Speaking, Old Madam Baili blamed the maid again, "Stop trying to avoid the issue here, the previous prescriptions didn't work, which is why we invited another doctor."
The maid, scolded, dared not say more, "Yes, Old Madam."
Li Yuzhu started writing the prescription, it was nothing but some common medicine for treating colds.
The names of the medicines were all peculiar and exotic, these medicines in her space couldn't be bought by outsiders.
After finishing the prescription, Li Yuzhu took out dozens of packets of various medicines from her backpack.
There were ready-to-use proprietary Chinese medicines in porcelain bottles, there were Western medicine tablets and Chinese medicine pills, none required boiling herbs.
The maid looked at the small bottles and jars on the table, her expression puzzled, without a hint of belief in Li Yuzhu's intentions.
