Soon after, Lin Feng returned with three fish: two sea bass and one grass carp.
While Lin Feng was cleaning the fish, he waved An Lan over.
An Lan looked puzzled. Yu Xi is right there. Why is he calling me over? Honestly!
Lin Feng pointed at the fish and asked, "Smell this. Does it stink?"
An Lan was taken aback. "No way. It was flopping around just a moment ago. How could it possibly stink?"
Lin Feng just looked at her without saying a word.
Unsure what he was up to, An Lan bent down and sniffed the fish. "It doesn't stink! There's no strange smell, isn't this just what fish smell like?"
Lin Feng kept watching her.
An Lan, still perplexed, sniffed it again and again. "There's nothing wrong with it!"
Zhang Yuxi was as happy as a child. "An Lan, you're not nauseous anymore? You don't feel sick?"
An Lan froze for a second. "Holy crap, you're right! I'm not nauseous, and I don't feel sick anymore! Oh my god, I'm cured!"
