Chapter 419 Exceptions
Chapter 419 Exceptions
He Yuzhu, who was sleeping soundly, had no idea what happened outside the living room.
While everyone was in the living room, they didn't notice anything unusual about He Yuzhu in the bedroom.
At this moment, He Yuzhu's body temperature is still normal, but the body wrapped in the quilt is steaming.
A large number of impurities are discharged along the pores, driven by sweat.
As for him, who only showed his head, Yu Li, who occasionally came in to check, couldn't find any abnormalities at all.
This time, He Yuzhu slept extremely comfortably.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, He Yuzhu woke up faintly.
The moment I woke up, my mouth was dry and hungry.
Before he could call someone, he grabbed the warm water cup on the table and poured water.
"It stinks." After drinking the water, the peculiar smell on his body was particularly obvious.
After several inspections, He Yuzhu found that the white silk pajamas he wore when sleeping had turned yellowish brown.
It looks like it has been worn for a long time and is infested by stains.
Looking at the bed again, a herringbone-shaped brown imprint was particularly prominent.
And the people who heard the movement outside the door also rushed in at this moment.
As soon as they entered the door, everyone was frowned by the foul air in the room.
"Brother-in-law, have you pulled your pants? It stinks!" Qin Jingru wrinkled her little nose, disgusted.
"Zhuzi, how do you feel?" Lou Xiao'e also frowned, and opened the window to ventilate as she said.
"Gulu!" There was a sound from He Yuzhu's stomach.
Everyone's faces suddenly changed into another expression.
The whole face has one meaning: You must not be pulling your pants!
"Ahem, help me prepare something to eat, I'm going to the bathroom." He Yuzhu hurriedly fled into the bathroom under the gaze of everyone.
After a few breaths, thunder came from the bathroom.
The expressions on everyone's faces changed again: You must have pulled it.
"Well, Yu Li, prepare new clothes for Zhuzi, and change all the sheets and quilts in the room. Don't wash the ones he changed, just throw them away!"
He Yuzhu in the bathroom, sitting on the toilet, closed his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, slightly dilated nostrils, and let out a thick nasal sound.
Comfortable.
I have never used such a clean toilet in my life.
A thousand miles away.
clean.
Strangely, these four words automatically appeared in his mind.
Moreover, the signal from the brain is very clear, that is, it is clean, there is no stool or inventory left, and all of them are excreted from the body.
The reason why he was still sitting on the toilet was because he was excreting the stale air in his body at the moment.
Therefore, the rumbling thunder can be heard clearly by everyone outside.
The old man who treated He Yuzhu was stroking his beard with one hand and listening attentively.
"The voice is powerful and long!"
"Thunder exploded!"
"It's full of qi, but the old man didn't expect to have so much turbid qi in his body."
Crowd:......
Isn't it just a promise to start a pharmaceutical company with you, just fart, as for that?
From the expressions on everyone's faces, the old man could see that everyone had obviously misunderstood.
"You don't understand, in daily life, such a powerful and pure fart is rare, which means that this person's body is particularly clean at the moment."
Everyone: You are a doctor, you are right.
"Don't believe it? After a while, the old man can't explain it clearly. Forget it, you will know in the future."
The old man became a little annoyed and walked out of the bedroom first.
After He Yuzhu went to the toilet, he began to wash, and he couldn't do without washing, because his body was covered with sticky dirt.
After washing up, He Yuzhu looked at himself in the mirror with surprise on his face.
skin so good?
This is better than the skin of several people in the family.
Touch your face, touch your belly and the skin around your waist, it's as smooth as water.
Putting on a bathrobe, He Yuzhu walked out of the bedroom shaking his head.
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