Chen Jingjing's mother was a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, so she grew up under the influence of traditional Chinese medicine. Judging by the smell of the stewing herbs, she felt something wasn't right.
Chen Jingjing decided to go and take a look at what was in the pot. After all, the medicine had to be taken orally, so she had to check on it for the sake of Hua Tang's health.
"Jingjing, you're here?" Hua Tang walked out of the room. "It's just menstrual cramps; you guys treat me like I'm seriously ill. You even went to the trouble to come and see me…"
"For a woman, this is not a small matter," Chen Jingjing smiled. "You don't look well. Is the pain bad right now?"
Hua Tang frowned and said, "Jingjing, can you do me one more favor? Can you help me get two boxes of painkillers from your mother's place?"
