Reborn and married to a stupid scholar, she has a prosperous husband and multiple children

Lin Shuangshuang drank a mouthful of the delicious donkey meat soup and pointed to the river with satisfaction: "Wild radishes picked from the river."

"I picked a lot of them, so I can pickle them into radish strips and eat them later."

Banda looked at the dozen or so wild radishes piled by the fire, and then at the radish leaves scattered everywhere by the river, and he felt even more favorable towards Lin Shuangshuang.

This girl is definitely a good woman who knows how to live a good life. It will be a blessing to marry her.

What a pity, this is the woman who was meant to be given to the national teacher.

Dawa also asked: "Little sister, what seasoning did you add to this meat? Why is it so delicious?"

Lin Shuangshuang also said: "I picked them by the river. I know medicine and can tell which grass is poisonous and which is not."

"Many herbs not only have the effect of curing diseases, but can also be used as seasoning to remove the fishy smell in meat."

"You also know medical skills?" Banda looked surprised.

Lin Shuangshuang nodded: "Yes, my grandfather is an old Chinese doctor, and I have been learning medicine from him since I was a child."

"Banda, I can cure your headache."

Banda was even more shocked: "You...how do you know I have a headache?"

"Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes observation, auscultation, questioning and palpation. I see you rub your forehead frequently and sometimes pound it unbearably. I think you must have a headache."

Banda smiled and said, "Little sister, you are amazing."

"I have been suffering from this headache for a long time. Can you really cure it?"

"That's natural."

"But I don't have any herbs right now. I only have the painkiller pills I brought with me. They can temporarily relieve your pain. If you want to cure it completely, you will need acupuncture and herbal medicine."

"Brother Banda, next time you have a headache, you can take one pill. It will take effect in about half an hour."

Dawa glanced at Banda, who smiled and said nothing.

They didn't trust Lin Shuangshuang, so how could they take the medicine she gave them?

"You are a really good cook."

"You can make such delicious food on this prairie. If you were given a kitchen, wouldn't you make a whole table of delicious food?"

"Of course." Lin Shuangshuang looked proud. She was quite confident in her cooking skills.

"This is even without enough seasoning. It's still a little worse than what I usually make."

"But on the grassland, being able to eat these is already satisfying."

Lin Shuangshuang said this as she started to eat in small bites. Although she was extremely hungry, she didn't dare to wolf it down.

After all, she had been hungry for a whole day, and she was afraid that she would have a stomachache if she ate a lot of meat that was hard to digest.

"Girl, how did you cook this wild vegetable? It tastes much better than boiled ones."

"Tsk, that's great, these wild vegetables can be made into delicious food."

Lin Shuangshuang smiled and said, "This is stir-frying, not boiling."

Stir-frying was not popular even in the Yu Dynasty, let alone in the uncivilized wild lands.

"I used the fat from the donkey meat to make oil, then stir-fried it with wild garlic and served it quickly."

When everyone listened to Lin Shuangshuang's description of the cooking process, they felt that her cooking skills were extraordinary.

"I really want to kidnap you and bring you home to cook for me."

"Alas, what a pity, you are the woman who was to be presented to the Imperial Master. I won't have the good fortune to enjoy you in the future."

Banda said this and took a big bite of the barbecue, as if to vent his anger.

I won’t have the chance to eat it later, so I have to eat more today.

It seemed that everyone thought so, and they all lay on the ground, holding their stomachs and burping.

At night, Lin Shuangshuang cooked another pot of donkey meat soup. Everyone felt that the soup alone was not enough, so they asked, "Is the donkey meat hot pot you mentioned easy to make?"

"It's easy to do. You can do it if you have the face."

"Dawa, do we have noodles?"

"No, only jerky."

Banda looked disappointed and said, "When we get to the next tribe tomorrow, we must buy some flour."

At night, Banda had a headache, and this time it seemed to be more severe.

When everyone saw him rolling on the ground with his head in his hands, they all ran over to check what was going on.

"Banda, what's wrong with you?"

"Ah... my head hurts... it hurts so bad..."

Banda rolled over and hit his head hard with his hands.

“Ah… it hurts… um…”

"Little Sister Lin, you know medical skills, come and take a look at him."

Lin Shuangshuang stepped forward to feel his pulse, then spread her hands and said, "This is an old illness."

"I don't have any medicine or needles right now, so there's nothing I can do."

"Didn't you say you brought painkillers and hemostatics with you that would be helpful for his headache?"

Lin Shuangshuang nodded: "Of course it is useful, but don't you guys not believe me?"

"Aren't you afraid that I might poison you?"

When Dawa heard this, he hesitated, not knowing what to do.

Banda was in so much pain that he held his head and growled, "Give me the medicine quickly."

"If I am poisoned to death, let them rape you and then kill you, so that you can be buried with me."

"Give me the medicine."

Lin Shuangshuang took out two ibuprofen capsules from her sleeve and handed them to Dawa: "Just take one."

Banda looked at the two small pills in his hand, a little unconvinced: "Just one pill?"

What kind of miracle medicine is this?

He had never seen a medicine that worked just by taking one pill.

He had also seen the medical skills of the Dayu Dynasty. As far as he knew, even a minor cold would require seven or eight days of continuous drinking of herbal medicine to be effective.

Can a pill really cure Banda's severe headache?

Dawa had a fierce look on his face and murderous eyes: "You'd better make sure this isn't poison, or I'll make you live a life worse than death."

Lin Shuangshuang was speechless: "Let him eat quickly, the sooner he eats the better."

"Otherwise, let him continue to be in pain."

Dawa was helpless. Seeing that Banda was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, he could only give him a try. He fed him the pills and then helped him swallow them with water.

After taking the medicine, Banda still cried out in pain.

Banda's murderous intent became even more serious: "Why is he still in pain?"

"..."

"This isn't a miracle drug, how can it work immediately?"

"It will take at least half an hour for the effect to take effect."

"If it's ordinary medicine, he won't be cured in seven or eight days, let alone half an hour."

"My medicine is good enough, but it can't be taken as a panacea."

Dawa glared at Lin Shuangshuang fiercely, his eyes full of warning, and then waited quietly.

After about a cup of tea, Banda's shouting became less loud.

After another stick of incense had passed, Dawa stopped shouting.

Dawa walked closer and saw that he was actually asleep.

"Is he asleep or in a coma?"

Lin Shuangshuang walked closer to check: "Falling asleep."

"He was in pain for a long time, and his energy was exhausted, so he naturally fell asleep."

"Otherwise you can try to feel his breathing and see if his breathing is even and his brows are relaxed."

"If you really don't believe it, wake him up and ask him if it still hurts."

Dawa didn't trust Lin Shuangshuang, so after checking Banda's breathing with his hand, he still woke him up.

"Banda, Banda, wake up."

Banda felt someone shaking him. He opened his eyes blearily and met Dawa's anxious eyes.