Dou Zhu'er started to think carefully, and Manbao stood up, saying, "You think about it, I'll go get you some ointment."
Manbao returned to the consultation table and nodded reassuringly at the anxious old lady, smiling, "Don't worry, I'll prescribe you a formula. It includes an ointment, apply it morning and evening after you get back, and take some medicine to see how it goes."
Manbao wrote out the prescription and wrote another medicine's name on a separate piece of paper, "Give this paper to Young Manager Zheng, and have him send a box of ointment to me."
Manbao decided to apply the ointment on Dou Zhu'er first to test it out, then she took a white cloth strip inside, wrapped it around her after applying the medicine, "How is it, did you think of anything?"
