Yan Zheng said: "He has always been like this. Even when Zheng Ling lost a tooth when he was a child, he would be worried for a long time."

Zheng Ling walked in the front, and Yan Zheng's voice faintly reached her ears, making Zheng Ling's back slightly condensed.

Zhan Hanjue's concern for her is not so much making a fuss out of a molehill as it is that he loves and cares too much about her, so he cannot tolerate any mistakes.

She turned around and looked at Lord Zhan Han. When he came up, she took the initiative to hold Lord Zhan Han's hand.

"Brother Jue, I will cooperate with the doctor to do a blood test when we get to the hospital."

Zhan Hanjue pinched her face and said, "Yeah."

When she arrived at the hospital, Zheng Ling bravely cooperated with the doctor. The doctor drew six tubes of blood from her body. She watched the doctor draw without blinking her eyes.

The battle made passers-by and onlookers amazed.

If it weren't for the protection of the Zhan family, she would have been on the hot search several times.

But he didn't know when Zheng Ling became so brave.

When it was Fengxian's turn, Fengxian closed her eyes and wailed, "Doctor, please be gentle...ahhhh, why do you poke so much pain..."

Lord Zhan Han looked at Zheng Ling, thoughtfully.

He remembered that when he was a child, when Zheng Ling was asked to go to the hospital for injections and blood draws, she would cry and throw a tantrum on the floor.

For the rest of his life, he would never let go of her hand again.

After the test results came out, Zheng Ling had many intolerant foods on her diet list. Goat milk was one of them.

Fengxian's situation is very special. There is no problem with her checklist.

He suddenly felt that his life actually had many shortcomings. He missed the funeral of Zheng Ling's car accident, missed Zheng Ling's pregnancy and childbirth, missed her disfigurement and plastic surgery, and also missed the happy first few years of marriage.

He missed all the tragedies in Zheng Ling's life.

So even though he was over forty, in real terms, he and Zheng Ling didn't spend much time together.

Anyway, the inspection results show that everything is normal. There seems to be no need to go back to the source to find the cause.

After coming out of the hospital, Yan Zheng complained to Zhan Hanjue, "I'll just say it, it's unnecessary."

Zhan Hanjue threw Zheng Ling's food allergy list at Yan Zheng, "Remember it clearly for me. I'll test you later."

Finally, the doctor asked in an uncertain tone: "Are you pregnant?"

Fengxian shook her head like a rattle, "I can't be pregnant. I have no fertility."

The doctor ended Fengxian's consultation process with a pending case.

"It's okay if I eat it secretly."

"Will you die if you don't eat?"

Yan Zheng surrendered, "Okay, okay, don't eat. Don't eat."

Yan Zheng looked at the plus signs on the food and was stunned.

"Why is Zheng Ling allergic to so many foods?"

Zhan Hanjue said: "As your immunity increases, you will gradually tolerate it. So in the future, don't tempt Zheng Ling to eat junk food."

Zheng Ling was acting like a coward at this time and could only wait and see what would happen.

Lord Zhan Han said fiercely: "You can go back to the imperial capital."

Yan Zheng did not dare to speak anymore.

Then he muttered: "I can't eat meat, and I can't eat snacks. I think I'd better go and practice immortality or something, so as not to starve to death."

When she returned to the courtyard, Grandma Boye sat in the courtyard and Zheng Ling raised her paw to greet her. "Hello, Grandma."

"Zheng Ling, come here and talk to me," Boye said.


Chapter completed!