Jiang Ye stored some firewood under the wooden house, most of which did not get wet because Jiang Ye had paved the floor of the wooden house, which could still partially block the rain.
Jiang Ye built a small stove with stones and heated up the broth.
The little foodie also came down from upstairs and jumped into Jiang Ye's arms, looking like he was asking for a hug.
"What's wrong with you?"
"Were you bullied outside?"
In short, Jiang Ye felt that something was wrong with its condition.
"Coo, coo."
The cries were all weak.
"Is he sick from the rain?"
As Jiang Ye spoke, he checked the little foodie's body and found no wounds on it, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
Unfortunately, there is a language barrier.
Jiang Ye had no choice but to hold it and give it some comfort, hoping that it could recover quickly.
Soon, the soup was heated up.
The little foodie didn't seem to be very interested and stopped staring at the broth.
This situation still worries people in the live broadcast room.
Because everyone thinks the little foodie might be sick.
Jiang Ye is not a veterinarian and does not have any medical equipment, so it is impossible for him to provide any help to the little foodie.
However, when the broth was poured into the little foodie's bowl, the little foodie quickly picked up the bowl and drank the broth and ate the meat in the bowl.
However, after eating, he did not ask Jiang Ye for more, looking like he was full.
Also, it didn't eat bones at night.
Looking at its condition, Jiang Ye was indeed worried that the little foodie might be sick.
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