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

"Chenpi, Banxia, ​​let's go."

"Yes."

"Doctor Ding..." Song Wenqian tried to keep him.

"Mr. Song, you will pay the price for your bad ideas and for your own sake. For your sister and your younger sister, please be careful."

Ding Xirui said this, ignored Song Wenqian, and pushed the door open. After getting on the carriage, Banxia pounded the cushion with her hands, muttering and cursing: "Those two people are too cunning, I'm so angry, I'm so angry! And Huang Xu, he really dared to sacrifice himself."

"Yeah, it's a huge investment." Ding Xirui also pounded the cushion.

"Miss, where are we going? Are we going to find Captain Qin?" Chen Pi asked angrily.

"I'm not going." Ding Xirui was deflated. It was too boring. What was the point of reporting to Qin Xiaofeng? Saying that it was all Song Wenqian and Huang Xu's doing, saying that the poisoning was fake, saying that the two of them were colluding to use her, and quickly arresting Song Wenqian and beating him up? It was boring, really boring. Thinking of Song Ruohuan still recuperating at the farm, thinking of Song Hanzhang's slender figure, thinking of Zhang Zihe who would have to rely on this uncle in the future... Oh! Forget it.

"They did drag the Zhang family into this..." Banxia muttered.

"Then where are we going?" Chenpi asked.

"Go..." Where to go? I don't want to go home, I don't want to go to the clinic, "Let's go to the college." Ding Xirui said.

"it is good."

Chenpi drove the carriage through the streets and alleys to the college. The gatekeeper opened the door and led a few people in. The scenery in the courtyard had changed a little. There were more tables and chairs in the pavilion and under the trees by the wall. The windows of the house were wide open, as if to ventilate and dissipate the smell. In the big kitchen, two chefs were hammering and banging.

"Mrs. Lin, the items in the room are almost ready. A few days ago, Miss An sent a blueprint and some kitchen utensils. According to Miss An's request, I asked a master to build a stove and install pots. Then, according to the blueprint, I built some cabinets and made wall storage for future use."

"Well, thank you for your hard work." Ding Xirui nodded. Since the announcement of building the school, she had hardly taken care of it, and it was all up to Zheng Shihui and An Yumo to worry about it.

After looking around, Ding Xirui went to the future "medical classroom". A row of bookshelves, a few small wooden figures, and some medicine cabinets were already placed there, waiting for students to come in and study.

Ding Xirui smiled slightly, thinking that she would have to name each course carefully in the future, and the classroom name should not be sloppy, it should be "faithful, expressive, and elegant". She stroked the bookshelf, slowly recalling the path she had taken: At present, she has organized all the knowledge of nutrition and health management that she learned in that world into books, and in the next two or three months, she will make a suitable textbook for teaching. She has almost finished reading all the books that Lin Mingxuan prescribed for her, and she has memorized the herbal medicine, medicinal properties, soup bases, pulse diagnosis, etc. However, there are more books to read and more medicinal materials to remember. Like now, she learns while practicing, accumulating cases, applying theories, and seeing patients dialectically. In another seven or eight years, she will probably be able to prescribe independently and be able to take charge of her own work.

Seven or eight years, or even longer, Ding Xirui touched her face, until this body is nearly 30 years old. This road was chosen by her, this life was snatched back by her, no matter how difficult it is, she must go on.

The strength that had been taken away seemed to return, and my mind became much clearer.

"Chenpi, let's go." Ding Xirui raised his head.

"Miss, where are we going?"

"Go to the herbal medicine shop, pack some herbs, and go to the farm to see Miss Song tomorrow."

"Okay," Chenpi agreed, "but..." He hesitated to speak.

"But what?" Banxia asked.

"I don't know where their farm is..."

Damn it, he has to go back to find that annoying Song Wenqian!

The next morning, the carriage left the city gate and headed straight for the Song Family Farm. The weather was getting colder and colder, and there were few people on the road. Chen Pi drove the carriage and still felt cold even with a thick blanket wrapped around him. But when he arrived at the farm, he felt warm after walking for a while.

"Where there are hot springs, the atmosphere is indeed different."

The fields were planted with vegetables, covering more than ten acres, and were crystal clear in the sun, lively and dazzlingly green; the forests were still rich, with mature and steady colors, and had not changed much for decades or even hundreds of years. The hot springs were fenced off, and several rows of small houses were built in between. Xiao Bei led a few people inside, and the whole spirit of the people was different.

