I really don't remember it just now, but now my mind is getting clearer. I even remember that my body was very uncomfortable, and I fell asleep.

It's amazing, the memory is getting clearer and clearer, and he even remembers that he asked Mu Mu three times if the heating was turned off, why is it so cold at home.

It's over, it's over, he's really sick with a fever.

"Thankfully, you're having a fever caused by alcoholism. Next time, you must not touch the alcohol stuff again, or you won't even know how to die. Mu Mu reminded and warned again.

Mu Ge nodded hurriedly.

If you don't touch it, you won't touch it, and you won't touch it if you kill it. He obviously didn't drink much yesterday, but after he got up at noon, his brain was dizzy and painful, and he didn't want to experience a hangover again in his life.

"Knock knock."

There was a knock on the door, followed by Ye Jingye's voice. "The millet porridge is boiled, do you want to drink it now?"

"You come in directly, he's awake and ready to drink." Mu Mu said.

It was she who heard the doctor say that Mu Ge was about to wake up, and he must be hungry after not eating for a day. The doctor also said that Mu Ge could only eat some light food in the past two days, and porridge was the best. So I asked Ye Jingye to help boil up a pot.

Then, I saw Ye Jingye come in with a bowl of millet porridge.

The kind that doesn't put any seasoning, it's very light.

Although it is also made by Ye Jingye, this bowl of millet porridge is no different from that made by ordinary people.

"Let's drink porridge." Mu Mu said to Mu Ge.

Mu Ge glanced at it, and seemed to be a little disgusted. "Is it just porridge?"

Although he was sick with a fever, his appetite was not affected, and he wanted to eat something delicious.

However, Mu Mu nodded at him. "Well, it's just porridge."

"This, this is too light, a little too much to eat."

Mu Ge pushed the bowl of porridge in front of him again.

"If you don't eat it, there's nothing else to eat. Then you're hungry. As he spoke, Mu Mu was about to take the porridge away.

Seeing this, Mu Ge hurriedly snatched the porridge back. It's going to be hungry and screaming, so what's the matter if there's nothing to eat. "Porridge is porridge, anyway, I haven't drunk porridge for a long time, and it's okay to drink it once in a while. That is, do you have any side dishes or anything to eat? Pickles and dried radishes are also fine. ”

Mu Mu stretched out a finger and waved at him.

Mu Ge resigned himself to his fate, so he could only drink porridge.

Seeing that Mu Ge finished drinking the porridge, Mu Mu also let him rest in the room.

Then I went back to the restaurant with Ye Jingye for dinner.

There are those made by their own chefs, and there are also Ye Jingye's dishes, which look very rich.

And Mu Mu can finally have a good meal. At noon, because Mu Ge was sick and had a fever, they didn't eat much at noon.

Mu Ge's nose was like that of a dog, and the smell of food outside could be smelled in his room. Can't be resentful......

***

As the doctor said, Mu Ge's health was fine, and by the time he took his temperature the next morning, the temperature had completely subsided.

Now Mu Ge is alive again, not at all like yesterday's appearance of dying or living.

There is nothing going on here, but the weather outside today is still very bad. The blizzard has been since noon yesterday and has not stopped until now, and there is no sign of stopping.

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