Chapter 1261

Zhong ran persuaded her, "Miss Shen, although it is said that designers need inspiration, and their brain holes have always been very large, you have to close your brain holes occasionally, which is very frightening!"

Shen Qianshu, "..."

Yeling doesn't think this is an ordinary epidemic. He has always been healthy. Even if he hasn't been vaccinated, there is no reason to catch the epidemic. He hasn't touched any plague focus recently.

He thought of the food Yang Ping gave him. To be honest, he almost forgot it. A week after taking it, he went to Bo Yiren for an examination, and his body was normal.

At that time, he thought that Yang Ping was at the end of a powerful crossbow, but it was just a bluff. There was nothing wrong with that pill. Until this plague came in a hurry, he began to be suspicious again.

Seeing his body report, he was more sure.

The doctor timidly gave an examination report. Although he was well, his immune system was almost destroyed, which was absolutely abnormal.

An epidemic cannot empty his body completely.

"I see." Yeling is very calm.

The doctor's cold sweat fell on his forehead, thinking that the eldest young master was really ill fated. After 20 years of mental illness, he just showed signs of improvement, and his body had problems again.

A person's immune system is completely destroyed, which is quite terrible. That is to say, maybe you should stay in the sterile room at any time, and a sneezing germ may make you sick.

If a person in your family is ill, you can't escape, and you may die.

"Is there any way?"

"We are discussing!"

Yeling nodded, very calm, "this matter is confidential, just say an epidemic to the outside world. Don't tell Luther, don't tell Shen Qianshu, this is an order."

"Yes, big or small."

Yeling thought, "send me an electronic document of my body report."

"Yes!"

The doctor said, "young and old, during this period of time, you'd better not go anywhere. Stay in the castle. There are many bacteria exposed to the air, which may cause you to get sick, or..."

"I know!"

Shen Qianshu came up with a plate of shredded chicken porridge. He was in a happy mood. The doctor and Yeling stopped talking and withdrew from the master bedroom. Although Yeling's disease was greatly recovered, the foundation was really not very good. Recently, he can only eat some liquid food. A few days ago, he even had white porridge, and he didn't put anything. Now he can put some chopped vegetables, minced meat and shredded chicken.

"Sir, I cooked today's shredded chicken porridge myself." For half a month, Shen Qianshu stopped almost everything and left it to yun'an and Chen wanwan. She concentrated on taking care of Yeling. Because he couldn't eat, she lost her hair in a lot of worry. She studied with the kitchen every day what to do for him to eat, so that he wouldn't feel sick and vomit. No matter what she did, Yeling always vomited while eating.

She was so distressed.

It has only slightly improved in recent days.

"You've been drinking porridge for several days. Do you think it's a delicacy when you see shredded chicken porridge?"

"No."

"Why, if I drink porridge for a few days, I can't stand it. My baby says your endurance is too good. Now I eat shredded chicken porridge like delicacies."

"The taste of food is no different to me. They are just calories."

Food = calories?

As a foodie, Shen Qianshu, who likes to eat and has nothing to do, this is simply unacceptable, "you are a monster."