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

"If dry skin is caused by dry lungs, how to treat it?" Lin Mingxuan asked.

"Take decoctions that nourish yin and clear the lungs, such as Qingfei Yihuo Decoction and Shashen Maidong Decoction. If it is caused by kidney yin deficiency, you can take Liuwei Dihuang Decoction for conditioning. In short, solve the root problem first."

Lin Mingxuan smiled and said, "They all learned how to answer quickly."

"People with blood deficiency have weak pulses, and what about people with dry lungs?"

"If the yin is deficient and the lungs are dry, the pulse will be thin and rapid. If the lungs are dry and the spleen is damp, the pulse will be floating on the right and astringent on the left."

"Yeah." Lin Mingxuan nodded and raised his sleeves a little higher. Ding Xirui smiled and stayed in that small piece of shade with peace of mind.

After staying for many days, they were about to leave for Lan County. When they came back, it would be the New Year. The An family's carriage was waiting at the city gate early. An Yumo lifted the curtain and looked forward to it. When the Lin family's carriage appeared, she couldn't help but jump out.

Seeing her, Ding Xirui also got out of the car, and Banxia followed closely.

"Xi Rui, are you okay? My senior brother doesn't let me go to see you. I want to go, but I'm afraid of causing trouble for you. I've been enduring it for several days..." An Yumo said in a low voice.

"It's okay, Yumo." Ding Xirui felt relieved and surprised. How much did Qin Xiaofeng reveal to An Yumo? An Yumo's personality has really changed. She used to be so reckless.

"Xi Rui, can you..." An Yumo looked at her car, "I have something else to tell you."

"Okay."

Ding Xirui turned around and said a few words to Lin Mingxuan, then pulled An Yumo and Banxia into the An family carriage.

"Xi Rui, I saw Doctor Lin in the tavern a few days ago." An Yumo said impatiently, "He was with a woman."

"Hmm?" Ding Xirui and Banxia looked at each other, then turned to look at An Yumo, "He was drinking with a woman?"

"Yes, the two were still talking and laughing. I got angry when I saw them... You were still in Qinglong Temple at that time. How could Doctor Lin do that?"

Ding Xirui was a little confused. She believed that Lin Mingxuan drank to relieve his sorrow, but it was still a little outrageous to look for a woman.

"I don't think the young master would..." Banxia looked at the carriage behind.

"Yumo, what does that woman look like?" Ding Xirui asked.

"It was already dark, and the candlelight in the tavern was dim, so I couldn't see clearly. However, there was a zither on the table. It should be someone performing in the tavern. No matter what, Doctor Lin can't drink and have fun..." Thinking of the scene at that time, An Yumo was furious: "I shouldn't have listened to Xiaoqin at that time. I should have rushed in to ask clearly."

"Miss..." Xiaoqin felt aggrieved.

"I roughly know who it is." Ding Xirui grabbed her and said, "That's Miss Liu, a patient from a few years ago. It's nothing."

"A patient? Why meet a patient in a bar, and a woman at that? Aren't you being shy about that?" An Yumo still felt indignant.

"It's okay, Yumo, believe me, Dr. Lin is fine, and that girl is also very good." Ding Xirui held her hand, "Don't worry, if he gets entangled with other women and does something wrong, I will divorce him immediately and will never let him go!"

An Yumo breathed a sigh of relief. "I don't doubt Doctor Lin. It's just that anyone who saw that scene would find it unusual. I'm just worried that you'd be wronged."

"I won't let myself down." Ding Xirui stood up, sat next to An Yumo, and hugged her. "Thank you, Yumo, for thinking of me all the time."

"It's good that you know." An Yumo patted her, "But I'm still angry. He actually let you go to Qinglong Temple alone."

"Young Madam, I also..." Banxia joined in. She had heard a lot from Nanxing and knew that Ding Xirui had suffered a great injustice.

Alas, having these two little sisters around brings comfort and warmth, but I have to spend a lot of time and effort to comfort them.

"I'm going to Qinglong Temple to do serious business and I don't need anyone." Ding Xirui picked and chose, and told what she had said to Lin Mingyuan and his wife. She also repeatedly explained that it was she who proposed to go alone and it had nothing to do with Lin Mingxuan. She comforted the two again and again, and finally calmed their emotions.

The carriage sped along and stopped under a big tree at noon. Lin Mingxuan got off the carriage first and moved out the hot water kettle and food. Nanxing took down the hot pot rack and asked Xiaohu for help to move it to the river not far away.

