After feeding the medicine from the small porcelain jar to the three of them, Ma was already exhausted. She looked at the water stains on her hands and felt even more puzzled.
It's not like she hasn't seen medicinal soup before, but why does this medicine look like clear water? Could Beisitian have taken the wrong thing and given them water instead, which is why it acted so fast!
Ma sat on the edge of the kang, leaned against the wall, and dozed off as she thought.
She slept so deeply that she didn't wake up until the sun was high, shining through the window.
Rubbing her eyes, she looked at the three people on the bed and saw that they were still in the same state, with towels on their foreheads and covered with thick blankets, instantly losing hope.
She shouldn't have trusted that young widow!
She was thinking about whether to take the three of them to the health clinic in the town, even if it meant being ripped off, because they still had to treat their illness!
