Chapter 685 Are You Dying?

Si Niannian opened the door and saw a clay figurine.

Smelly clay figurines.

She took a step back subconsciously, "Why don't you take a shower?"

Allen was stuck with black things all over his body, sticky and smelly, and he couldn't see anything on his face except his eyes and mouth.

He was anxious, "Aunt, look what happened to me? Since last night, there have been some stinky things on my body, and my father won't let you come to disturb you. Now I've finished my medicinal bath. Please help me to find out, did I, I have a zombie virus attack? Am I going to become a zombie?"

Si Niannian looked behind him, "Where's the second senior brother?"

"My dad thinks I'm too stinky and won't go with me." Allen's head dropped, a little disappointed.

He's almost turned into a zombie, and he's probably dying. Dad doesn't worry about him at all...

The door of the next door opened, and then, the door of the next door opened.

Bu Chensu and Zishu came out.

"Fuck! Did you take out the toilet? It smells so bad!"

Zishu pinched his nose and took a step back.

Bu Chensu calmly walked to Si Niannian's side and rubbed her head with a smile.

"Morning baby."

"Morning brother Su."

Allen is even more lost. Does no one really care about his dying?

"Huh? Why don't you take a shower? You are so stinky, we won't be able to have breakfast in a while." Si Niannian said seriously.

Allen's tears were about to fall, "Aunt, am I dying?"

"what?"

Si Niannian smiled, "I added Shisui Dan to the medicated bath last night. These are all toxins and wastes discharged from your body after washing the pulp and cutting the sutras. Don't worry, you are very healthy."

Allen looked up suddenly, surprised.

"Is it washing the marrow and cutting sutras, not a zombie virus outbreak?"

Zishu covered his nose and came over, "With our young lady here, it's impossible for you to think that a zombie virus will break out, boy, do you underestimate our young lady's medical skills?"

John's voice came from downstairs, like a lion's roar.

"You stinky boy don't hurry up and take a bath. I'll make your aunt unhappy and see if I don't peel you off!"

Alan who was yelled at was not only not disappointed and angry, but was very happy.

"It's washing the marrow and cutting the scriptures. I didn't turn into a zombie, and I won't die."

He muttered these words all the way back to his room.

After more than an hour, Allen went downstairs to the restaurant.

"Why so slow?" John asked.

Allen sat down on the seat, "Those things are sticky and hard to wash, and they seem to smell bad after washing them, so I washed them twice more."

Saying that, Allen also raised his arm, sniffing here, sniffing there.

Then he stretched his arm to John, "Dad, do you still smell me?"

John ducked in disgust, "How can I eat after smelling you?"

Allen pouted, "And you said, Dad, you knew it was to wash the marrow and cut the scriptures, but you didn't tell me, making me think that I had a zombie virus attack, I was dying, and I ran to my aunt to make a fool of myself."

John smiled and said nothing.

Suddenly I find it interesting to tease my son occasionally.

Si Niannian looked at Alan, "Now that your body has been washed and cut through, you will get twice the result with half the effort. After dinner, you can continue to practice the exercises I taught you, and there will be no problem in the marathon tomorrow."

Allen was suddenly a little embarrassed. He used to be so rude to his aunt, but he didn't hold any grudges. He not only helped him treat zombie viruses, but also taught him exercises that his father didn't know. Use it for him.

"aunt."

Allen got up, stood in front of Si Niannian, knelt down and kowtowed three times.

"Aunt's kindness, Alan will never forget."