Qin Feng smiled. "This is some medicine I've prescribed for you. I noticed you're quite weak, so I wrote up a prescription. You don't have to brew it into a decoction. Just stew these herbs with pig stomach and trotters—aren't those two of your favorites? Then you can just eat it as you normally would. Think of it as a form of food therapy!"
While treating Juhua's face, he had learned there were many things she couldn't eat. Her favorite dishes were stewed pig stomach and trotters, which were also cheap enough for her to afford.
Juhua listened and said gratefully, "You've gone to so much trouble, Doctor Qin. Should I stew this packet in several batches, or all at once?"
Qin Feng took the packet of medicine, opened it, and told her, "Just use a dozen or so slices each time—no more. Stew it once every five days until it's all gone."
