"I can't open it." Xiao Yu tried pushing the bathroom door. "The door isn't locked, but it feels like something is blocking it from the inside."
"Xiaoxin! Open the door!"
Xiao Yu raised her voice and slammed the door shut.
Bang.
After a dull thud, the door finally opened.
"ah!"
Sun Tiantian screamed and sat down on the ground with a thud.
Song Xiaoxin remained in the position of having his pants half off, and collapsed to the ground. His head, arms, thighs, and the skin not covered by his clothes were covered with clusters of tender white mushrooms!
Just like those freshly picked from the kitchen.
He was like the culture medium Lu Sheng saw in the aquaculture program, completely dominated by white mushrooms.
Xiao Yu was so disgusted by the scene that she gagged and grabbed Sun Tiantian and ran out to call Xu Yi.
“Dead.” Xu Yi put on gloves and checked Song Xiaoxin’s pupils and breathing.
"He just sent me a WeChat message ten minutes ago, how could something have happened to him so quickly?"
Xiao Yu found it hard to accept the fact that his good brother was dead, and buried his head in his arms, asking in a low voice.
Xu Yi took a mushroom from Song Xiaoxin's nostril and carefully wrapped it in paper. "These mushrooms blocked his airway. He suffocated."
Suffocated to death?!
"But there are many people picking mushrooms, so why is it only Song Xiaoxin who has a problem?" Lu Sheng squatted on the ground, calmly observing the mushrooms on Song Xiaoxin's arm.
These mushrooms seem to be rooted under the skin, occasionally shaking their caps and dropping some white powder.
"Don't move!" Xu Yi grabbed Lu Sheng's hand and pulled her back to his side.
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