The Poetics of Chinese Pharmacology
The vendors also came, one after another, old women with herbs that could cure any ailment, from the physical to the emotional. They carried everything in glass jars, and measured the dark twigs and dried leaves into white pieces of paper folded neatly into perfect squares. 
Orlando Jones had caught yet another respiratory infection - her third in five months. She loved the snow and the cold air, but seemed to have little immunity to winter viruses. The first two colds, she had ignored. Now, she coughed up some brown gunk. Her sense of smell and taste became overwhelmingly powerful. She could not be near food nor sleep at night. Her anxiety escalated. Finally, it became unbearable. Her body no longer belonged to her. Desperate, suffocating, unable to any longer control her anxiety symptoms, she called Li Zhuo. When Li Zhuo arrived, Orlando Jones told her she was terrified - of what she did not know. Orlando Jones had no fever, and despite her dread, spoke and behaved in an everyday manner. Li Zhuo said that she was on her way to her grandmother's house (where her mother also was) and asked if Orlando Jones wanted to accompany her. Orlando Jones agreed. On the way they stopped at a pharmacy to seek help.
The instructions on the packet of capsules that Orlando Jones bought from the big pharmacy in Jiefang Lu (near the stadium) said that: "To take the capsule can nourish blood, moisturize yin, and nourish heart and quiet spirit. Distinct effects for neutral nervous system in repressing, calming, pain-settling and anti-fright reversal. The medicine can settle the following symptoms:
Insufficiency of yin-blood and insomnia
over-dreamin, weakening memory
heart palpitation, vexing heart in five hearts
night sweating and tinitus
"That's it", thought Orlando Jones, "my spirit, it seems, is unquiet and my heart (in five hearts) is vexed." This seemed like a perfect description of her condition at that moment. She suffered from a vexed heart. Li Zhuo's grandmother, a devout Christian and eighty years of age, encouraged Orlando Jones to eat. She could not. The grandmother gave her some capsules for her cold. She began writing letters to friends. Those letters would never be sent.