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

"Then, we might have an argument," said Ding Xirui.

"But didn't we agree on this in advance? There are things to discuss, ideas to express, and it doesn't matter even if there are arguments. What are you worried about?" Lin Mingxuan took her hand.

"Yeah, what am I worried about?" Ding Xirui smiled self-deprecatingly.

In the evening, after Mrs. Ding finished taking the medicine, Ding Xirui served her half a bowl of porridge. The disease came like a mountain, and seeing Mrs. Ding's weak appearance, as a daughter, she felt very distressed.

"Come and take my pulse."

"Ah."

Mother's arm was slightly hot, but better than in the afternoon. Ding Xirui tried to find the location of the pulse, placed his middle finger on the pulse, and let his index finger and ring finger hang down.

"How does it feel?"

"The pulse feels fast and smooth."

"Well, because the body is hot, the blood circulation is also fast, which is the phenomenon of slippery pulse."

"Slippery pulse?"

"Yes, after you finish memorizing the "Tangtou Gejue", you can start reading "Binhu Pulse Science"."

"Okay. Mom's already asleep, let's go out."

"Ah."

The two slowed down their pace, quietly closed the door, and walked back to Ding Xirui's original room. Nanxing was spreading a straw mat on the ground.

"Madam, I went to the storehouse to get the straw mat as you ordered."

"Okay. Nanxing, go to the backyard. You will sleep in Chenpi and his family's house today. Chenxiang has already brought all the bedding over."

"Yes."

Nanxing walked out of the house, looking a little depressed.

"what happened to him?"

"I guess he got frustrated with Chenxiang. I'll ask him when I have time."

"Too."

Ding Xirui took out the bedding and spread it on the straw mat. Lin Mingxuan spread out the bed sheet, and after it was laid out, the two of them simply sat on it.

Ding Xirui lay down and stretched, and Lin Mingxuan lay down beside her.

"You must be very anxious today," he asked.

"Ah."

"Don't worry, your mother-in-law's illness has just started. You discovered it early and took medicine in time. She will be fine." Lin Mingxuan turned sideways and hugged her gently.

"Do patients in the clinic also have this?"

"Yes. If you get treatment in time, you'll be fine, but if you delay it for too long, it will be difficult to cure. When a cold occurs, some people recover after getting through the high fever, but some people suffer damage to their internal organs and have difficulty breathing after the high fever, and they can't get through it."

Even in modern times, the mortality rate of influenza is high, let alone at this time, Ding Xirui sighed. There is no such thing as a happy article. The life of ordinary people is birth, aging, illness and death. Everything is real.

"Are you tired?" Ding Xirui asked.

"I'm a little tired, but I'll be fine after this. Father said that the government's measures this year are more effective than in previous years, and the number of people infected is much less than in previous years. Moreover, the people in the sick ward who make it through are recovering faster. Is it the credit of your tofu and vegetable porridge?"

"Maybe. Although we don't have much money, any help counts." Ding Xirui showed a smile on her face. She leaned over and hugged Lin Mingxuan.

"We have to take good care of ourselves and nothing can happen to us."

"Yeah." He hugged her tighter.

After a long time, Ding Xirui sat up, stood up, and walked back to his bed.

"Go to sleep."

After covering themselves with the quilt and listening to the familiar breathing sounds, they felt sleepy and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, Mrs. Ding's fever had subsided, and Lin Mingxuan and Ding Xirui rushed back to the clinic and continued to be busy.

A middle-aged man pulled the door panel and walked to the door of the clinic. His father was on the door panel.

"Doctor, please save my dad." The man rushed in and knelt on the ground. Lin Mingxuan and Ding Xirui put down the medicine in their hands and hurried over.

The old man's breath was weak, and there was still some blood at the corner of his mouth. Lin Mingxuan opened his eyes and found that his pupils were dilated. He stretched out his hand to feel his pulse, but it was almost undetectable.

"Sorry, please prepare to deal with the aftermath."

"Dad!" The man burst into tears and threw himself on the old man.

Lin Mingxuan endured the pain and said, "Brother, you have to take care of yourself. You can't be infected at this time. When you go home, remember to wash your hands thoroughly and boil your clothes in boiling water. Clean the place where your father lives and don't let anyone live there for a short time. If possible, apply some quicklime milk. Remember to go to the medicine shed to drink medicine."

The man nodded and tried to wipe away his tears with his sleeve.

Ding Xirui stopped him.

"Brother, this disease can enter the body through the mouth, nose, and eyes. Be careful not to touch your face with dirty things."

"Okay, thank you, doctor." The man sobbed and pulled his father away.

This is the third case today, all of them are elderly people.

Ding Xirui suddenly thought of the people in the free clinic area on East Street, and quickly asked, "Are there some elderly people living alone in the area where we provide free clinics?"

Lin Mingxuan was shocked. "When my eldest brother went there last month, he said that some of them had already been admitted to the orphanage, but there were probably a few who were not old enough to move in."

"Then they..."

"After I got sick, I've been busy here and forgot about them. I'm about to get off work today, so I told my father that I should go and see them as soon as possible."

"it is good."

The two of them quickly reported the situation to Master Lin, took the silver needles and medicinal herbs, and ran over there.

As evening approached, smoke rose from some houses, and the two got out of the car in front of Yuan Dasao's house.

Nanxing went forward and knocked on the door: "Mrs. Yuan! Mrs. Yuan!"

"Who is it?" It was Yuan Chunhua's voice.

"It's us, Doctor Lin from Jishidiang."

After a while, the door opened. Yuan Chunhua showed her head wearing a kerchief made from old clothes, probably the work of Yuan's wife.

"Chunhua, how is your family?" Lin Mingxuan asked.

"Doctor Lin, my family is fine at the moment. My father goes to get medicine every day, and we basically don't go out every day."

"Well, Chunhua, can you tell us where the elderly people who live alone live on these streets?"

"Let me think about it. This alley is the third one on the left and the eighth one on the right. The alley next to it is the first one on the left and the last one on the right. There should be no more."

"Okay, thank you Chunhua, close the door."

"Doctor Lin, be careful."

"it is good."

They tied the carriage to the nearest alley, took the herbs, found the third house, and started knocking on the door. But after knocking several times, there was no response, and it was the neighbor across the street who opened the door.

"You are...Oh, Doctor Lin." The man recognized them.

"Doctor Lin, you don't have to knock. I sent Uncle Qin to the sickbed of Huimin Pharmacy today."

"Is Uncle Qin okay?" Lin Mingxuan asked.

"He had a cough, a fever, and couldn't walk. No one was taking care of him. I have children at home and I really couldn't take care of them."

"Thank you, big brother. Do you know the people in that family over there?"

"I don't know about that. That uncle is quite young. However, three families in this alley have already lost someone. Doctor Lin, if you want to go there, be careful."

"Okay, let's go take a look." The few of them said goodbye and walked quickly to the eighth house in the alley.