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

Entering the twelfth lunar month, Shi Xing finally caught a cold, and many shops were closed. An Yumo wrote to say that the restaurant would also be closed for five days, not because of Xiao Tang, but because the people who went to the restaurant to eat had infected other employees. However, the An family decided to open a porridge shop near Huimin Pharmacy to provide porridge to the patients.

After reading the letter, Ding Xirui took out the remaining half of the money given by Mr. Zheng, put on a mask, and went to An Yumo's house.

"Xi Rui, the situation in the city is so serious, why are you here?" An Yumo said.

"I want to contribute, too."

"Come inside quickly."

Xiaoqin brought some water for Ding Xirui to wash his hands.

"Have some ginger soup. I made it with ginger and scallion."

"it is good."

Ding Xirui sat down and drank a bowl of ginger soup. She couldn't stand the taste of scallion in the soup. She felt that if this bowl of water was not put in some brown sugar, but two pieces of pork ribs were thrown in, it would be pork rib soup. But the medical book said that scallion can induce sweating and can be used to treat typhoid fever, fever, etc.

When An Yumo saw that she had finished drinking, he handed her a handkerchief.

"My father has bought a lot of rice and is preparing to distribute porridge for five days." An Yumo said.

"Five days of service?" What after that?

"Leave it to the government. Once this happens, the government will intervene. Merchants like us can only do our little bit."

"Well, that's true. Now Huimin Pharmacy has set up medicine sheds and medical rooms both inside and outside the city. People outside the city don't come in, and people inside the city don't go out, which reduces the chance of mutual infection. The only thing is that we are afraid that it will take too long and there will not be enough medicine and food." Ding Xirui said.

"Yes. You came here today and said you wanted to help. Do you want to buy some rice?"

"No, I want to buy some tofu and vegetables and ask you to put them in the porridge when you cook it."

"Why do you want to do this? Tofu and vegetables are more expensive now, and I can't buy as much as before."

"Even if it's more expensive, we have to buy it. The patients admitted to the hospital are the most seriously ill. If they just eat some ordinary white rice porridge, their recovery will be slower. But if they eat some tofu and vegetables, their bodies will get better faster."

Because eating tofu can supplement protein, eating vegetables can supplement vitamins and minerals, the nutrition of white porridge is relatively simple and it is easy to cause stomach acid. You cannot only eat white porridge when you are sick.

"Of course you can. How much do you want to pay?"

"Here are about three taels of silver. Although the price has gone up, it shouldn't be a problem to buy enough for five days. There are about two taels left. I can buy some salt to put in the porridge."

"Okay, five taels of silver is not a small amount. Did you two pay for this money yourselves?" An Yumo took the purse and asked.

"No, this is a thank-you fee from Zheng Shihui's family. Mr. Zheng is very generous and gave me ten taels at once." Ding Xirui made an exaggerated expression.

"You use all of them to make this?" An Yumo widened his eyes.

"Yes, that's what I said when I accepted their thank-you gift. I previously spent about five taels to buy medicinal materials, which have been sent to Huimin Pharmacy. I will give the bill to Mr. Zheng later, and when Shihui successfully loses weight, I will ask him to donate the silver."

"You, why don't you keep some for yourself?" An Yumo asked.

"There are only two of us at home, plus Nanxing and Banxia. The Lin family takes care of our lives, so we don't need so much for the time being. He goes to work in the clinic every day, and he gets a monthly allowance, which I save." Ding Xirui smiled.

"Okay, you can decide your own affairs." An Yumo patted her hands.

The clinic was still very busy. After Ding Xirui finished speaking, he immediately got on the carriage and headed towards the East Market.

In the past few days, many people brought their families to the clinic, and some people died because they could not be treated in time. Jishitang was very busy every day. Ding Xirui went to the back hall to help boil the Ten Gods Soup. According to Mr. Lin's arrangement, the urgent patients took a bowl of medicine directly in the clinic after seeing the doctor, and then went back.

One day, Ding Xirui was helping a patient out of the door when he suddenly saw Chenxiang, who was standing at the door, sweating and panting.

"Chenxiang, did something happen at home?" Ding Xirui hurried over.

Chenxiang nodded and stretched out her hands to gesture. Ding Xirui understood that her mother was sick.

She looked back at the clinic. Lin Mingxuan was taking the patient's pulse. Nanxing and Banxia were helping to serve the medicine in the back hall. She motioned Chenxiang to wait for a moment and walked in. She walked quickly into the backyard, asked Nanxing to drive the carriage, and then returned to the hall. At this time, Lin Mingxuan had finished the consultation and was writing a prescription.

"My mother is sick, so I have to rush home. I'll take Nanxing away first, and Banxia will stay here to help." Ding Xirui said hurriedly.

"Do you want me to accompany you?" Lin Mingxuan was about to get up.

Ding Xirui pushed him back onto the stool and said, "You can't leave now. If the situation is urgent and I need you, I will ask Nanxing to pick you up."

"You must be careful." Lin Mingxuan's eyes were full of worry.

"Ah."

Ding Xirui nodded at him, ran out quickly, and took Chenxiang to get in the carriage.

"Chenxiang, don't be anxious, wipe the sweat first." Ding Xirui took out a handkerchief and handed it to her.

Chenxiang gestured and said that Mrs. Ding fell ill three days ago, with fever, cough, and inability to eat. Mr. Ding had called a doctor and taken medicine, but she was still not getting better. Mr. Ding did not want to tell her, saying that her condition was serious and running around would easily get her infected.

Oh, why do all parents in the world have this "problem"? To be honest, she is the same as a child. She didn't want her parents to know the truth when she was injured last time.

"Mom, nothing will happen, no." Although colds are very common in this era, with doctors to treat and medicines to take, it won't be that easy to get into trouble. Ding Xirui clenched his hands and prayed silently.

When they arrived at the Ding family’s gate, Ding Xirui jumped off the carriage and ran to the inner courtyard, with Chenxiang and Nanxing following closely behind.

"Xirui, why are you back?" Master Ding was walking towards the well with a basin of water. He was surprised when he saw Ding Xirui, but when he saw Chenxiang following behind him, he immediately understood.

"Dad, how is my mother? Is she feeling better?" Ding Xirui walked forward and asked.

"He's still sleeping. You go and check on him. I'll go change the water in the basin." said Mr. Ding.

"Okay." Ding Xirui slowed down, gently pushed open the bedroom door, walked to the bed, and slowly sat down.

Mrs. Ding was lying on the bed, her face a little red, she coughed from time to time, and her breathing was a little rapid.

"Cough cough." She coughed violently, turned sideways, and coughed up a mouthful of bloody phlegm.

"Mom." Ding Xirui was shocked when he saw the blood and hurried forward to support her.

"Mom, are you okay?"

Mrs. Ding opened her eyes, saw her daughter, and smiled.

"Xi Rui, Mom is fine, why are you here?"

"Mom, you just coughed up blood." Ding Xirui started crying.

"Maybe the room is a bit dry. I'll drink some water." Mrs. Ding comforted her.

"No, Mom. Your condition is more serious than an ordinary cold. I'll let Mingxuan come over." Ding Xirui let his mother lie down, walked quickly to the door, opened it, and saw Nanxing and Chenxiang waiting outside the house.

"Nanxing, please go pick up the young master as soon as possible and tell him that my mother may have lung fever caused by the common cold. Ask him to bring some medicine."

"Yes." Nanxing ran away quickly.