Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

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.”

by two pan-fried buns, and then prepare a bowl of noodles, fish, and tofu porridge… and

about to interject with, “Isn’t that too much to cat?” when the determined old lady continued, “That’s just the appetizer… For the main breakfast, make some roasted chicken, serve a plate of boiled lettuce,

should be fine.”

Hugh remained speechless.

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

could not speak

everyone’s breakfast consisted of pan-fried buns,

accustomed to such claborate meals and shared the same views with

about adding blueberry sauce to some yogurt, and we can

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

nutrition!”

Hugh remained in disbelief.

up, a sumptuous breakfast awaited

returning from the Palace of the Ruler of Hell,

in

and upgrade her strengths. While others diligently

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

returned to the Crawford Mansion. Her siblings were currently hiring tutors, but Lilly, being in kindergarten,

King Libra was eliminated, everyone should remain

you seen anyone weird lately, Daddy?” Lilly immediately sought out Blake upon her

his gaze on the

suspicious ghosts were

would be easy for him to

pointed to

scoffed, “Isn’t

thinking it might be

to acknowledge her as her relative. She even felt uneasy when Yena addressed Lilly as her

“That’s right, it’s

at

“Arthur.” Blake called out.

appeared, responding,

hour to find out all of Yena’s

“Yes, sir!”

the information I could gather! Yena’s movements during the first half of the month were not suspicious, but in the latter half, she

marked

the Ferguson

circular pattern around the

and then at the circles on the map, saying. That’s

“Plastic wrap? Do we

with his