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

Ding Xirui and Lin Mingxuan slowly walked back to the temporary clinic. Looking at the curls of smoke rising everywhere, they felt even more pity for "Skinny Monkey". His home should have been like this.

From a distance, An Yumo walked out of the alley, saw the two of them, and waved: "Doctor Lin, Xi Rui, you are back, let's eat."

"Okay." Ding Xirui smiled and waved in response.

Lunch was shepherd's purse noodles. An Yumo chopped the shepherd's purse into small pieces, rolled it into a large dough sheet, and then cut it into triangles. It was simple but delicious. On a slightly cold winter day, a bowl of hot soup noodles soothes the heart. Yuan Sansheng was a little tired. He picked up the bowl and felt that it was full of copper coins.

"Brother Yuan, I think you should have collected most of the money." Lin Mingxuan asked.

Yuan Sanxing swallowed the food in his mouth and said, "Yes, I looked through the books and found that there are only about ten houses left. Wait a little in the afternoon. If he doesn't come, Chenpi and I will knock on the door to remind him."

Chenpi had finished his bowl of noodles and was slurping the soup. "Mr. Yuan, you take a rest. I'll go." He put down the bowl, with a piece of vegetable leaf on the corner of his mouth. Everyone else couldn't help laughing. Banxia pointed at the corner of his mouth, and Chenpi blushed and silently lowered his head to wipe the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Chenpi, you don't have to accommodate me. I will take a dose of medicine after my meal, and I will be fine." Yuan Sansheng said.

"Brother Yuan," Lin Mingxuan patted his arm, "Let Xiaohu and Chenpi go, I have something else I want to ask you for help with."

Yuan Sanxing felt a little uncomfortable at first, but when he heard "there are other things", he quickly recovered. "Mingxuan, go ahead."

"Lord Li left in a hurry, and only told the village head to plow the land and plant golden hairpin and shepherd's purse. You haven't told the villagers about the ground vegetable you found the other day. Brother Yuan, why don't you draw a picture of the ground vegetable and write down the cooking method..."

"Yumo, help too. Tell me how to make shepherd's purse, and let Brother Yuan write it down together." Ding Xirui interrupted. An Yumo nodded at her and blinked.

"Okay, I'll do it after I finish my meal." Yuan Sansheng nodded, picked up the bowl and continued to eat noodles.

Yuan Sanxing's epilepsy must be carefully maintained. When pushing the cart on the mountain road, Lin Mingxuan regretted agreeing to come with him. Therefore, he must not overwork himself. If he gets sick and cannot be treated in time, it will be too late to regret. Ding Xirui understood this deeply.

After lunch, Ding Lin and his partner went to Ma Liang's house to give acupuncture to Ma's wife's arm. Ma Liang's yard had not changed much from the previous two days, except that there was an extra rack in front of the house with radish leaves drying on it.

Ma Liang squinted his eyes and basked in the sun on the west side of the house. Ma Dasao and Ah Fei were also beside him, but the two of them cooperated with each other, as if they were sewing clothes. Hearing the movement, Ma Liang opened his eyes.

"Doctor Lin, Doctor Ding." He took his hands out of his sleeves and hunched his back, like any old man basking in the sun on the street in winter.

"Doctor Ding, Doctor Lin." Mrs. Ma smiled, put down the needle in her hand, and took a step forward with Ah Fei.

"Sister-in-law, do you do needlework?" Ding Xirui felt puzzled.

Mrs. Ma smiled and said, "Yes, the fingers on my right hand can move a little. Ah Fei can help."

"Thanks to Doctor Lin for the treatment these days." Ma Liang smiled apologetically.

Lin Mingxuan looked at Ma Dasao's right arm, a trace of relief and satisfaction appeared on his face: "Okay, let's continue with acupuncture today and take medicine on time in the evening."

"Okay, Doctor Lin, please come in." Ma Liang stretched out his hand and pushed the door to welcome the guest, but his wife did not follow. Ding Xirui turned his head and saw Ma's wife walking out of the kitchen with a pot of water in her left hand.

"Let me help you." Ding Xirui turned back.

"Doctor Ding, no need, I have enough strength." Ma Dasao raised her right hand slightly and moved her fingers slightly. Ah Fei came over and carried the kettle with his mother.

Ding Xirui smiled slightly and felt warm in his heart.