

I stared at the bottle and she insisted I finish it before I slept. I finished it. Trying to rack my brains to ensure that "Cornu Saigae Tataricae" + winter melon is not remotely related to waterchestnut or I'd end up more swollen than a ripe plum.
Nevertheless, I feel so loved. Happy but embarassed because I didn't know how to react but all I could feel is this warm fuzziness. And she's bringing over cheesy casserole tomorrow can!!
Wah lau... *swooons....* Thank you moley... love love. I could say more but I'm just speechless... I won't expect visits everytime I'm sick with this as presidence but it was sure a lovely surprise on a gloomy day... :)
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