A quarter of an hour later, Lin He, whose legs were weak when he walked, was carried out of the carriage by Li Changhui, and nervously placed on the stool in front of the doctor.

Probably because it was still Chinese New Year, the medical center was relatively deserted.

After all, most people are still superstitious. During the Chinese New Year, if you don’t want to go to places like medical clinics, the meaning is not very good, and it is more taboo. Even if you feel a little uncomfortable, you would rather endure it.

Even the doctor was called by the drug boy who hurried to the backyard after seeing the patient.

"What's going on here?"

The doctor motioned Lin He to put his wrist on the pulse pillow while asking about the situation.

"We came from Yonghe Town, and we were going to the county seat, but within two hours of our departure, my wife vomited badly and felt very dizzy. I used to go to the county often, but I never did this before."

Li Changhui stood beside Lin He, with one arm around her back, supporting Lin He's shoulder, so that she could half lean on him, which would be more comfortable.

The doctor nodded to show that he understood, then signaled Lin He to change hands, finally looked at her tongue, then looked at her eyes, took the pen and ink, and prepared to write a prescription.

"This lady's health is not very good, she must have suffered when she was young, and she has improved her health in recent years."

Before Lin He could speak, Li Changhui nodded and said, "It's true that my wife didn't have enough to eat before the age of 15, and she often suffered from hunger and cold. In the last three or four years, she took a good rest."

Lin He's health has not been very good. Even though he has been taking good care of it for the past few years, he has never had a cold, but his body is still a little weak. He drinks a few tonics almost every year, but the effect does not seem to be great.

The doctor was not surprised: "I can see that the root cause of the disease from childhood is indeed difficult to cure, but the pulse of the madam looks good, and it should be fine after a few more years of care."

Li Changhui was standing where he could see the prescription, and frowned slightly.

Although he doesn't know medical skills, he has grown a lot of herbs in the field in the past few years. He also took this opportunity to ask someone to find a few medical books, and read them when he has nothing to do.

The prescription is neither a tonic nor a cure for wind-cold symptoms, but a prescription for promoting qi and relieving depression.

"Doctor, why is this prescription promoting Qi and relieving depression?"

Just after handing over the prescription to the drug boy, the doctor who asked the drug boy to grab the medicine was a little surprised: "You know the prescription and have studied medicine?"

Li Changhui shook his head: "That's not true. In the past two years, we have been growing medicinal herbs at home, so I asked someone to find some books on medicinal herbs. In the doctor's prescription just now, several flavors are for improving Qi and relieving depression."

He thought that Lin He was sick, that's why he vomited and fainted, didn't he?
The doctor glanced at Li Changhui appreciatively: "Young man is right, your madam, your health is fine, but stagnation of liver qi and stagnation of spleen and stomach qi are obviously caused by overthinking."

"Overthinking?" Li Changhui was surprised this time, and even looked at Lin He in disbelief: "Why?"

The family has been running smoothly for the past few years, and the wine has brought them almost tens of thousands of taels of silver every year, so it can be said that they don't have to worry about eating and drinking.

The arrangements in the county are also in an orderly manner, and the farms in the town don't have to worry about it at all. It can be said that there is nothing to worry about at all.

How could you overthink it?

No matter how you look at it, absolutely not, and there shouldn't be anything to worry about, right?

Even if they don't do anything in the future, they can guarantee that they will have no worries about food and clothing.

However, because of the doctor's words, Lin He had a dazed expression, which did not seem to be fake.

The doctor didn't know what was going on in Li Changhui's mind, so he just smiled and said: "It can be seen that the relationship between the two is very good, but this lady hasn't given birth yet, maybe it's because of this that I started to worry?"

With that said, both of them were taken aback, and Lin He was even more embarrassed, why did he talk about the child again?
In the past few years, people around her have been inquiring intentionally or unconsciously, asking her why she hasn't had children yet, whether it's the eldest aunt and several cousins, or the neighbors who are already familiar with her.

No one had asked Li Changhui, so Li Changhui didn't react when he heard this at first.

Shaking his head after a while: "It can't be the reason."

But Lin He didn't refute the matter of overthinking, but Li Changhui understood it.

As for what was going on, he didn't even notice it. Naturally, it was impossible for the doctor to know, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Fortunately, the doctor didn't ask too much, after all, it was a couple's business.

At this moment, Li Yu came to the door of the hospital: "Father, mother, are you okay?"

Well, well, Lin He is also a little bit superstitious, so the three children are all guarding the carriage outside, and they are not allowed to come to the medical clinic.

"It's okay, take a look at the nearby inn. Let's rest for one night and start tomorrow."

Lin He's reaction today is obviously not suitable for traveling. If it is not good tomorrow morning, they will not go to the lantern festival and go home directly.

Li Yu also saw that his mother was resting for a while, and now her complexion is much better, and she is relieved a lot: "Oh, good."

But the doctor was a little surprised: "Your sons are already this old?"

Li Changhui nodded and didn't speak. It happened that the drug boy was grabbing the medicine. Li Changhui gave the money and helped Lin He to leave. He was very careful. When he went out, he specially told him, "Be careful."

The doctor shook his head: "And said it's not because of the child, which woman doesn't want to have a child of her own."

The doctor claimed to have a very low voice, but Li Changhui and Lin He were not ordinary people, so they could naturally hear him talking to himself clearly.

Lin He, who was otherwise fine, staggered. Fortunately, Li Changhui kept supporting her, otherwise she would have fallen down.

Not wanting to listen to the doctor's nonsense anymore, Lin He even felt that his strength had returned, and hurried to the carriage.

Li Yu took the medicine from his father, and asked with concern: "What's the matter, mother, what's wrong?"

Seeing that Li Changhui was about to speak, Lin He hurriedly answered: "I'm fine, I just caught a cold, just take some medicine and rest."

She didn't want her children to know that she was sick because of thinking too much.

Li Changhui glanced at her, didn't reveal anything, but motioned Li Yu to drive the carriage and go to the inn first.

After a while, the family settled down in the inn. Li Changhui found Xiao Er and asked him to take Li Yu to make medicine. Although he knew that nothing would happen, he was instinctively vigilant and asked Li Yu to watch.

The other two children guarded Lin He and cared for a long time, but finally Li Changhui sent them away to see how the elder brother's boiled medicine was doing.

After the children left, Lin He, who was already much more comfortable leaning on the bed, felt his scalp tingle when he saw Li Changhui close the door.

Seeing Li Changhui approaching, Lin He smiled dryly: "Brother Hui, don't be so serious, I'm fine now."

Li Changhui ignored her, just sat by the bed: "Tell me, what are you worried about?"

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