Ten minutes later, Han Feng walked out of the bathroom, his lips dry and his eyes hollow, obviously exhausted.
Seeing Han Feng's expression, the four corns were moved. "Brother, that's enough. We appreciate your kindness. Don't torture yourself anymore."
Han Feng opened his mouth with great effort, "Get out!"
The four corn stalks ran into the toilet.
Looking at the scene in the toilet, they fell into deep thought.
Is this still shit?
It's almost become soup.
This is too rare!
But no matter what, it contains nutrients.
The four corns then began to lick them.
Han Feng entered the thatched hut, first gave himself a healing skill, then lay down on the straw bed, gasping for breath.
These two piles of shit are really unbearable.
Fortunately, I have a talent for healing, otherwise I might have fainted.
So the question is?
Why do I have diarrhea?
Han Feng thought about it for a while, but still couldn't figure it out.
"Brother, the parrot is roasted, come out and eat quickly."
Just then, the voice of the blue electric mouse was heard outside the house.
"I won't eat it anymore, you guys eat it."
Han Feng said weakly.
You're already in such a mess, how can you still have an appetite?
The Blue Electric Mouse tore the extra parrot apart and handed half to the Seven Star Mouse, "Here."
The Seven-Star Mouse's eyes lit up, and he sighed, "I didn't expect I could eat half a parrot more. I really hope that Big Brother has diarrhea every day."
Han Feng: “…”
Just to order some food, you actually said something like this?
Have you considered his feelings?
Han Feng was so angry that he was about to find Qixingshu to have a good talk with him when he felt another pain in his stomach.
The corner of Han Feng's mouth twitched, and a look of despair appeared on his face.
.....
Time passed slowly, and before we knew it, night fell.
The whole world was shrouded in darkness.
Han Feng lay on the straw bed with his eyes closed.
Just now, I had diarrhea ten times.
My whole body was numb and my mind was a little blurry.
After lying in bed for a while, I fell asleep.
After an unknown amount of time, the sun rose from the east, casting thousands of rays of light, dispelling the darkness and bringing light.
"Brother, it's dawn, get up and pee."
The engineer shovel roared.
"Let me sleep a little longer."
Han Feng said in a daze.
Yesterday, because of diarrhea, I felt sore all over and had no strength at all. I couldn’t get up at all.
"Brother, if you don't get up, what are we going to eat in the morning?"
The blue lightning mouse asked.
Han Feng said unhappily, "Will you die if you don't eat a meal?"
Can’t you see how weak he is?
The blue electric mouse actually still wants to eat?
What the hell!
The blue electric mouse pursed its lips and said, "I can't die, but I'm just starving and uncomfortable."
Han Feng rolled his eyes and said, "Then go eat some dirt to cushion your hunger."
"Then I'd rather not eat it."
The blue lightning mouse clicked its tongue.
If you really eat dirt, you might not even be able to poop.
Han Feng ignored it and continued to sleep.
"Brother, those three girls are here."
Han Feng hadn't slept for long when he heard the Pea Shooter's shouting outside.
"Why!"
Han Feng sighed lightly and gave himself a healing talent. After recovering a little, he stood up and walked out of the thatched hut, came to the wooden fence door, and waited quietly.
"Brother, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"
Wooden Fence asked curiously.
Chu Feng's face was pale, and his steps were unsteady, completely losing his former vitality.
"Didn't you have diarrhea yesterday? You feel a little weak."
Han Feng whispered.
Mu Zha Lan muttered, "So it's diarrhea. I thought you fought ten rounds with a woman last night."
Xuanyin Vine chuckled, "Don't brag about Big Brother. A fighter like Big Brother, who can even be weakened by diarrhea, how can he be capable of fighting a woman for ten rounds? I'm afraid he will be defeated in one round."
Mu Zhalan said thoughtfully, "I am superficial. Big Brother really doesn't have this ability!"
Han Feng's face suddenly turned dark, his chest heaved violently, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
He is currently in a difficult stage.
These two guys don't even know how to comfort each other.
Instead, they make fun of him.
If I don't teach him a lesson, I will find it hard to swallow the anger in my heart.
Seeing that Han Feng looked like he was going to kill someone, Mu Zhalan and Xuanyin Vine suddenly realized that they had said the wrong thing and were about to explain.
Han Feng's cold voice rang in his ears, "Silence Xiao Zhalan and Xiao Tengman for 24 hours."
Wooden fence: "..."
Xuanyin Vine: "..."
"Han Feng."
Just then, Zhao Yunxi and the other two came over from a distance.
"Um."
Han Feng nodded slightly.
"Han Feng, what's wrong with you? Are you injured?"
Zhao Yunxi and the other two looked at Han Feng in amazement.
At this time, Han Feng had sunken eyes, a pale face, and a haggard look. He seemed to have aged several years and had completely lost his former dashing appearance.
"I have diarrhea."
Han Feng sighed.
Yue Lingshan's expression froze. "Don't you have a talent for healing? Can't you just treat it? Why do you have diarrhea?"
Han Feng didn't know how to answer.
Under normal circumstances, the healing talent can completely cure diarrhea.
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