Chapter 24: A Peerless Remedy

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“Xiao Lu, can my old man use that cough-relieving and phlegm-dissolving medicine? He’s getting on in years and often coughs. He smokes a lot, so he has plenty of phlegm, and no matter what medicine he takes, there’s no improvement.”

Mrs. Fang had already confirmed the effectiveness of the ointment for rheumatic leg pain, so she had come to trust Lu Jiaor’s medicines. Now, hearing that there was another remedy was both surprising and delightful.

She never thought Lu Jiaor would deceive her, especially since scammers were not as rampant as they would become in later years.

Most importantly, Mrs. Fang had already inquired about Lu Jiaor’s background at the neighborhood office and knew she was a military officer’s wife. Her husband was an officer, and his family lived in Beijing, though no one knew why she didn’t live with her in-laws.

But every family has its own troubles. Discord between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law isn’t unusual. Perhaps Lu Jiaor was capable and preferred not to live with her in-laws.

Living alone, being the master of her own house—eating whatever she liked, buying whatever she wanted, waking up whenever she pleased, without having to serve a whole household or deal with others—that kind of life was certainly appealing.

Having been through it herself, Mrs. Fang had once harbored such dreams in her youth. She had endured many years as a daughter-in-law before becoming a mother-in-law and understood Lu Jiaor’s situation perfectly.

“That’s fine. These medicines are all made from traditional Chinese herbal ingredients. Mrs. Fang, you can rest assured to give them to your husband.”

“Mrs. Fang, how about this? I’ll give you three pills free of charge, just this once.”

Lu Jiaor had a good impression of Mrs. Fang. Although the ointment was given to her for free, once it proved effective, Mrs. Fang had immediately sent gifts twice in return. Though the gifts weren’t as valuable as the ointment, it showed she had kept Lu Jiaor in mind.

Therefore, Lu Jiaor was willing to give Mrs. Fang three free pills, but this would be the last time.

As Mrs. Fang turned away, Mrs. Cai and Mrs. Ma, sharp and clever, stopped nearby and listened carefully.

Hearing that Lu Jiaor was giving the cough medicine for free, they both felt tempted and wanted some as well.

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The two elderly women exchanged a glance, each reading the other's thoughts.

“Xiao Lu, can you also give us three pills for free? If they work well, we’ll promote your medicine and get everyone to buy it.”

“Right, right, we’ll be your walking advertisements. If it’s good, we’ll tell our friends and family. You’ll definitely make a fortune.”

Of course, Mrs. Cai and Mrs. Ma didn’t fully trust Lu Jiaor’s medicine—it was going into their bodies this time—but they weren’t about to miss out on a freebie. They could keep the pills and let Mrs. Fang’s husband try them first. Then, they’d see how effective they were.

Their scheming was quite obvious.

Lu Jiaor knew exactly what they were thinking. She hadn’t planned to give them any medicine, but at this stage, she needed people to try it and spread the word.

Since Mrs. Fang trusted her, she wouldn’t let her down; she’d just charge Mrs. Fang less for future medicines.

However, others wouldn’t receive the same treatment.

So, happily, the two women each received three free cough-relief pills from Lu Jiaor.

When Mrs. Fang got home, she immediately told her husband about the three pills.

“Give me one to try. With Xiao Lu’s background, she wouldn’t dare harm anyone.”

Mr. Li trusted Lu Jiaor even more than his own wife—without any hesitation or doubt, he took one pill.

Mrs. Fang didn’t stop him; she trusted her husband not to act rashly.

That night, after the couple lay down to sleep, Mrs. Fang turned her head and looked at Mr. Li beside her.

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“Old Li, it seems you didn’t cough much tonight. Xiao Lu’s medicine really works.”

“Yes, I feel it too. Usually my throat itches and feels uncomfortable, but now that sensation is gone. Also, I clearly feel there’s less phlegm in my throat.”

After his wife spoke, Mr. Li, as the one experiencing it, excitedly shared his own feelings. His experience was even more profound.

“I heard Xiao Lu say we only need to take three pills.”

“If that’s true, then we should pay for them. We can’t just take a girl’s medicine for free—she’s had a hard time.”

The two elderly folks happily chatted on, and before they knew it, they had fallen asleep—especially Mr. Li, who slept soundly.

The next morning, Mr. Li woke up refreshed. Usually, as soon as he got up, he would cough incessantly, hacking up thick phlegm. But that morning, he barely coughed and had much less phlegm.

After breakfast, impatiently waiting the required half hour, Mr. Li eagerly took the second pill.

Not long after swallowing it, he distinctly felt his throat becoming very comfortable—clear and smooth—with much less phlegm, so he no longer needed to clear it manually.

After the third pill, Mr. Li’s coughing was gone entirely. There was no foreign body sensation in his throat, nor the feeling of phlegm blockage.

Mrs. Fang was overjoyed and excited. These pills were incredibly effective—truly excellent medicine.

This time, without any prompting, Mrs. Fang directly brought over a chicken from her own coop as a gift for Lu Jiaor.