Jiang Zhihao saw the frail frame, and also the old clothes that he didn't know where they were picked up from.,Jiang Zhihao knew that it was filled with the roast duck he had been craving.,Jiang Zhihao didn't defend himself, and changed the subject: "Let's have congee for dinner tonight. Your stomach isn't doing well, so I'll cook the rice very soft, it might take a little longer."。