Daniel Xia, with runny nose and wrapped in a blanket, hugged Henry Lao and lay in front of the fire. Nathan Lin kept instructing him: "Roast the chest first, then the back... Yes, turn it over, and roast it evenly."
Daniel Xia turned over and over and moved back and forth, and Henry Lao meowed. Finally, Nathan Lin said, "Stop!"
"Are you sweating?" he asked.
Daniel Xia sent Henry Lao out breathlessly: "Uncle Nathan Lin, please have your meal. The cat is finally cooked."
Nathan Lin slapped Old Henry Lao away with a "pop", took out the syringe, and hooked his finger at Daniel Xia with an expressionless face.
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