After a pause, he continued, "These two packets of medicine are afraid of moisture, so you'd better put them in a dry and dark place."

There is no way. Sichuan Province is too humid. Chu Tian is afraid that the medicine will get damp before tomorrow. If it is wrapped with aluminum-plastic paper, it will definitely not be afraid of moisture. However, it is better that aluminum-plastic paper does not appear in this era.

The woman looked at Chu Tian in surprise, unable to hold back the tears in her eyes any longer. "Brother, how can I thank you for this?"

Chu Tian laughed, "Don't be so polite, I think I took advantage of you, after all, these two paintings..."

Although the words were not clear, the woman already understood what Chu Tian meant. She wiped away her tears and smiled.

"If Miss Zhu knew that you were the one who bought these two paintings, her soul in heaven would surely rest in peace..."

Chu Tian smiled and did not continue to answer the question. Instead, he looked at the boy who was blinking his eyes and asked softly, "How old are you?"

The boy said in a hoarse voice, "Ten years old."

Chu Tian was surprised, "Ten years old? But, this..."

The woman fed the boy the syrup and three pills, then sighed and said, "He's been weak since the womb, and he doesn't usually eat anything good, so..."

"It's my fault that I'm incompetent and can't get him anything good..."

The boy quickly grabbed her hand and said, "Mom, I think you are already very good."

The woman's heart softened. She reached out and touched the boy's face, then turned to look at Chu Tian.

"Brother, I'm sorry to have made you laugh."

"fine."