Number One Zombie Wife

"Correct."

"How could this be?"

Zhan Beitian thinks about it, but can only think of the reason for drinking spring water.

When Mu Yifan saw Zhan Beitian's thoughts and thoughts, he was depressed and said, "Don't just care about being in a daze, quickly cover me."

Zhan Beitian wondered: "How to cover it?"

"Hands."

"..." Zhan Beitian drew a corner of his mouth and said, "I'll get you a hot water bottle."

As he was about to get up, he saw Mu Yifan holding his head and shouting, "It hurts. It hurts."

Zhan Beitian's eyes flashed anxiously: "What's wrong?"

He asked Mu Yifan to drink the spring water. His original intention was only to make Mu Yifan stronger and have the ability to protect himself. He did not expect such a thing to happen.

Mu Yifan's entire face was distorted, and Difficulty said, "I don't know what happened, my hair hurts ..."

Zhan Beitian said for a moment: "Hair hurts? Shouldn't it be a headache or a scalp?"

"No, it's hair. I clearly feel that the hair is hurting. Also, the armpit hair is hurting. And ... and my little brother's hair is hurting ..."

Zhan Beitian draws a black line on his forehead: "You just have to say that the hair on the whole body is also hurting, you don't need to describe it so clearly."

Mu Yifan endured the pain of being bitten by Wan Needles, and said badly: "I do n’t describe it clearly. How do you know what hurts me? The most uncomfortable thing I have right now is the cold and painful, what's going on?"

He suddenly thought of the question of spring water: "Did I become like this because I drank the water you gave? Ah ~~ Itchy ~~~~"

I don't know how to help him fight Beitian. When he heard itching, he hurriedly asked, "Itching? Where is itching?"

"The nails are itchy, and the teeth are also itchy." Mu Yifan was uncomfortable. He wanted Zhan Beitian to give him a shot. "I'm so uncomfortable. I want to bite something and sharpen my teeth."

Zhan Beitian saw that he wanted to reach out and grab his teeth, quickly stopped, and then took a stone out of the space and gave it to him.

By the way, he pulled off his gloves, exposing black sharp nails, so that he could grind the nails with stones, but Mu Yifan just scratched gently, and the stones broke into several pieces.

Zhan Beitian: "..."

He had to change an iron rod to Mu Yifan.

Immediately, the room was full of squeaking grinds.

After a while, Mu Yifan started shouting again: "I'm so hot."

Zhan Beitian's heart raised again: "Where is it hot?"

"My bones are all hot. I feel like I've fallen into the volcano. It's so hot and sad."

"..." Zhan Beitian was going to be mad by him. It was cold, it was hot, it hurt, and itching. In fact, these are nothing, except that the cold, hot, painful, and itchy place is too much. Strange, except for the lower body, teeth, and nails, a solution can be found, but how can he solve his hair and bones?

Mu Yifan flipped uncomfortably on the bed and said in pain: "Fight Beitian, give me a bullet and let me die."

He's worse than death now.

"Shut up." Zhan Beitian stared at him with eyes.

"But ... but I'm really uncomfortable now."

It looked like he was sick, how could Zhan Beitian not see that he was uncomfortable, and his voice was getting weaker and weaker, but he was helpless, which made him feel very incompetent.

"I'll go and see Dr. Zheng, how about it?"

Mu Yifan hurriedly stopped him: "Don't ... don't go, I'm afraid I will scratch him, and ... And, now that I am like this, he certainly doesn't know what to do, call him over, but let him worry.

Zhan Beitian looked at him in desperation, and his heart was stubbornly fierce, with red eyes watching Mu Yifan twisted into a ball.

Immediately, thinking of something, he quickly got up and ran to the bathroom, put the spring in the space into the bathtub, and then carried Mu Yifan into the bathroom and into the bathtub.

When Mu Yifan was soaking in the spring water, he felt much more comfortable.

Seeing that he was not so painful, Zhan Beitian immediately asked, "How is it, is it better?"

"Much better." Mu Yifan escaped as if he was dead, lying prone in the bathtub.

Zhanbei Tian was relieved: "Then you have a good time here."

Fortunately, the springs of Lingquan are effective.

After Mu Yifan was not so uncomfortable, he gradually fell asleep.

Half an hour later, Zhan Beitian took the person out, dried his body, put on new pajamas, and put it on the bed.

However, less than fifteen minutes, Mu Yifan started to attack again.

Zhan Beitian had to put people back into the water.

This time, he didn't take the person out, but was afraid that Mu Yifan would slip into the bathtub and drown, so he sat beside the bathtub and guarded.

It wasn't until dawn that he took the person out, put it back on the bed, and waited for half an hour. After seeing that there was no more seizures, he lay back in bed to rest.

Of course, as soon as I closed my eyes, the door was knocked.

Zhan Beitian got up and opened the door. When he saw Mao Yu, he asked, "What's the matter?"

At first glance, Mao Yu noticed that the boss had dark circles under his eyes, and knew that the boss didn't sleep well all night. Of course, there might be a struggle with someone for one night.

"Boss, breakfast is ready."

Zhan Beitian whispered: "I will not eat anymore, and before noon, if there is no very important thing, don't disturb us."