God-level Quick Wear: Sick Host, Ask For Light Pet

Wang Shuo came and went, but before he left, he left the antidote.

Ningmeng glanced at the ingredients in the potion, but she could actually mix it.

However, she saw at a glance that the poison in Shi'anli's body was already very unusual, and it should not be exposed too much.

Fortunately, Shi Ping'an didn't ask her how she knew it, otherwise, Ningmeng really didn't know how to say it.

Although I majored in pharmacy, there is still a difference from a doctor.

And when Wang Shuo asked, Shi Pingan didn't tell the truth.

He only said that he accidentally broke his finger and found that the blood color was different, and then Wang Shuo sighed: "You are so lucky."

But only Ningmeng and Shi Ping'an know that this is not a matter of luck.

This incident has become an unspoken little secret in the hearts of Ningmeng and Shi Ping'an.

After Wang Shuo left, Ningmeng stayed with Shi Ping An, discussing their ideas, and then found that the other party's conjecture coincided with his own.

I can't digest it safely, and I eat about the same things as a three-year-old child.

Even sometimes, he eats less than a three-year-old child.

Before Ningmeng came, his daily fixed food was three meals of white porridge, as well as the water he usually drank.

After Ningmeng came, his fixed food was still white porridge, but the water he drank was given to him by Ningmeng.

Shi Ping An naturally does not doubt Ningmeng, and Ningmeng has a clear conscience.

So both of them thought of the people in the kitchen.

There are only two people in the kitchen, the chef Liu Yumei and her son Zhao Yu.

In the morning and evening, when Ningmeng sometimes chooses to drink porridge like Shi Ping'an.

But Ningmeng never noticed anything wrong with the porridge.

Either it was the person who poisoned the poison and only poisoned it in a bowl of time peace, or the time of poisoning was not in the morning and evening, but when she was away at noon.

Because in the morning, besides Ningmeng, there are other people in the villa who also want to eat porridge, including the housekeeper Wang Lin.

But at noon, only Shi Ping drank porridge alone, and everyone else ate rice.

The white porridge is cooked by Liu Yumei and her son Zhao Yu. Sometimes Liu Yumei brings out the white porridge safely, and sometimes it is the housekeeper Wang Lin.

But those who can touch the porridge are just such a few people.

If there is a problem with the porridge, it is easy to check.

Ningmeng and Shi Ping'an chose to investigate secretly.

In the evening, Ningmeng chose to drink white porridge.

After the porridge was served, when no one noticed, Ningmeng deliberately dug a spoon from Shi'an's bowl.

Found that there is no problem.

The next day, Ningmeng, as usual, went out early after eating breakfast.

But in private, she confessed that it was out of date and safe. Don't eat anything in the morning. If you are hungry, drink the water she left him.

At noon, Ningmeng asked Changan to pick her up and suddenly returned to the villa.

Ning Meng stepped on to come back, and the time to come back happened to be the time when Shi Ping'an usually had lunch.

Although Wang Lin unexpectedly came back at noon, Ningmeng still smiled and asked what Ningmeng would like to eat at noon.

Ningmeng gave a safe look and smiled and said, "Just white porridge, I feel a little uncomfortable in my throat these days. It's just right to drink white porridge." It can be regarded as a side explanation of why she often drank porridge with Shi Ping'an these days .

Wang Lin responded with a smile, turned and walked into the kitchen.

Ningmeng sat next to Shi Ping'an. Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one in the hall at this moment, she immediately stirred the white porridge with a spoon for inspection.

"You didn't touch it?" Ningmeng said in a low voice when facing her.

"Not yet, I didn't eat it in the morning." Shi Ping'an also lowered his head, and whispered in Ningmeng's ear. The two were like two students whispering with their teacher behind their backs in class.

"That's fine." Ningmeng breathed a sigh of relief, and then checked the white porridge in the bowl.

Lemon Meng can be smelled by smelling, but ordinary people can't smell this smell.

Ningmeng stirred the white porridge. When she smelled the scent mixed in the white porridge, Ningmeng's eyes sank. She took a spoon and took a little bit of white rice porridge to deliver it to her mouth.

Then in the middle of the journey, Shi Ping'an started to stop him.

"Don't be afraid, I'm fine." Ningmeng calmed Shi Ping'an, then opened her mouth and ate a bit.

At just one point, Ningmeng turned her head and spit the porridge on the paper.

"This porridge is poisonous." Ningmeng said in a deep voice, wrapping the paper into a ball and throwing it into the trash can next to it.

Shi Ping'an frowned, looked at the porridge in front of him, and said nothing.

At this time, Wang Lin came out of the kitchen with a bowl of steaming white porridge and two other side dishes.

What makes Ningmeng strange is that the bowl of porridge prepared for her was not poisoned. Obviously, the people in the secret were acting against the peace of time.

Shi Ping'an didn't touch the bowl of porridge in the end.

After the meal, Ningmeng was not in a hurry to go back to school, and went upstairs to discuss the matter with Shi Ping An.

In Shi'an’s room, Ningmeng sat on the soft carpet, holding in her arms the Pikachu puppet, who was thrown out of bed by Shi'an every night, and seriously suggested: “You can check whether the three of them have happened recently. Something, or someone you have contacted."

Yesterday, she and Shi Ping'an were still just guessing about the porridge.

