Here's the English translation:
As she spoke, her gaze faltered, and her voice began to choke with tears, her mood visibly sinking.
She pulled her feet back, curling up to hug her legs as she sat there. While there was still an air of sadness about her, she no longer seemed as frantic as before.
When she noticed me looking at her, she quickly lowered her head, softly sobbing.
"Alright, the medicine's ready. Drink it."
After a while, the medicine brewed in the kitchen was done, so I brought it over to her.
Zhang Huan lifted her head and shot me a glance before turning her eyes to the bowl of herbal concoction. "This… Is this very bitter? Why don't you feed me?"
"I don't want it like that. I want you to feed me with your mouth…"
Hearing this, I was momentarily taken aback, but in the end, I obediently complied.
