Old Zhong was taken aback. Was this kid cursing him?
"What's your name? I'll make a call to the coastal police and have you thrown in jail!"
Zhong Lao has a very big tone, but he's used to being arrogant.
If someone dares to curse me, I'll definitely have to give them a taste of their own medicine.
Have you recently experienced low-grade fever, vivid dreams, general heat, restlessness, persistent chills, or skin rotting?
Zhang Fan looked at Elder Zhong.
Old Zhong's face was cold; this kid was following him.
Have you heard of Xiao Ai? What about Xiao Mei? What about Xiao You?
Zhang Fan tried to remind him.
"Damn it, what Xiao Ai, Xiao Mei? My nanny's name is Xiao Mei!"
Zhong Jiahao stood up, holding a cup in each hand, and threw them over.
However, Zhang Fan easily dodged it.
"Go get it checked out? Maybe there's still a chance. Otherwise, what if there's no hope at this age?"
Zhang Fan smiled again.
When Zhong realized what was going on, he realized that "Xiao Ai" and "Xiao Mei" were just abbreviations for diseases.
"Let's go to the hospital."
Mr. Zhong did feel unwell, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong.
The red rash on my body wouldn't go away and even became purulent, accompanied by a low-grade fever.
As people get older, they are afraid of dying, so it's best to get a checkup.
"You just wait, kid, your whole family is dead. I'm going to kill your whole family."
Zhong Jiahao walked out and cursed angrily.
Watching the two leave, Zhang Fan thought, "Stop doing this. Let's think about what to do after this."
Grandpa Zhong was scratching himself, and a layer of skin on his whole body was peeling off. He looked horrible. Zhong Jiahao was almost scared to death. What happened to Grandpa?
Why is it peeling?
The stench was now even more unmistakable!
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