It is estimated that the VIP ward of Jinghe Hospital has never been so lively since its construction.

I used to say that the ward was like a vegetable market, and that was an adjective.

Now to say that the ward is like a vegetable market is a pure scene depiction.

Mi He was stunned to look at the big goose that swayed past the doorway, and then looked at the string of duck cubs following behind the big goose's buttocks.

I couldn't help but quit the ward and looked at the house number carefully.

That's right.

The geese quacked, and the down fanned out when they fluttered their wings flew all over the sky.

Mi He trembled inside, and when he passed the kitchen, he clearly saw a fish at least half a meter long jumping out of the bucket and falling to the floor with a snap.

Mi He: "......"

Two meters away from the bed, there is a large screen, which perfectly divides the ward into two areas, leaving a gap of nearly one meter or so in the corner of the screen, and curtains are hung on it.

Mi He lifted the bamboo curtain dizzily: "Danger is coming, this is ...... in the ward." Do you have pets? ”

Is this species too abundant?

Wei Zhaolin didn't know when someone got a wheelchair, and he was reading a book in a wheelchair at this time.

Mi He tilted his head and glanced at the cover, the book was called "A Brief History of Mankind".

Mi He: "! ”

Great book!

Isn't that exactly the human guide she needs?

Wei Zhaolin had already closed the book, and he turned his wheelchair to approach: "It's not a pet." ”

Mi He: "? ”

Wei Zhaolin looked at her for a moment, as if he was unwilling to let go of Mi He's slight change in expression: "It's the ingredients." ”

Mi He: "......"

Hong Kong Zhen, this sense of crisis can be said to be coming.

The ingredients? What are ingredients?

It's the ingredients that you eat!

These big geese, ducks, and big fish out there...... It's all going to die!

Mi He took a sharp breath, and didn't cry on the spot: "Do you need, do you need me to help you contact the chef?" ”

If it weren't for the strong enough determination to keep the vest, she would have been crying and begging for danger to give the ingredients a way to live.

"No, the chef will come at 10 o'clock." Wei Zhaolin said the most heart-wrenching words in the calmest tone, "Before they come, you take care of the ingredients first." ”

Mi He: "......"

The hand holding the screen trembled slightly.

There was a flash of lightning and thunder in Mi He's head, and he almost didn't know what he was talking about: "How, how to deal with it?" ”

Wei Zhaolin raised his eyebrows: "Geese and ducks cut their throats, bleed, and pluck their feathers, rabbits cut their throats, bleed, and skin them, and fish stun, shave, and remove their gills, don't you?" ”

"......" Mi He's face was completely white, and he even suspected that what he heard was not the way the ingredients were handled, but the ten tortures of the Manchu Dynasty.

She tugged at the corners of her bloodless lips: "Why do you suddenly have to cook in the ward?" ”

Mi He had observed before that although this VIP ward was equipped with a cooking area, it had never been used, and Wei Zhaolin's three meals a day were all delivered at Wei's house.

Suddenly there is such a whole thing today......

Mi He's heart was beating wildly.

Her instincts told her it was a pitfall, maybe even a temptation.

Although I don't know why Wei Zhaolin used this way, there is no doubt that this temptation was indeed poked at Mi He's death hole.

Extreme sensibility is a label attached to the Ω star, in the interstellar alliance, as long as you see someone who cries at every turn and collapses at every turn, then there is a chance that this person is a Ω star, this is almost the consensus of the whole alliance.

But if it was really what she guessed, what would be Wei Zhaolin's identity?

Is he really human?

Is it possible for humans to know the characteristics of Ω and Ω planetarians?

Mi He's alarm bell sounded in his head.

She knew that no matter what Wei Zhaolin's identity was, she would definitely not fall off the horse today, otherwise it would be all over!

Wei Zhaolin narrowed his narrow eyes: "The matter of accessing the monitoring has caused a lot of trouble to the hospital, and it is not convenient for me to leave the hospital now, so I can only invite them to a light meal in the ward." ”

This reason is reasonable, not even far-fetched, but Mi He is still vigilant: "Then why do you want me to handle the ingredients?" I'm not a professional, wouldn't it be more appropriate to let the chef handle it? ”

Wei Zhaolin asked rhetorically: "You are my fiancée, I want to entertain guests, you cook personally to show your sincerity, what's the problem?" ”

"......," Mi He was dying, "but I'm not proficient in cooking." ”

Wei Zhaolin nodded slightly: "I know, that's why I let you handle the ingredients, and as for cooking, there will be a special chef in charge." ”

Seeing that Mi He was still about to speak, Wei Zhaolin said: "On the earth, more than 80% of families adopt the business model of 'male dominant, female dominant', and the remaining 20 percent, even if they don't cook for their husbands every day, they will occasionally cook next time, which is common sense." ”

Mi He was snuffed out by this 'common sense' and extinguished his last hope.

What else could she say?

If she refuses, will Wei Zhaolin suspect that she is not human because she doesn't even follow 'common sense'?

Mi He nodded tearfully: "I'll do it." ”

Even if you agree to do it, it's not so easy to actually implement it.

Just the big goose can talk about the rice and the house is full of chaos.

"......" she suspects that Wei Zhaolin has sent someone to buy a fighting goose.

Mi He was chased by geese for nearly twenty minutes, and the one in the ward called a chicken and a dog jumped, and the goose feathers danced wildly.

She actually has many ways to deal with this goose, such as mental power, and then force value, but Mi He doesn't plan to use any of these methods.

One is because she doesn't really want to kill geese in her selfish heart, and the other is because she has had contact with Mi Youran, and she knows very well what the level of force that a normal human female should have.

In a word...... Just the dish, just can't beat the goose.

Mi He made a panting appearance: "No, no, I can't run." ”

As soon as the words fell, the goose flapped its wings and took off, grabbing a piece of meat on Mi He's arm and twisting it.

Mi He was stunned for two seconds, and then screamed: "Pain, pain, pain." ”

Wei Zhaolin stared at her for a while, and suddenly took a small flower pot from the windowsill and smashed it on the goose's head.

The majestic goose tilted its head and fell to the ground.

Mi He breathed a sigh of relief: "...... Thank you. ”

"Show me the arm." Wei Zhaolin held out his hand to her.

Mi He didn't know why, so he obediently stretched his arm over.

Wei Zhaolin rolled up her sleeves, looked at Mi He's white and flawless arms, and chuckled.

"The bite force of the goose can reach 248 kilograms, and an external blow of more than 1 catty may cause human subcutaneous hemorrhage, capillary rupture, and bruise and redness." He nodded to the place where the goose had just spoken, "Can you tell me why you have been twisted by the goose for so long, but there is nothing on your arm?" ”

Mi He was in a cold sweat, never expecting that Wei Zhaolin would dig a pit here.

The A-level physique is destined that Mi He will not be easily injured, and she is also used to the strength of her body, so she just cared about crying out for pain, and even forgot about the problem of leaving scars.

She forced herself to calm down, and quickly condensed her mental power into a bundle that slammed into the inside of her arm from within.

The severe pain made Mi He grit his teeth, and only after confirming that the bruises had formed did he reluctantly smile: "So you want to see the bruises?" The goose is not screwing this side. ”

She flipped her arm over, revealing a fuchsia inside.

"It's here."

Wei Zhaolin's fingertips paused slightly, and his tone was rarely a little hesitant: "...... Is it? ”

"Hmm." Mi He withdrew his hand, "There was a sleeve blocking it before, you shouldn't have seen it clearly." ”

Wei Zhaolin stopped talking, and was silent for a long time before raising his hand at her.

"Got it, you go ahead."