The doctor wrote a prescription, but Gu Zhong stared at it, at a complete loss. It was already this late, and the city gates were closed. Where could he possibly get the medicine?
The doctor had no solution either. After a moment's thought, he gave them a bottle of pills. "One pill at a time. Crush it into a powder and feed it to her."
Shanzimama paid the consultation fee, and Gu Rong drove the doctor away in the cart.
Gu Zhang said, "I still have some antiseptic medicine left. I'll have my eldest son bring it over in a bit. Use that for now. First thing tomorrow morning, when the city gates open, hurry and get the prescription filled, then come back and brew the medicine."
Shanzimama and Shanzi stood by the door, not daring to leave. Shanzimama whispered, "My son caused this mess. Give the prescription to him. Have him go get the medicine tomorrow."
Gu Zhong's face was grim. He said nothing.
Gu Zhang then handed the prescription to Shanzi.
