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After the maid left, Old Madam Xu further explained,“Actually, I’ve already gotten the loquat syrup. One of the Yuan girls helped this thick-skinned old woman get a jar. My husband has already taken it for a few days, and his coughing has improved somewhat—especially right after taking it. He said his throat felt clear, and it was much easier to breathe.”
“I see,” Yun Shi breathed a sigh of relief.
Madam Xu continued, “So today, I came for two reasons: first, to consult your daughter about this loquat syrup; and second, to ask if I might purchase some more. My husband has been struggling with this illness for years—completely curing it won’t be easy. I’m afraid one jar won’t be enough.”
While they were speaking, Wei Ruo was brought in by Cuiping.
“This is Madam Xu,” Yun Shi said to Wei Ruo.
Wei Ruo bowed to Madam Xu and greeted her, “Greetings, Madam.”
“Ah, good child, good child,” Old Madam Xu said with a face full of smiles.
After the greetings, following Yun Shi’s instructions, Wei Ruo took a seat in an empty spot nearby.
Then Old Madam Xu expressed her gratitude to Wei Ruo, “Young lady of the Wei family, thanks to your loquat syrup, my husband’s throat has improved a little.”
“There’s no need to be so polite, Madam. If it helps Mr. Xu, then that’s what matters most,” Wei Ruo replied.
“Yes, but this old woman still has a few questions for you—would that be alright?”
“Please feel free to ask, Madam. I’ll answer whatever I know,” said Wei Ruo.
“Here’s the thing, my husband’s illness has lasted for years. There’s been some improvement since he started taking your loquat syrup, but of course, it can’t be cured that quickly. The first time he took it, he felt his throat was especially clear, but then the effect faded a bit. So he couldn’t help but want to drink more. I didn’t dare let him overdo it, so I wanted to ask—Miss Wei, what’s the maximum amount of loquat syrup he can take in a day?”
“Although loquat syrup isn’t as strictly dosed as traditional Chinese medicine, it still must not be consumed like tea or water. Take one spoonful each time, mixed with hot water. No more than five spoonfuls per day,” Wei Ruo answered.
Upon hearing this, Old Madam Xu said, “I’ve taken note. I’ll go back and tell my husband, and set proper guidelines for him.”
Wei Ruo gave a faint smile.
Old Madam Xu then asked again, “This illness of my husband has persisted for a long time. Is there any hope for a complete recovery by drinking this loquat syrup?”
Wei Ruo replied, “That’s really hard to say. Since it is a chronic illness, it certainly won’t be cured so quickly. And because everyone’s constitution is different, the recovery varies as well, so I don’t dare make a rash conclusion. But since there has been some effect these past few days, then it’s worth continuing to try. Even if it can’t be fully cured, it should at least help alleviate the symptoms.”
Wei Ruo hadn’t even seen Old Mr. Xu in person, let alone taken his pulse or examined him, so naturally she didn’t know the outcome.
“What Miss Wei says is very true,” Old Madam Xu agreed, and then sighed with emotion, “My husband is getting up there in years. People who live to our age don’t ask for much anymore, just to spend the remaining days in comfort. It’s pitiful—my husband has long suffered this chronic illness. Now that we finally have a method to ease it, even if it can’t be completely cured, as long as he can feel more at ease in daily life and not suffer so much, both he and I would be quite content.”
Wei Ruo nodded in understanding.
As she spoke, Old Madam Xu looked at Wei Ruo with a troubled expression: “It’s just if this loquat syrup needs to be taken long-term…”
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