What if it's not properly nourished, you'll regret it for the rest of your life.
"No worries, my mom makes me delicious food every day; all the blood I shed has long been replenished!"
He Tiantian patted her small chest and even clenched her fist to show off her non-existent biceps, "Look, I'm all strength now!"
"Mom and dad, I really don't want to stay in the hospital anymore; the smell here is too unpleasant. My nose is sensitive, and when I smell those smells, I can't help but analyze their components!"
"...I just can't recuperate properly; it's better to go home. Besides, in the hospital, I'm still just a patient—"
And as a patient, the diet should be light.
But He Tiantian loved her rich and hearty meals.
He Yaohua and Wu Zhuoya, the parents, were like ancient foxes—they immediately understood the subtext of Tiantian's words upon hearing them.
The old couple couldn't help but glance at each other, reading helplessness and amusement in each other's eyes.
