A young lady who's willing to personally brew medicine for the elderly-come on, with that kind of heart, she can't be a bad person.
Felicia immediately stepped up. "Ma'am, let me do it. Should I pour it into a bowl?"
Leslie nodded.
Felicia, after washing her hands, swiftly poured the decoction into a porcelain bowl-just the right amount for one serving. The bitter aroma filled the room, but surprisingly, it didn't smell all that bad.
"Ma'am, this actually smells pretty good."
She'd had Chinese medicine before, and the usual stench was something only the brave could stomach.
"It's fine now. Felicia, please take it out for Grandpa. No sugar, though. Sugar messes with the effect."
"Got it."
Felicia was quick on the uptake and always knew what to do without being told
