392. Spring Festival box office champion
Su Xiaochi suddenly whistled, "Is this medicine for reducing swelling?"
Her profession meant that she had a certain understanding of medicines, and she could tell it was a good one just by the smell.
"Mhm."
"Where's it from? This bottle looks unfamiliar."
"My sister made it herself!"
Before Tang Shu could speak, Xu Qianyun answered with evident pride.
He was quite familiar with the small porcelain bottle, and remembered that Tang Shu had given one to each person the first time she visited the Xu Family, and he had already finished his. Recently, he had felt particularly spirited in his classes, as if his energy was inexhaustible.
"Made it herself? Give me one too; it looks like good stuff."
It wasn't Su Xiaochi's style to pass up a bargain.
Hearing this, Tang Shu took out a bottle from her backpack and tossed it to her, "Take it, apply it to the affected area, and you'll be fine in a day."