"These are some regular medicines. My master and I developed them," Ning Yue said as she opened the small suitcase.
The suitcase was filled with bottles and jars containing Western medicine pills and some medicinal powder.
The bottle was labeled with the name of the medicine and the amount of medicine used.
"I won't explain the use and dosage to you. It's all written here. You just have to use the right medicine for the right illness," Ning Yue said as she handed the suitcase to Nan Xing.
Nan Xing's heart warmed and he felt a lump in his throat.
Apart from his mother, no one had treated him so well in his life.
Everyone approached him to use him or to get something from him.
However, it was different with Jiang Ying.
Although Jiang Ying's words were still so vicious, Jiang Ying cared a lot about him.
