"Aunt Qiu, the medicine is gone. I can't do anything about it. It's very complicated to make the pill, and I don't have the herbs needed."
Su Qing's attitude towards Aunt Qiu was pretty good, but her meaning was the same: no medicine.
Aunt Qiu had no other options left. Seeing Su Qing's serious expression, it was possible that the medicine had run out. However, she couldn't just leave her daughter like that.
She continued to beg Su Qing, "Then what medicine do you need? Should I gather it?"
"A lot of herbs are needed to make the pill, and they are not easy to collect. I have a prescription that can stop diarrhea, and it only needs four herbs: 300 grams of white atractylodes, 200 grams of white peony root, 100 grams of orange peel, and 200 grams of radix sileris. Boil it in water and take it," Su Qing said.
