Ling Chuxia remembered that the medicine box had been kicked under the sofa. She walked closer to the sofa, squatted down directly, slightly lowered her head, and glanced under the sofa but didn't see the medicine box!
Ling Chuxia's eyebrows knitted tightly, and a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes. Why couldn't she see the medicine box? It was clearly under this sofa!
Ling Chuxia looked under the other sofas in the room but did not find any trace of the medicine box. The medicine box was here; it couldn't possibly have vanished into thin air. Could someone have picked it up?
In this house, besides her, only Shi Che and Sister Hua were left. If Sister Hua had picked it up, that might be fine, but if Shi Che had picked it up...
Ling Chuxia's dark pupils suddenly constricted, and a hint of tension slowly spread in her eyes. She abruptly stood up and walked quickly towards the kitchen.