"Doctor Ding, my daughter can get up and walk now," she said.

Ding Xirui smiled: "That's great. It seems that coming here to recuperate is a good choice."

After sitting down in the main hall, Song Hanzhang supported Song Ruohuan and walked out slowly. Song Ruohuan's face was still pale. She tried to move forward and forced a smile on her face.

"Sister Song." Ding Xirui stood up to greet her and was about to offer his hand to help her, but Song Hanzhang stopped him, "Doctor Ding, Sister can do it."

"Okay." Ding Xirui took a few steps back and couldn't help but stretch out his arms just in case.

"Doctor Ding, it's really okay." Song Hanzhang smiled.

Xiaozhen brought tea with a mixed look of joy and worry on her face.

"Doctor Ding, thank you for your visit." After Song Ruohuan sat down, Song Hanzhang bowed and saluted.

"Miss Hanzhang, that's not necessary." Ding Xirui helped her up. "How is Sister Song's health lately?"

"My sister walks in the courtyard every day and soaks in the hot springs twice. She has regained some strength, but she is still the same as before, rarely speaking."

Ding Xirui looked at Song Ruohuan and wanted to take a step closer to ask, but after hearing what Song Hanzhang said, her nose felt sore. She calmed down a little and looked at Song Ruohuan again. The other party just sat quietly, smiling at her, without saying anything.

She turned to look at Song Hanzhang: "What did the doctor say?"

"Doctor Mo came yesterday and said that my sister's health is recovering. The key is still the knot in her heart." Song Hanzhang's eyes dimmed. "No one can say whether the knot in her heart can be untied. I don't know when my sister wants to speak."

"Take it easy, it will be fine." Ding Xirui patted Song Hanzhang on the shoulder.

"Well, I believe my sister." Song Hanzhang nodded.

"By the way, how is Sister Song's diet these days?"

Song Hanzhang smiled: "I feel much better now, so I have enough strength to walk. Now I just need someone to support me a little bit."

"Yeah," Ding Xirui nodded, "My body has recovered a little, let's adjust our diet."

"It's warm here, and there are all kinds of vegetables. There are also lots of fish and shrimps in the river next to it. The farm also raises chickens. It's very convenient." Xiaozhen said on the side.

"Doctor Ding, will adjusting the diet help to relieve the psychological burden?" Song Hanzhang suddenly asked.

"Of course. There are many factors that affect mood, including various affairs, various relationships, weather, and the body. By adjusting the body through diet, the body will be stretched and relaxed, and the inner grief and depression will be more easily relieved."

"Hmm~" Song Hanzhang nodded thoughtfully and murmured, "No wonder the young master of the Niu family rarely loses his temper since he lost weight. He seems like a different person."

Ding Xirui chuckled: "Yes, just imagine how uncomfortable it must have been for him to walk, sit or lie down."

"Doctor Ding, can you let the young lady go back to her room first? She seems a little tired." Xiaozhen said.

"Okay," Ding Xirui stood up, "It's really tiring to listen to people talking. You can help the young lady go to the yard. The sun is shining brightly. We can look at the trees and listen to the birds singing. It's better than being bored in the house."

"Okay, I understand." Xiaozhen bowed and helped Song Ruohuan walk out slowly.

"Doctor Ding, can I get some paper and pen?" Song Hanzhang was already very familiar with it.

"it is good."

The two of them, one talking and the other writing, soon made a plan. Ding Xirui's focus was very prominent, lean meat, liver, seafood, whole grains, fresh vegetables and fruits. They supplemented iron, high-quality protein and were anti-inflammatory.

"Doctor Ding, aren't the fish and shrimp from the nearby river good enough? Do we have to buy the fish and shrimp from the sea in Jiangjin?"

"Yes, fish from the sea are more helpful to Sister Song, so you have to buy them regularly and eat them once every three to five days." Sea fish contain richer minerals and vitamins. If you are lucky, you can buy deep-sea fish, which will be better for Song Ruohuan.

"Okay, I'll take note of it. I'll send a message to my brother later and ask him to keep an eye out for it."

Hey, Song Wenqian, Ding Xirui couldn't help but move her eyes. She hadn't forgiven the young master of the Song family who designed to use her to achieve his goal.

"Ahem," Ding Xirui said with a serious expression, "All food should be cooked lightly."

"Understood. I'll tell the kitchen."