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

"Look, your father is back." A woman was sitting in front of the door holding a child of three or four years old. When she saw Dashi coming in, she hurriedly said to the child.

“No…” The child leaned in the woman’s arms, looking lazy.

"Doctor Ding..." The woman saw Ding Xirui following behind the big stone.

"Hello, sister-in-law." Ding Xirui nodded. She remembered that the sister-in-law had been to the clinic before. However, the child probably had not been there before, so she felt that she was unfamiliar.

"Madam, do we have any eggs at home?" asked Dashi.

"There is another one. I originally wanted to make it for the child today, but he doesn't want to eat anything, so I left it in the kitchen." The sister-in-law said, looking at the kitchen.

"Doctor Ding, please wait a moment." Dashi turned and went to the kitchen.

"Sister-in-law, this is the money to buy eggs. Thank you." Ding Xirui put the copper coins on the table in front of the house.

"Doctor Ding, there's no need..." The sister-in-law held the child and wanted to stand up.

"Sister-in-law, please keep it. Eggs are precious and this money is not much." The price of eggs was already high. Moreover, Ling Junsheng had already said yesterday that Xiaoshi Village was a place where several families raised chickens together, so eggs were even harder to come by.

Dashi came out of the house holding an egg. He freed one hand, grabbed the money and handed it to Ding Xirui: "Doctor Ding, you are too polite. You don't charge for the consultation and medicine. We are embarrassed to begin with. This egg is the medicine money."

"Don't be like this. The government paid for the medicinal materials. You can keep the money." Ding Xirui grabbed the egg from Dashi's hand, turned around and wanted to run away, but the child in his sister-in-law's arms started crying again.

"Stop crying. You've been making a fuss for the whole day. What do you want?" The sister-in-law was a little angry.

Ding Xirui sighed and stopped. She approached the child, squatted down and asked, "Are you sick? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

"Doctor Ding, my son hasn't eaten much since this morning. I didn't pay much attention to it, but he said he didn't want to eat at noon. I touched his stomach and it was a little bloated, and he kept burping..."

"Why didn't you say so earlier..." Oishi scolded softly.

"Didn't I say that? It's not like I have nothing to do..."

Ding Xirui coughed softly and shifted his focus to the child, "Sister-in-law, what did the child eat yesterday?"

"Normal meals, just rice and porridge..." The sister-in-law suddenly remembered something, "Oh, by the way, I fried last year's old rice yesterday, and he seemed to eat a lot of it. Doctor Ding, is this the reason?"

"It may be because of the fried rice. Fried rice is hard and difficult to digest. Adults can't eat too much, let alone children."

"Why don't you think highly of him?"

"It's easy for you to say that. I still have to wash clothes and cook. If I'm not careful, then..."

The couple started arguing again.

Ding Xirui ignored him and placed his hand on the child's abdomen. "Can you let Dr. Ding touch your belly? It doesn't hurt at all."

"Hmm..." The child was listless and did not object.

Ding Xirui put the egg on the table, rubbed her hands, and lifted his coat. The child's upper abdomen was a little swollen, Ding Xirui patted it gently, and there was a "bang bang" sound. She pressed it slightly, and the child opened his mouth and exhaled.

"Doctor Ding, he keeps burping like this today."

"The child must have indigestion." Ding Xirui said, putting down his coat.

"Brother, take the child to see Doctor Lin. He should be fine after massaging the acupuncture points or giving him acupuncture."

"it is good."

Dashi carried the child on his back, and his sister-in-law supported him from behind, and they returned to the temporary clinic together.

An Yumo was waiting eagerly in the kitchen. When she saw Ding Xirui, she hurried forward. Ding Xirui handed her the eggs and gave her a wink, then led her to the front of the main house. There were still a few people occupying the queue, and when they saw that they were children, they all took a few steps back.

"Thank you." The Oishi couple called people according to their seniority and nodded.

"The child has indigestion." Ding Xirui said.

"Well, sit down."

Lin Mingxuan touched his stomach, asked about the basic situation, and took out a silver needle.

"No..." The child started to make a fuss and Dashi could hardly hold him.

"Be good, it doesn't hurt." Ding Xirui comforted.

"No!" The child cried so shrilly that everyone in the yard was startled.

Lin Mingxuan put away the needle and said, "Press the acupuncture point, but it will take a little longer."

"I understand."

Ding Xirui took two steps outside and said, "Everyone, the child has indigestion and is feeling very uncomfortable. We need to massage him now. If the condition is not urgent, can you please come back after dinner?"

"Okay, it's okay. This is just an old problem of mine." said an old man with a white beard.

"Then come back later."

The people waiting outside the house left one after another.

The sky gradually darkened. Ding Xirui took the lamp, lit it and placed it on the small table.

"Move inside; it's warmer there," she said.

"Ah."

Several people took the small stool to the inner room. Dashi held the child, and Lin Mingxuan grabbed the child's right hand and began to push and rub quickly along the radial edge of the index finger, from the base to the fingertip.