Spoiled by Eight Uncles

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

main breakfast, make some roasted chicken, serve a plate of boiled lettuce, and

should be fine.”

Hugh remained speechless.

in satisfaction. “We have protein, vitamins, carbohydrates… Well, let’s include fresh milk at the end.

not

of pan-fried buns, noodles, porridge, roasted

grown accustomed to such claborate meals and shared the same views with Bettany.

worried they might get tired of it? How about adding blueberry sauce to some yogurt, and we can also serve them some barley.”

include those too! We

remained in

Lilly woke up, a

since returning from the Palace of the Ruler of Hell,

others were in for a filling

cultivate and upgrade her strengths. While others diligently cultivate immortality, she effortlessly ascends through eating.

gain weight again. This was why Bettany is so fixated on feeding Lilly to

tutors, but Lilly, being in kindergarten, did not have to worry

eliminated, everyone should remain cautious, and their lives could not return to

Daddy?” Lilly immediately sought out Blake upon

focused his gaze on the surveillance

suspicious ghosts were visible.

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pointed to a

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thinking it might be

but Lilly refused to acknowledge her as her relative. She even felt uneasy

right,

stared at

Blake called out.

appeared, responding, “Here, sir!”

of Yena’s recent activities and every

“Yes, sir!”

information I could gather! Yena’s movements during the first half of the month

and marked the locations

appeared at the Ferguson

pattern

and then at the circles on the

we need to buy plastic wrap?”

left with his doubts.