Nan Quanyou's face was extremely ashen, he looked rather feeble, all he could manage was a weak statement: "My leg is just hurting terribly."
"The analgesic powder isn't helping the pain?" questioned Nan Feng.
"It's provided some alleviation," Nan Quanyou replied.
Observing his frail state, Nan Feng refrained from probing further. Just then, a young medical apprentice handed her several packets of medicine and advised, "Take one packet per day, brewed with water. Drink it three times a day, continuously for three days. Remember to come back every afternoon for a fresh batch of medicine. Doctor An does not keep people waiting, if you're late, he'll attend to other patients. These conditions do not favor your father's leg recovery."
"Understood, thank you, young man," Nan Feng thanked the medical apprentice.
