"Bro, have you been bitten by cats or dogs these days?" the buzz-cut scholar showed what he thought was a kind smile, but it looked like a nightmare on the face of the robust thirty-year-old man.
It's stopping in front of him, talking to him!
The smile of the Grim Reaper is here.
The burly man recalled and started trembling, his teeth chattering, as he sobbed, "I... I went back to my hometown a few days ago and got bitten by a wild dog in the village... I was feeling lucky, so I didn't go to the station to get a rabies vaccine." He showed the bite mark on his wrist, which was quite obvious.
An expert on-site angrily slapped his thigh, shouting vehemently, "Is this kid crazy? He must get the vaccine! Otherwise, not even Immortals can save him when it strikes!"
The buzz-cut scholar laughed, thinking he was smiling handsomely and brightly, and said lightly, "Go get a check-up. If I don't do it right, you can experience getting jabbed by the Immortal Teacher."
