

"Why is the door still closed?" the woman muttered and went out.

Ding Xirui moved a small stool and sat next to the girl. Lin Mingxuan said, "Cold and dampness invade the body and hinder the circulation of qi and blood, and coldness stagnates the meridians, so you will have abdominal pain during menstruation. I will prescribe some medicine to warm the meridians and dredge the blood vessels for you. In addition, you said you were tired and didn't want to do anything. Do you not feel like eating much?"

"Ah."

"Don't worry, take some more soup to replenish qi and blood and restore yang."

The girl suddenly straightened up:

"Doctor, does it cost money? Aunt Li said it's free, so my mother brought me here... My mother might not want to spend money..."

Ding Xirui and Lin Mingxuan looked at each other, not knowing how to answer.

"Even if it costs money, it won't be much. Don't worry. Doctor Lin and I will talk to your mother."

"This..." The girl looked outside and shrank back.

Lin Mingxuan leaned over to write a prescription for warming the meridians, but as he was writing, he stopped.

"What's wrong?" Ding Xirui asked.

"There's a medicine missing."

"what?"

"Peony bark."

Yes, when we came here, we mainly considered Yin syndrome and cold syndrome, and there were not so many types of medicinal materials.

"Little sister, you may not be able to take medicine until tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

"It's okay, I didn't take medicine and it always went away, and it doesn't cost any money..." The girl said, and was about to stand up.

"However, you can take medicine to dispel cold and dampness, which can relieve pain." Ding Xirui pulled her arm and asked her to sit down again.