"Boiling medicine? What kind of medicine?"
"Herbal medicine! I got a prescription earlier!"
"This... okay!"
Although she knew any kind of herbal medicine was nonsense, she still did not contradict Mao Binghua's wishes...
Because in her opinion, Mao Binghua really didn't have much time left, so it was better to go along with him a little!
Seeing her aunt begin to prepare the clay pot, Gu Xiaoqin realized she hadn't picked up the medicine yet and quickly said, "Uncle, you sit here for now, I'll go get the medicine!"
"Okay! Be careful on the way!"
"Mm!"
Seeing Mao Binghua agree, Gu Xiaoqin quickly ran out with the prescription!
...
In the backyard, Mao Binghua's children watched their mother carefully washing the clay pot and said, "Mom, cancer really can't be cured with medicine, you know that. Let's stop giving dad random medicine, or it will only increase his suffering!"
"Exactly, mom!"
