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"It's on fire. It's on fire... Wow... What kind of medicine did President Obama buy?"

Cui Ruina hugged her feet and blew air-conditioning.

It was at this time that I deeply felt "My feet are mine".

"It almost hurt me to death." She could clearly see that Nancy just squeezed a drop.

With just one drop, I felt that countless bacteria lurking in the wound were killed in that moment of kung fu.

"To be precise, it is a syrup. I remember it seems that adults said that this brand of syrup is super effective on athlete's foot, and that beriberi is a disease that can not be cured with ointment."

Nancy rolled her eyes steadily, and she didn't dislike Cui Ruina's feet anymore.

Tugging over the opponent's foot, rubbing casually with both hands.

Hmm... the focus is on the area near the two toes.

The girl could obviously feel that Cui Ruina was looking at the medicine bottle with deep fear buried in her eyes.

"It's alright, don't blow it. If you can blow it well, it would be fine."

Nancy picked up the medicine bottle again, "Or, I will help you apply all the other areas too? Prevent it... how?"

"No! I won't apply it, it hurts too much."

Cui Ruina quickly protected her feet, and now she finally understood why her dad used that expression every time she applied the potion.

It really hurts, like the meat is about to be burned.

But I have to say that after a while, she really felt that it was no longer as itchy as before.

"That won't work. Once this kind of thing is done, you can just give it up halfway. You can choose it yourself.

Is it to continue to bear the more itching and itching, and eventually it may become inflamed and ulcerated, or to bear the pain all at once, and a radical cure."

Nancy offered two options. In Cui Ruina's eyes, she seemed to be wearing the clothes of a holy goddess.

There is a halo floating on the left hand and right hand, respectively, two options are written: "persistent itch" and "one-time pain".

Cui Ruina pursed her mouth and said, "Can I choose neither?"

"No, you must choose one of the two." Nancy cast a sharp look. "Euny, you just teased me so happy, now it's time to bear the punishment."

"Then I still choose pain."

In Cui Ruina's mind, the two of them were fighting frantically, and finally gritted their teeth and said, obediently putting the soles of their feet back on Nancy's thighs.

The only thing that can comfort her at this time is that it's not that both feet have athlete's foot, otherwise...

"I said you, be careful, don't use too much force."

Cui Ruina stared at the medicine bottle in Nancy's hand, especially the thin needle at the top.

"Ouni, you can treat this kind of thing as a challenge in your adult life." Nancy said seriously.

"Aren't our lives full of challenges? When O'Neill is practicing dancing, the soreness and soreness in his body every day is not the only way to endure it. It's just perseverance~~"

Cui Ruina bit her lip and grinned her teeth, "Yeah! How can it be the same, no matter how long you practice dancing, how can the level of soreness compare with this? You might as well say that you have a broken bone."

Nancy stayed slightly, "Yes, only the pain of a broken bone can be compared to this, but this is only temporary. It will take a few months for Ouni to lie in bed after a broken bone."

Cui Ruina didn't think there was anything, but she was trying to find a reason, and then continued to talk about this topic.

But looking up and seeing Nancy's grinning eyes, she splashed out.

"If you want to control, do you want to paint for me? If you don't paint, I'll go back to the room."

"Yeah, you should maintain this attitude." Nancy shook her body nervously.

"If O'Neill cooperated like this from the beginning, we won't be procrastinating until now."

Cui Ruina kept her mouth flat, and watched as Nancy slowly pushed the small needle between her toes, instinctively closed her eyes, but at the same time quietly opened one eye to look.

"hiss...."

"Wow...."

"Hot and hot..."

In the next period of time, Nancy always played the role of a good friend.

While dripping the medicine on the finger, apply it to the area of ​​the athlete's foot wound, then rub it slowly.

Because the intensity is not too big, it is even the same as playing cotton.

As a result, various expressions appeared on Cui Ruina's face for a brief moment, grinning with painful teeth, but the cool comfort after the fire made her instinctively squinted to enjoy.

"Uhhhhhhhhh..."

Listening to Cui Ruina's continuous strange grunts, Nancy gave her a blank look.

"It seems that the effect is really good, what's the name, you can take an empty bottle and go directly to the pharmacy to buy it when you run out."

"Yeah, yeah..." Cui Ruina breathed in air.

"If the effect is not good, President Obama will not buy it and put it in the medicine box. Why do you think he thought of this? Does he know that some of us have athlete's foot?"

"Oh, how is it possible."

Cui Ruina sighed, just about to think that this potion was bought by Li Xianzhe, or it was originally in this box.

The so-called medical kits are also divided into two types. One is to buy directly from the pharmacy and match them according to daily needs.

The other is to buy an empty box directly, and then match it yourself.

But at this moment, after seeing Nancy also following the expression of Shenyoutianwai, she asked eagerly.

"Speaking of you being so skilled, wouldn't you have athlete's foot?"

Nancy was furious, "You have athlete's foot, right! You already have athlete's foot! How can I have athlete's foot. I love cleaning so much! Is it still painted?"

"Ah? Go on! Go on! Our Nancy is so good at craftsmanship. I'm joking. What are you so excited about."

Cui Ruina smiled and said, "Hey, what was the date when your aunt came last time? Why did you become so irritable today."

"It's not all because of you. I have been making fun of me. After a while, I said I like President Obama, and then I said that I have athlete's foot."

"Oh, what... don't say anything else, you are so irritable, if the president Ouba sees him, he will be very disappointed."

Cui Ruina was originally just talking casually, but when Nancy heard this, she seemed to have predicted something, so she stopped her movements and looked at her with dangerous eyes.

"I'm telling you, President Obama is not allowed to know about this."

"What's the matter?" Cui Ruina clapped her hands as if she had discovered a new world, "Wow, you don't really have athlete's foot?"

"Of course I won't have athlete's foot." Nancy deliberately increased the movement in her hand, and Cui Ruina trembled in pain.

"We trainees often practice dancing. Wearing shoes often sweat on their feet. Sometimes, if we don't have time to pay attention, they will stubbornly cover their beriberi.

This is very common. On the first day I arrived at the company, the life teacher threw a bottle to me. Don’t you have any?"