Ji Nan did feel some sympathy for Mo Shu, but dared not neglect Grandpa Wu's words, so she immediately replied, "Yes."
One pill a day...
Mo Shu was almost blinded by the stench of the medicine.
Grandpa Wu, knowing what Mo Shu was like, added, "If she refuses to eat it, call me."
Mo Shu: "..."
Wu.
Such an annoying old man!
But it had to be acknowledged, the stinky pill did have its effects.
The next morning, when Mo Shu got up, she felt a lightness in her body, and her spirit had shifted from a drowsy lethargy to full alertness upon awakening.
Lately, her routine nausea and dry heaves had become daily morning sickness.
Although she didn't throw up much, often just some bile, it was still very nauseating.
Today, however, she didn't feel nauseous at all, let alone vomit; the effect was truly miraculous.
Mo Shu suddenly understood what Grandpa Wu meant by a good thing.
The only downside was that it was incredibly stinky.
