Clearly, Wan Xing didn't pack anything during those ten minutes, she was simply battling with the bed.
Su Han couldn't help but sigh as she watched this scene.
She didn't understand why Wan Xing liked collecting these useless things so much.
Yet she began cleaning up anyway.
First, she picked up the doll that had fallen to the ground, did a simple cleanup, and started sorting the chaotic potions, labeling the newly made ones and storing them in different potion cabinets.
By the time everything was tidied up, an hour had passed.
It was then that Wan Xing slowly woke up, moved from the bed to the nearby recliner, wrapped herself tightly from head to toe, leaving only sleepy eyes and fair calves exposed.
Her pupils unconsciously followed Su Han moving around the room.
"Did you awaken 'Pharmacological Insight'?"
"Yes, I just discovered it yesterday."
"So quickly..."
Wan Xing mentioned with a hint of emotion.
