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It hasn't been updated for days. Everyone was sick the other day. Go home and take care of your mother, first Dad starts with a cold. The family later became sick of four people due to the virus. The whole family was infected, and the father had a high fever, followed by his mother and brother, and later by his sister's youngest daughter. Two old people burned in the middle of the night and the little ones burned in the middle of the night. My sister couldn't see it coming. The old man's sick and soft. Dad's better, she can't even eat her mother's sick, she can't take care of her little sister. As soon as I learned that Mom had not been in a rice meal for four days (father had gone to work a little better and didn't take care of Mom's diet), I didn't take any time off, and I made a bowl of ginger date congee for Mom this time. I spent half an hour with a pot, serving it to Mom. I can't eat today's porridge. Of course, there must be no smell of porridge after getting sick and eating rice, after which she took her mother to the hospital and examined her mother for a virus cold, which was repeated in a small clinic with a bottle of high fever and suffering from a lack of medication. The old Chinese doctor showed his mother that she had not eaten for four days and that high blood pressure combined with menstruation was particularly difficult to treat. But the old Chinese doctor is the old Chinese doctor with a drug. Before I get back, I don't want to go back to my mom and check her out the medications that she's trying to fix her body. I'm so sorry, but Mom's a little sick and she can't go to the kitchen and dig my own peanuts. Cook peanuts tomorrow. I hope all my parents are healthy。