Right now, this fried chicken probably won't cure illness, but it's already enough to ease the problem.
Wen Yan settled the young girl in, not treating her as a patient, just behaving as usual, which made the little girl feel more comfortable, at least no pressure from everyone's concern.
If it had been before, if she started bleeding profusely from nose and mouth, she would definitely be sent to the hospital immediately.
After experiencing ups and downs, the girl, who didn't even know why her father was arrested, finally went to sleep tiredly.
Wen Yan went home, and the house was in a flurry, with a few of the non-fried-chicken-eating folks squabbling with Sparrow Cat, discussing whether the still-sleeping Mole Cricket that Wen Yan brought back should be given some fried chicken.
Little Zombie meant that they don't eat because they can't or don't like it.
But that Mole Cricket looked alive and seemed to love meat, so they definitely should share.
