A'niu came to his senses and quickly extended his hand, "Please, Hong Yu, how much of these herbs do you really have—I'll take as much as you've got?"
"Quit the chatter and treat the illness first." Now that the two of them had become acquainted, Hong Yu dispensed with the pleasantries.
A'niu understood that Hong Yu still didn't fully trust him; once he cured her thoroughly, everything would be up for discussion.
"Hong Yu, you should lie down."
Hong Yu looked around; A'niu's place was fairly clean, as he had changed the bedding specially for her arrival.
"Once my disease is cured, will I be able to be a normal woman again?"
Hong Yu asked as she lay on the bed.
"What? Hong Yu, you still don't trust me?" A'niu asked.
For over a year, Hong Yu had been tortured by her condition, unable to engage in sexual activities normally. Originally a case of dryness syndrome, it got progressively worse—men leaving her room had their skin almost rubbed raw.