Mrs. Queena didn't comment. When the medicine was decocted, she let Rose drink it while it was still warm.
Then, she gave the porridge she brought over to Rose and her daughter.
At noon, Mrs. Queena was worried that Rose and her daughter did not have food to eat. After her meal, she planned to go over and help Rose make food. Who knew that when she got there, she would see Rose busy herself in the kitchen?
"You can get up?" she asked in surprise.
Rose smiled and nodded. "I think I recover. I didn't poop once this morning."
"I feel a little stronger now."
Mrs. Queena had seen how ill Rose was yesterday with her own eyes. Her face was pale and she did not even have the strength to sit on the toilet bucket. She had to help her up.
She had only taken two times of medicine and was almost fully recovered.
Mrs. Queena had to admit that eating soil was useful.
No, Brittany's medical skills were really good.