"It's winter now. Let's go make a hot meal." Ding Xirui pulled An Yumo and the others over.

The river narrowed significantly in winter. The stones that were visible across the water in summer were now underfoot. The traces of the flowing water were still there, covered with layers of white, and the dense moss dyed the stones. Nanxing picked up some and made a stove shape, and placed the pot on it. Xiaohu and his friends went to the nearby woods to pick up some firewood. Ding Xirui and An Yumo washed the vegetables and rice and put them aside, waiting for the water to boil before putting them in the pot.

Smoke from the cooking stove was rising, the aroma of rice was everywhere, the wind was a little cool, but with the warm sunshine, it didn't feel cold.

An Yumo picked up the spoon and stirred it in circles. After about a quarter of an hour, she scooped a spoonful of porridge, looked at it, nodded with satisfaction, and asked Nanxing to turn off the heat.

"It's time to eat!" Nanxing shouted, mumbling to himself. He looked around, but didn't see Lin Mingxuan, and Ding Xirui didn't seem to be here either.

"Young Master! Young Madam!" He was a little anxious and shouted a few times. Banxia, ​​who was washing dishes, heard the shouting and ran over.

"Your young master and young mistress have abandoned you." Xiaohu and Xiaobao said with a smile.

"Brother Xiaohu, stop teasing me. I'm unfamiliar with this area and I'm really worried something might happen." Nanxing said as he ran a few steps toward the hillside.

Two figures appeared.

"Nanxing, we are here!" Lin Mingxuan waved his hand. He was holding up his clothes, and he didn't know what he was holding. Nanxing hurriedly trotted forward to help.

"Master, this is..." Nanxing felt that it looked familiar.

"This is the fruit of the Chinese tallow tree." Ding Xirui said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, it can be used to make candles." Nanxing remembered that when he was a child, he saw villagers making it, and there were merchants coming to the village to buy it, and they could exchange it for a lot of money.

"That's right, there are several tung trees over there. Let's pick some more after we finish our meal." Ding Xirui continued.

"In addition to making candles, Chinese tallow tree has other uses. Nanxing, you have learned all of this before. Tell us about it." The examiner Lin Mingxuan came again. Ding Xirui walked slowly while looking at Nanxing.

"Master, oil extracted from Chinese tallow tree can treat sores. Fresh Chinese tallow tree pounded into powder can treat eczema. Also..."

"Anything else?" Lin Mingxuan stepped on a stone, his body swayed and he almost fell down.

"Master, please be careful." Nanxing quickly supported him.

"Don't interrupt, keep talking." Lin Mingxuan has stabilized his body.

"The leaves of the Chinese tallow tree can be used to dye cloth. What else can it be used for... I can't remember." Nanxing scratched his head.

"You say it." Lin Mingxuan looked at Ding Xirui.

"Boiled in water, the seeds of the Chinese tallow tree can cure chapped hands and feet. If a bamboo thorn has pierced the flesh, you can add some cold rice to the seeds of the Chinese tallow tree, mash them up and apply the mixture on the skin, and the thorn will soon come out on its own..." Ding Xirui felt that the former was more reliable, while the latter sounded like a folk remedy and he didn't know if it would work.

"Well, Nanxing, you have to work harder in the future." Lin Mingxuan freed one hand and tapped him.

"Yes." Nanxing curled his lips, but was convinced.

Finally, he got down the hill and put down his spoils. Ding Xirui looked back and saw that the branches were full of Chinese tallow trees, like stars and snow, white and beautiful.

"Let's go eat." Lin Mingxuan took her hand.

Looking at the mountains and rivers, listening to the birds singing, a picnic is always more delicious than having a meal at the table. A pot of porridge is quickly cleaned up.

"Xi Rui, what did you two just talk about? What kind of good thing is that?" An Yumo asked.

"It can be used to make candles. Unfortunately, we can't find rush now. We have to buy it at the market," Ding Xirui replied.

"As doctors, how come you have to learn so much?" An Yumo wondered.

Ding Xirui smiled, and Lin Mingxuan also pursed his lips.

"Yumo, doctors don't learn this. I read it in a book." Ding Xirui took her hand and said, "Let's go. Anyway, these trees have no owner. Let's go pick some more."

"Okay, wait for me to get a piece of cloth."

Everyone went to the hillside again with great interest. Nanxing picked up a long wooden stick and hit it at the high place. Xiaohu shook the tree, and the fruits fell down one after another, just like falling snow, but it was a little painful when they hit the body.

In the evening, we arrived in Lan County.