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  The servings are large and plentiful, high quality and low price.

   But there seemed to be some problems with the fried rice, which caused Fu Anan to run to the toilet several times in the afternoon, and even successfully escaped the last math class in the afternoon.

  Fu Anan went around the school playground and walked to the school gate. Father Fu was waiting for her outside with a straight face.

   "Brother Fu."

  Fu Anan stood outside the car and shouted.

  How arrogant she was to skip class, how well-behaved she is now.

  After asking Ann, he carefully got into the car and sat down obediently beside him.

  Fu Yizhi didn't even look over, started the car, and said nothing all the way.

  It is now late summer and early autumn, and the trees on the road are still full of vitality.

  Some branches protruded from the wall, dotted the yellowed wall, and there was a faint fragrance of grass and trees in the air.

  Fu Anan looked at the rapidly passing scenery outside the car, scratched her cheek with her hands, and thought about speaking,

   "Brother Fu, let's have something light tonight. I think what you said is right. Although we are young, we should maintain our health."

   "Heh." Father Fu sneered from beside him,

   "Diarrhea is too hard, do you know it's healthy?"

  Hearing the words, Fu An'an laughed awkwardly, "Isn't this just confirming your words. It seems that you are wise and powerful, and you are a prophet."

   "Where did you learn all this sycophant?"

  Fu Yizhi glanced at her casually, then frowned tightly, "What's wrong with your face?"

   "Huh?" Fu Anan stopped scratching her chin, and looked at Fu Yizhi blankly.

   Seeing his serious expression, he frightenedly took out a small mirror from the drawer in front of the car.

  I saw that on the face in the mirror, the chin, forehead, and cheeks were reddened, and there were small bumps on it.

   "Fu, Brother Fu, I'm disfigured!" Fu Anan looked at Fu Yizhi in horror, the fear of disfigurement made Fu Anan's voice a little higher,

   "Brother Fu, I'm disfigured! I'm not pretty anymore!"

  Fu Yizhi parked the car aside, "Calm down, think about what happened."

   "Just, go to the toilet." Fu Anan thought about it seriously,

   "I also went to the playground to see the little brother who played basketball for a while. The little brother is not handsome, but there are a lot of mosquitoes."

   Speaking here, Fu Anan remembered, "It's all bitten by mosquitoes, the kind of small, black... meow mosquitoes."

   "It should be a midge." Fu Yizhi corrected coldly from the side, and, "Yes."

  Fu Anan scratched his face uncontrollably, "Brother Fu, I'm so itchy."

   "Don't scratch it." Fu Yizhi frowned, "Go down and buy a bottle of medicine."

"oh."

   Fu Anan got off the car and found that Fu's father had stopped at the door of the pharmacy.

   There were quite a few people in the pharmacy, and Fu An arranged a queue for a few minutes before it was his turn.

   Essential oils, toilet water.

  In addition to these two things, Fu Anan also bought mosquito coils, insecticides and antidiarrheal medicines.

  Looking at the antidiarrheal medicine that Fu Anan bought along the way, Fu Yizhi pursed his thin lips slightly, "What did you eat, and you're still not well?"

"alright."

  Fu Anan was taken aback when he heard the words, and then explained, "I see that seven out of ten customers are buying antidiarrheal medicine.

  So I also bought some, stockpiling them for safety. "

  Maybe who will use it next time.

   As he spoke, Fu Anan scratched his face again, tiny drops of blood appeared on his tender skin.

  Fu Yizhi stopped her hand, "Stop scratching, and apply the medicine."

   "Oh, good."

  Fu Anan uncovered the small bottle of Fengyoujing, and used a small mirror to apply it on the red pimples one by one.

   After finishing, he held up the small mirror and pressed an "X" on the red and swollen bag with his fingernails.

  Fu Yizhi looked at her strange behavior, "What are you doing?"

  Fu An'an: "I'll seal the mosquito bite and it won't itch."

  Fu Yizhi: "...Are you a fool?"

  Fu Anan glared at him: "Placebo effect! Brother Fu, can you think of me better next time?"