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"Your name..." Cheng Hui picked up another bottle with an indescribable expression on her face. It said - Fever Reducing.

Cheng Hui held the bottle and turned to look at Xie Wanxing, who was busy putting notes on other bottles. "No, Ah Xing, why did you name it like that?"

"What's wrong with this name?" Xie Wanxing posted another one with great satisfaction. "My name is so good! It's simple and clear. My cousin will know what this medicine is used for at a glance. I ground all the medicine into powder so he won't think these antibiotics look weird. After all, the ancients only knew about pills, not tablets, right?"

"If other people saw these names, they would laugh their heads off."

Xie Wanxing disagreed. She shrugged, picked up a bottle labeled "pain relief," shook it, and said, "Who cares? As long as it's practical, it's fine. The key is that these medicines work. The name is secondary."

"Here, I've made the schoolbag you asked for." Cheng Hui put the schoolbag on the table. "I have to go out and see Ayao. I've spent most of the day in the space with you. Aunt Li thought I slept all day and I don't know what she missed me."

"Wow, thank you, Mommy, you've worked hard." Xie Wanxing looked at the schoolbag with joy on his face and stood up to hug her thighs again.

Cheng Hui took a step back and said with feigned disgust, "Come on, you're so old, but you're still acting like a child. Call me Mommy, not Mommy, and don't let your tongue get in the way when you go out."

Xie Wanxing said, "Alright, alright, mother, I just said it because I was happy. I know I won't make any mistakes when I go out. Don't worry."

"Okay, I'm going out. You should pack your things and come out quickly." After saying that, Cheng Hui disappeared into the space.

Xie Wanxing picked up her pen again, dipped it in ink, and resumed labeling her bottles. She had prepared not only some medicine for wounds, but also some cold medicine for the flu. These were wrapped in oil-paper, with a small inner oil-paper bag and a large outer oil-paper bag. This packaging not only preserved the medicine well, preventing it from getting damp, but also made it easy to take out, as she could open a small bag at a time.

She wrote a few big words on a piece of paper outside the oil paper: For treating colds.

Xie Wanxing picked up the large oil-paper bag of cold medicine with big words written on it, and a look of satisfaction appeared on her face. She took the schoolbag that Cheng Hui had sewn for her. She didn't know where her mother got the waterproof cloth, but it looked quite familiar.

She put her schoolbag on the ground and started stuffing things into it. She found that it could still hold a lot of things. It took her more than twenty bottles to fill it up, and she could also fit a whole large oil paper bag. She tightened it with the drawstring and fastened the button that looked like a button.

She wanted to try to carry the backpack but found that she couldn't do it at all. Her face turned red instantly. She tried to shrug her shoulders hard, but the backpack still lay on the ground motionless.

This is not good. This is too heavy!

Forget it, let’s take it out of the space first and let Cheng Fei come to her room to get it. She can’t carry it, but can Cheng Fei not carry it either?

Xie Wanxing came out of the space, and with a thought, he pointed at the ground, and the full schoolbag appeared on the ground.

After dinner, Cheng Fei formally said goodbye to Xie Songlin and his wife, and also told them that he would leave Wu Wei behind. Xie Wanxing waited for him to finish speaking before immediately pulling him away.

Xie Wanxing pulled him back to the room quickly, closed the door, and sat down on the floor. She reached out and grabbed the bag that she had carefully prepared for the whole day. Cheng Fei did not sit down on the floor, but squatted in front of her and watched her movements.

After unbuttoning her bag, she quickly unzipped the drawstring and began taking things out one by one, introducing them as she went along: "This is the medicine powder that my father's friend, the doctor who treated you, left behind. Take it with you. It might be useful if anything dangerous happens."

She held the bottle in front of Cheng Fei and shook it: "Cousin, look, there are words written on it, don't make a mistake."

Cheng Fei's eyes fell on the bottle, and he saw a piece of paper stuck on it. The words on the paper were neatly written, yet simple and straightforward. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, and looked at Xie Wanxing with a hint of smile: "Is this your handwriting?"

Seeing him raise an eyebrow, Xie Wanxing snorted again: "I wrote it, what's the matter! Oh, my father's friend likes to give medicine a lot of weird names that are hard to remember. I was worried that you couldn't remember them. Wouldn't you know what my name is used for right away?"

"Of course it is. I will definitely not make a mistake. Thank you, Axing." Cheng Fei suddenly looked serious. His eyes, which were originally smiling, became deep and sincere. He raised his head slightly and looked straight into Xie Wanxing's eyes. His eyes were full of emotion.

"Axing, thank you so much." Cheng Fei said softly again.

Xie Wanxing was stunned by his sudden seriousness and stopped holding a medicine bottle. She looked at Cheng Fei and saw that the teasing smile on his face had faded, replaced by red eyes.

"Why are you..." Xie Wanxing took a long time to find his voice, "Why are you so serious all of a sudden?"

"Axing, I really treat you as my sister." Cheng Fei's expression was still so sincere and serious. He looked at Xie Wanxing with genuine tenderness in his eyes.

However, when Xie Wanxing listened to his words, he suddenly thought of the missing Lu Zhou. He disappeared without any warning, as if he had evaporated from the face of the earth.

Thinking of this, Xie Wanxing's eyes couldn't help but turn red. She whispered, "Don't say that. Someone once said he treated me like a sister, and then he never came back."

Cheng Fei saw that she was about to cry and quickly said, "I won't. I still want to take you to the capital to play. I will definitely come back to see you."

"Your bag is quite unique." Afraid that she would really cry, Cheng Fei decisively changed the subject. While speaking, he reached out and picked up the backpack that was full of things.

He picked up the backpack and looked it up and down. It felt smooth and slippery to the touch, and it was particularly smooth.

"You carry it." Xie Wanxing got up from the ground, patted the dust off her skirt, and began to introduce to Cheng Fei how to carry the backpack.

Following Xie Wanxing's instructions, Cheng Fei obediently put the backpack's straps on his shoulders. Feeling the fit of the backpack against his body, he moved his shoulders slightly and said with a smile, "Your bag is really nice."

Xie Wanxing said, "This is prepared for you. It will be more convenient for you to carry it with you. Take all these medicines with you. I have more at home, so don't worry about us."

As she spoke, she stepped forward again, reaching out and gently tugging at the backpack strap to confirm it was secure, muttering, "You've got to take good care of this bag. The medicine inside can save your life in a critical moment. If you feel uncomfortable anywhere on the way, quickly look for suitable medicine and use it. Don't force yourself to do it."

Cheng Fei smiled and said, "I will."