Spoiled by Eight Uncles

Chapter 567 I Train by Eating 

If you were to ask about Bettany’s medical miracle, it would undoubtedly be her cooking prowess.

To be more precise, she could cook for her granddaughter.

After a night of rest, on the third day of waking up. Bettany managed to sit up.

“Doctor, can I go home now? Bettany asked cagerly.

The doctor examined her medical records and smiled, saying. “It has been a week since the operation, and there have been no complications. Your recovery has been excellent! However, you only need to stay here for ten more days, so don’t worry!”

Bettany responded, “But I need to cook for my granddaughter…”

The doctor was momentarily speechless. “Let me put it this way, even if you’re discharged in ten days, you still need to rest and recover for at least a month at home. Do you want to cook?”

Playfully, the doctor mimicked stirring a pot and flipping a spatula, saying, “Cooking involves exerting pressure on your chest. Considering your age, I recommend avoiding such labor for at least three months.”

Bettany argued like a stubborn child, “How can cooking be considered labor?”

Hugh chimed in. “Alright, even if there’s no one at home to cook, you should be obedient and not risk. reopening the wound by coming back to the hospital and suffering!”

Bettany shot him an annoyed glare.

After sharing a few words of advice, the doctor left the ward.

Bettany leaned back against the pillow with a forlorn expression.

What kind of life would she be living if she could not cook to fatten up her children and grandchildren?

One of the essential qualities of a qualified grandmother was being able to nourish her loved ones.

Lilly has become noticeably thinner in her absence!

Margaret offered, “Old Mrs. Crawford, let me handle it! I’ve been assisting you all this time, and I know Lilly’s tastes well.”

Bettany smirked, but she remained silent.

Margaret chimed in once again, saying, “I’ll take care of the cooking, and you can handle the feeding. I’ll make sure to fatten them up for you.”

Bettany sat up straight, nodded, and exclaimed, “You’re right! Come, get a pen and paper. I’ll create a menu for you.”

“It’s now 7.30 in the morning… Lilly usually wakes up at 9 o’clock if she doesn’t have school.”

“You can start by steaming a bowl of eggs for her, followed by two pan-fried buns, and then prepare a bowl of noodles, fish, and tofu porridge… and a basket of shrimp dumplings

the determined old lady continued, “That’s just the appetizer… For the main breakfast, make some roasted chicken, serve a plate of boiled lettuce, and then steam some spare ribs… We shouldn’t have anything too greasy in the morning, so

should be fine.”

Hugh remained speechless.

pen and paper, surveyed the menu she had compiled, and nodded in satisfaction. “We have protein, vitamins, carbohydrates… Well, let’s include fresh milk at

not speak up.

everyone’s breakfast consisted of pan-fried

meals and shared

tired of it? How about adding blueberry sauce to some yogurt, and we

“Yes, let’s include those too! We need to ensure they

in disbelief.

up, a sumptuous breakfast

the Palace of the Ruler of Hell, Lilly’s appetite had

others were in for a filling

relying on eating to cultivate and upgrade her strengths. While others diligently cultivate immortality,

challenging for her to gain weight again. This was why Bettany is so fixated

Mansion. Her siblings were currently hiring tutors, but Lilly, being in kindergarten, did not have to worry too much

eliminated, everyone should remain cautious, and their lives

weird lately, Daddy?” Lilly

his gaze on the

suspicious ghosts

him to detect

pointed to a familiar figure

scoffed, “Isn’t that Yena?”

a bit disappointed, thinking it might be King Libra.

to be her cousin, but Lilly refused to acknowledge her as her relative.

“That’s right,

at Yena coldly.

called out.

swiftly appeared, responding, “Here, sir!”

out all of Yena’s

“Yes, sir!”

this is all the information I could gather! Yena’s movements during the first half of the month were not suspicious, but in the latter half, she visited the Preston, Taylor, Lean,

marked

the Ferguson family’s

pattern around the Crawford Mansion.

sky and then at the circles on the map, saying. That’s right, it’s like a plastic wrap!”

“Plastic wrap? Do we need to buy

left with

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