Chi Xiuwen instructed Lu Mingxu, "You take care of Zhizhi, I'm going to deal with the clothes."

Hu Shi asked curiously, "Why not just throw the dirty clothes in the washing machine?"

"Zhizhi wore this dress when she was hospitalized, it's unlucky, it's better to take it out and burn it."

Hu Shih looked puzzled: "Huh?"

"No way, what era are we living in? Why are you still using this kind of thing?"

Chi Xiuwen: "It's better to believe it exists than to believe it doesn't."

Lu Mingxu chimed in, "Make sure it's burned cleanly, and find a place far from home to burn it."

Hu Shi could only shake his head helplessly as he looked at the two of them. These two must be obsessed.

Pei Zhi hadn't rested well in the hospital these past few days, so after taking a shower at home, she went to bed and fell asleep.

In the living room, Hu Shi and Lu Mingxu moved quietly, afraid of waking Pei Zhi.

Hu Shi couldn't understand: "I say, you're exaggerating too much. It's just a minor cold."

Humans eat grains and other foods, so how can they not get sick?

“Pei Zhi had a fever for several days in a row. We were worried that Pei Zhi might have a hidden illness, so we had the hospital do a full check-up.”

Hu Shih worried, "Could it be that the examination has found some problem?"

Lu Mingxu shook his head: "No, Pei Zhi is in very good physical condition."

"But that's precisely why it doesn't make sense, so we're worried that Pei Zhi might be possessed by something unclean."

Hu Shi reached out and touched Lu Mingxu's forehead. "No fever."

Lu Mingxu shoved Hu Shi: "Are you sick?"

Hu Shi shook his head, "I think it's you who's unclean, you've really gone to all this trouble."