"What's wrong with the parrot?" Shen Changan asked, worriedly approaching Feiying who had suddenly collapsed.
"It's fine," Liu Mao smiled. "Probably ate too much and fried its brain."
"Ate too much?" Shen Changan was still a little worried and walked over to the parrot for a closer look. Seeing that it didn't seem sick, he felt relieved. He stroked the feathers on the parrot's head a few times. "Don't give it anything else to eat later."