By now, Ding Hui had already brought out the medicine.
Thick and yellow, it looked just like dirt thrown into water and boiled haphazardly.
If it weren't for the fact that Ding Hui was the one carrying it, Fang Yu would've thrown it away immediately.
It didn't look like something people should drink.
"What is this stuff, is it reliable?"
Fang Yu cautiously asked but received a stern glance from Ding Hui.
It was as if she was saying you could question her intentions, but not her skills.
This is her livelihood after all!
Fang Yu decisively shut his mouth.
Ding Hui put down the soup medicine, scooped out a little.
She blew on it a few times to cool it down, then instructed Fang Yu to sit his sister upright and fed her the medicine.
After one gulp, his sister, who had been limp as mud, indeed looked a bit better.
After a few more sips, his sister slowly regained her strength.
"Thank you, Doctor Ding!"
