Illness comes like a mountain, and illness goes like a thread.

Lin Changan held on for so many days, and after falling ill all of a sudden, although he still wanted to fight his spirit, he was powerless after all.

"I'm sorry! I've been letting you cook every day lately! If you want to eat something else, you can take my phone and order takeout, and you can order your own favorite food!"

Lin Changan coughed a few times, and when he saw Mei Mu'an coming in, he quickly twisted his head to the side, and Mei Mu'an walked towards Lin Changan with mushroom and lean porridge in his hand.

He was so sick that he even had gastroenteritis, and he couldn't eat or drink every day, so Mei Mu'an had to change his way to cook something for him.

"Do you feel better today? I'm tired of eating porridge!"

Memuan

Chapter 89 of "An is Mu Chang'an" Just dead? I am hitting my hand, please wait a moment,

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