After Ming Zeye returned home, he first put the ingredients he bought in the refrigerator.
Then he opened the document package, took out a few copies, and read through them seriously.
Ming Zeye quickly looked at a few pictures and felt a little speechless.
He also thought that Sharon Wynyard had some hidden secrets, so the original owner investigated her.
In fact, the original owner probably had a crush on Sharon Wynyard and wanted to pursue her, so he asked someone to check this out.
These information are all about Sharon Wynyard's interests and hobbies, such as what kind of men she likes, what she likes to eat, and what she does in her daily life.
But a sentence on the last piece of paper caught his attention. It should have been written by Mu Hyuk.
"PS: If my guess is correct, Sharon Wynyard is Belmod. From a friend's perspective, I don't think she is suitable for you."
Ming Zeye put the information back into the file bag with an expressionless face. He finally understood that the original owner had probably been secretly in love with Belmode.
If the original owner hadn't been dead, once this information was obtained, the original owner would probably have started to pursue Belmod in an open and honest manner.
Moreover, Sharon Wynyard even has a daughter. She is old enough to be the mother of the original owner, and the original owner still wants to pursue her.
Ming Zeye was a little lucky in his heart. Fortunately, he came early, otherwise he might not be able to accept it when the original owner and Belmod were done.
In this regard, Ming Zeye has a very serious mental disorder.
Shi Jiu had been crawling next to Ming Zeye obediently, waiting quietly for Ming Zeye to finish reading the information.
When Shijiu saw Mingzeye put away the information, it jumped in front of Mingzeye and urged Mingzeye: "Master, I want to eat boiled fish, pickled fish, braised fish, sweet and sour crispy fish, fried fish Small……"
"Stop, these are not suitable for eating in the morning." Ming Zeye interrupted Shi Jiu's endless list of dish names. He didn't know where a cat could remember so many dish names.
Shi Jiu was a little disappointed and sighed, "Okay."
Ming Zeye then added: "But we can make fish porridge."
Shi Jiu suddenly became energetic, "Okay! Master is the best!"
"Put the bell on." As he said that, Ming Zeye put the bell collar around Shi Jiu's neck. Shi Jiu cooperated obediently with Ming Zeye and did not move.
Ming Zeye nodded with satisfaction, so that he could confirm Shi Jiu's location when he was at home.
He didn't notice until Shi Jiu had already run in front of him.
"I'm going to the kitchen. You stay here and don't run around."
Shi Jiu nodded repeatedly, "Okay."
Ming Zeye took out the ingredients he wanted to use from the refrigerator, and took out some rice from the rice bag next to the refrigerator.
Entering the kitchen, Ming Zeye first soaked the rice in water for five minutes, washed it, and put it into the rice cooker.
Then he put the processed salmon on the cutting board, cut it into pieces, and put it on the plate.
Then Ming Zeye put the sliced ginger into the plate to remove the smell, and added some seasonings.
After marinating for ten minutes, Mingzeye carefully picked out all the ginger slices.
Ming Zeye hates eating ginger very much.
If he doesn't pick out the ginger slices, it will affect his mood throughout the day if he eats them.
After a while, the rice porridge was cooked. He poured the fish pieces on the plate into the porridge and simmered it for 30 minutes.
Mingzeye put in chopped green onions and a spoonful of salt, stirred it with a spoon, took a small mouthful, blew it to cool, and tasted it.
Ming Zeye nodded with satisfaction. It tasted good. Since coming here, his cooking skills have improved more than a little bit.
Ming Zeye filled two bowls of fish porridge and brought them out of the kitchen.
Shi Jiu had been waiting outside the kitchen for a long time. As soon as Mingzeye came out, he looked at the fish porridge in Mingzeye's hand with bright eyes.
Ming Zeye placed the fish porridge in front of Shi Jiu and casually reminded him: "It's just out of the pot, be careful not to scald it."
"Okay, okay."
Shi Jiu blew on the porridge vigorously. After a while, the heat disappeared. He stretched out his tongue and licked the fish porridge tentatively. When he saw that it was almost cold, he took his mouth.
Cats' tongues are very sensitive and can easily get burned.
Ming Zeye took a few bites and then put down the bowl.
Mingzeye's breathing began to become a little rapid.
He rubbed his temples. After eating fish porridge, his head suddenly hurt and his whole body felt uncomfortable.
Obviously, the problem lies with this bowl of fish porridge.
Ming Zeye looked at the bowl of porridge in front of him solemnly, but since it was made by himself, there could be no problem.
Even if there was something wrong with the ingredients, Shi Jiu would be fine eating it, but something happened to him.
Wait, ingredients?
The ingredient is fish, so the original owner must not be allergic to seafood.
Shi Jiu also noticed something was wrong with Ming Zeye at this time, and asked worriedly: "Master, are you feeling unwell?"
"It's okay, maybe I'm allergic to seafood." Ming Zeye shook his head.
Common skin manifestations of seafood allergies include eczema, papules, and urticaria. Mingzeye looked at his arms and saw some red spots that had not been seen before.
"Trouble." Ming Zeye frowned, "You stay at home, I'll go to the hospital."
"Master, is seafood allergy a serious disease?" Shi Jiu was a little worried.
"It's okay, just a small problem." After Ming Zeye said that, he went out.
Instead of going to the garage to drive, he went to the street and caught a cab.
Ming Zeye's current situation is that if he drives by himself, he will easily get into a car accident. It would be uneconomical to waste a life because of this.
"Where to go?" The driver turned around and asked.
"Ahem, the nearest...hospital." Mingzeye's breathing became more and more difficult.
Seeing that Ming Zeye's condition seemed serious, the driver immediately started the car without saying much.
Twenty minutes later, a white taxi stopped in front of the hospital.
After Ming Zeye paid, he hurriedly walked towards the hospital without waiting for the driver to change.
"Hey! I haven't changed the money yet." The driver shouted from the car.
Ming Zeye waved his hand, "No need."
After Ming Zeye entered the hospital, he went to the dermatology department and passed the exam, and then took the elevator to the fourth floor to find the attending doctor.
"Ahem, I'm allergic to seafood." After Ming Zeye found the doctor, he quickly explained his situation. He felt that he might collapse at any time.
Sure enough, as soon as Ming Zeye finished speaking, his vision went dark and he fell down.
The doctor looked surprised. This man's expression was too calm. At first, he thought it was not serious, but he didn't expect that the man fell down the next second.
But he reacted quickly and called the nurse immediately.
