"Oh, that's good, I'm afraid you don't like it! This chicken feet are rich in collagen, eat more good for the skin, come, come, don't waste this chicken butt, I hate extravagance and waste the most in my life, it is not easy for our family to earn money every penny. ”

"Yes, it's not easy, I've eaten it all!" Lin Ruoyao bit the chicken butt bitterly.

She knew that although Zhuang Surong was the wife of the palace family, she was very frugal.

I usually don't like extravagance.

Therefore, at this time, in order to please Zhuang Surong, Lin Ruoyao had to drink this bowl of chicken soup hard.

Han Yi looked at her embarrassed appearance and couldn't help but laugh softly beside her.

Lin Ruoyao gave her a blank look.

"Morning, everyone, did you sleep well last night and walked down in your pajamas.

Sleepy, he walked into the kitchen, opened the saucepan, and exclaimed, "Mom, you're stewing chicken soup again, it's so fragrant!" ”

"Don't move, it's for your sister-in-law."

"Hmph, you are eccentric, you don't care for your daughter-in-law if you love your daughter!" Gong Beiluo began to be coquettish again.

Zhuang Surong slapped her ass.

"Your sister-in-law hasn't been home for so many years, and I should love her. If you talk nonsense again, I'll let your brother beat you. ”

"Hee-hee, don't take it seriously, I'll tease you."

Gong Beiluo stuck out his tongue, grabbed a glass of milk casually and ran out.

Lin Ruoyao lowered her head and played with her nails, feeling very uncomfortable.

Zhuang Surong's sister-in-law completely still regards Han Yi as his own daughter-in-law, and he still wants her to give birth to a baby.

She glanced up at Gong Tingxuan.

The latter was looking at Han Yi with an appreciative and gentle look.

"I heard from a friend today that in a small town in County Boousshire a terrible contagion was rampant, like a plague, spreading through the air. After the onset of the disease, the mortality rate is very high. ”

"Oh, what time is it now, and is there such a terrible virus? You can't be mistaken, can you? Zhuang Surong came over.

"It's not going to be sick, it's true that technology is very advanced now. Humans are developing, viruses are evolving, and I'm really worried that this virus will infect our pastures. Lin Ruoyao sighed.

Han Yi said, "It's a bit sophistry, it's true that there is an infectious disease called R3 that is prevalent, but ...... It is only transmitted through blood, bodily fluids. The air does not spread. And the mortality rate is not high, and normal healthy people will not die. Unless it is an old man, those who are already in poor physical condition, will die. ”

"Are you sure you're not hearing rumors?" Lin Ruoyao clasped her hands together and looked at her with great meaning.

"Of course, this is not a rumor, I have personally treated those patients at the scene."

Having said this, Han Yi turned his head and glanced at Gong Tingxuan deeply, and raised his eyebrows, as if to remind him that this matter was inseparable from him.

Lin Ruoyao's eyebrows moved slightly, and she chuckled, "It's really admirable!" Dr. Han is really a savior, since you are here in person, then I am curious, will you be infected with the virus? ”

Han Yi's face was slightly stunned, "What do you mean?" As I said, the virus is transmitted through bodily fluids and blood, and breathing is not in the way. ”

"Oh, don't get excited, I'm not because of ...... Look at it, my aunt is also old, in case you accidentally get infected with some virus and come back, isn't it very dangerous! Lin Ruoyao turned her head to look, just in time to see Zhuang Surong also turning her head, looking curiously in this direction, her eyes were obviously a little shocked.