But now, since it has been confirmed that this matter is true, then you can follow this line to investigate.

There are only three people who have come into contact with white porridge, which is very easy to check.

But thinking that Shi Ping'an grew up and never left the nursing home or the outside society, Ningmeng asked again: "Otherwise, let me take care of this matter."

"No." Shi Ping'an shook his head: "I have sent someone to investigate, and they will contact me as soon as there is a result."

"So fast?" Ningmeng looked a little surprised.

"Well, let them check tonight." Shi Ping'an never doubted Ningmeng from the beginning to the end, and the things he usually eats in his mouth are limited, and there are only a few people passing by.

He had done this before going to bed last night.

Ningmeng also realized with hindsight that Shi Ping'an had an extraordinary trust in him.

It was actually only half a month since I came here by myself.

The people who have been working by his side for so long, he doubted himself when he said that he doubted, but did not doubt himself at all.

Ningmeng was really touched in her heart.

Then, Ningmeng thought of Shi Ping's current physical condition again.

Ningmeng frowned: "You didn't eat it in the morning, and then you didn't eat it just now. Otherwise, I'll go to the kitchen and cook a bowl of porridge for you."

"No, I'll startle the snake." Shi Ping'an shook his head. The reason why he didn't touch the porridge this morning or noon was that he didn't want to eat it and had no appetite.

It's only a little while after lunch time. If Ningmeng is cooking porridge now, it will inevitably attract the attention of poisoned people.

Ningmeng hugged Pikachu and sat on the carpet. The carpet was still soft, but Ningmeng felt she couldn't sit still anymore.

Ningmeng frowned, her expression a bit tangled.

She can actually exchange things from the system space and give it to eat safely, but she can't expose the system, space, tasks and other things.

Even if the person in front of him is Qi Yu after amnesia.

But let her go hungry safely while watching, which Ningmeng couldn't do.

Ningmeng thought for a while, and finally gritted her teeth and said Ping An, "In my bag, there are two tomatoes that my classmate gave me. I will wash them and bring them for you. How about a bite?"

Shi Ping'an originally wanted to refuse.

He usually eats white porridge because he can only eat white porridge.

Once he eats other things, his body can't help nausea and nausea.

He tried many times before, and each time ended up with gastric lavage.

But looking at Ningmeng's nervous and begging eyes, Shi Ping'an suddenly couldn't say a word to refuse.

He nodded: "Well, I'm hungry anyway, let's try."

At worst, it is just another gastric lavage.

Seeing that he agreed, Ningmeng's eyes lit up, and she dropped the sentence "Then I will take it", and then got up and hurriedly left the room where she was safe.

Ningmeng returned to her room and exchanged two tomatoes from the system mall with her mind.

The tomatoes in the system mall are big and ruddy. After being washed by Ningmeng, they are even more moist and delicious.

Ningmeng handed the tomato to Shi Ping.

Shi Ping only needed one, and then lowered his head and took a small bite.

The imaginary nausea did not come, but a swell of sweetness spread in his mouth.

Shi Ping'an was taken aback for a moment.

He hasn't eaten anything other than porridge for a long time.

All the nutrients lacking in white porridge were injected into his body by Wang Shuo with medicine.

It is sweet and slightly sour.

While making Shi Ping'an feel a little uncomfortable, he fell in love with this taste in an instant.

After swallowing, he didn't feel any discomfort, so he lowered his head and took another bite.

With the first bite, there will be a second bite. When he reacted safely, he had eaten a whole fist-sized tomato.

"I'll give you this too, eat quickly." Ningmeng happily stuffed the remaining tomato into Shi'an's hand.

Shi Ping'an raised his head and glanced at Ningmeng, his eyes were slightly deep, then he lowered his head and slowly ate the tomato in his hand.

After he finished eating, Ningmeng asked, "Are you full?"

"Yeah." Shi Ping'an nodded and wiped his hands with a tissue.

The weight of the two tomatoes is not small, and he is a bit overwhelmed.

But thinking about the sweetness just now, even if it lasts, he still has some aftertaste.

Ningmeng breathed a sigh of relief: "It's fine if you're full. I'm going to school for class. You can take a nap first."

"Okay, I'll take you down first." Shi Ping'an nodded.

Changan drove downstairs and Ningmeng did not want to send it off, but Shi Pingan insisted on following her downstairs.

When Ningmeng got in the car, Shi Ping'an stood at the door quietly watching Ningmeng.

Ningmeng sat in the car and waved to Shi Ping'an before Changan drove away from the nursing home.

After Ningmeng was gone, Shi Ping'an immediately called someone and asked them to send some fruits.

Gu Jin knew that Shi was in peace. He was a little surprised when he heard his request, and his tone was full of joy: "Did you eat fruit? Are you in good health?"

"No." Shi Ping'an lowered his eyebrows in a cold voice, and then added: "Buy some more tomatoes."

"...Your uncle, all right."

Gu Jin personally picked up the fruit to see when he was safe.

But after Shi Ping'an smelled the smell of the fruit, he couldn't stand it anymore.

The fruits of various colors exude their own aroma, which is irritating.

But in his nose, it was like the smell of a stinking ditch, which was very pungent.

And even the tomato, he couldn't reach out to touch it, let alone eat it.