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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.”

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

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

should be fine.”

Hugh remained speechless.

surveyed the menu she had compiled, and nodded in satisfaction. “We have protein,

not speak

of pan-fried buns, noodles,

grown accustomed to such claborate meals and shared

it? How about adding blueberry sauce to some yogurt, and we can also serve

too! We need to ensure

nutrition!”

remained in

woke up, a sumptuous breakfast awaited

returning from the Palace of the Ruler of Hell, Lilly’s appetite had noticeably

were in for a filling

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

for her, and it was challenging for her to gain weight again.

siblings were currently hiring tutors, but

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

anyone weird lately, Daddy?” Lilly immediately sought out Blake

focused his gaze on

ghosts

be easy for him

this her?” Blake pointed to a familiar figure in

scoffed, “Isn’t that

bit disappointed, thinking it might be King

her cousin, but Lilly refused to acknowledge her as her relative. She even felt uneasy when Yena addressed Lilly as

“That’s right, it’s her.”

stared at

called out.

swiftly appeared, responding,

half an hour to find out all of Yena’s recent activities and every

“Yes, sir!”

could gather! Yena’s movements during the first

the map and marked the locations of these

the

pattern

circles on the map, saying. That’s right,

puzzled, “Plastic wrap? Do we need to buy

left with his