Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife-Chapter 494 - A weight loss remedy without dieting

Chapter 494: Chapter 494: A weight loss remedy without dieting or exercising?

Chapter 494: Chapter 494: A weight loss remedy without dieting or exercising?

Lena Locke and Sophie Hope both had a medical background, but it was all theoretical.

Moreover, compared to Western medicine, traditional Flowery medicine required more hands-on skills.

Just recognizing the herbs alone was enough to give them a headache.

Today, they would be learning to identify herbs.

Lena and Sophie looked at the pile of herbs in front of them. There were at least a hundred kinds. They had no idea where Old Mr. Smith got them from, and for a moment, they felt overwhelmed.

However, recognizing them was just the basics. Old Mr. Smith also wanted them to remember the physical characteristics, properties, and uses of these herbs.

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This wasn’t learning. It was torture.

Crunch, crunch…

As the two were buried in their difficult research, they suddenly heard the sound of someone biting into an apple above their heads.

Lena and Sophie looked up in unison and saw Abigail Green sitting leisurely on the side, already halfway through her apple.

Abigail, happily munching away, noticed their gaze and looked over, puzzled. “What’s up?”

“Didn’t Grandpa Smith say no one could eat if they couldn’t remember?” Lena licked her lips, thinking Abigail’s apple looked particularly sweet.

“Huh? Oh, I remembered them.” Abigail was momentarily stunned, then replied.

This time, even Sophie was taken aback. Lena looked completely disbelieving. “I counted at least a hundred types of herbs here. You said you remembered them?”

“Yeah. These basic herbs are easy to remember,” Abigail said, taking another bite.

“Easy? Abigail, how can you say that? Are you even human?” Lena felt like her head was about to explode, yet Abigail was telling her it was easy?

Abigail felt a little awkward. Wasn’t it easy? She had almost recognized them all by the time she was three.

“What’s this?” Lena was unconvinced.

Abigail glanced at it. “Kikyo, neutral, bitter taste, mainly treats the lungs, throat, phlegm, and pus. Used for coughs with lots of phlegm, chest congestion, sore throats, bronchitis, pleurisy…”

Abigail paused for a moment. “This one hasn’t bloomed. Normally, Kikyo is light pink, but the medicinal ones are often blue. Very beautiful.”

Lena and Sophie, “…”

You could even tell whether the herbs bloomed? Fine.

“What about this one?” Lena raised another plant without a thought.

Abigail looked at it in disgust. “Rehmannia glutinosa. This one is obviously underdeveloped. It has purple flowers, also known as Black Ginseng. Tastes sweet, bitter, and cool. Mainly stops bleeding, strengthens the heart, and acts as a diuretic. It can also lower blood sugar levels. It’s used for heat from yin deficiency, hot diseases damaging the yin, spots, irregular menstruation in women, and fetal movement in pregnant women.”

The two were already stunned, and Sophie pointed to a thin root beside her. “What about this?”

“This is wild Bupleurum, the most common traditional Flowery medicine used for fever from colds.” Abigail casually held it in her hand, explaining with ease.

Then Lena pointed out a few more, and Abigail explained the medicinal properties, uses, and main treatments of each one clearly.

Finally, the two were defeated and looked at Abigail differently.

They thought the one beside them was a novice, but it turned out she was a top player.

“You keep eating. We won’t disturb you,” Lena surrendered after asking about the twelfth herb.

Crunch!

Abigail unapologetically took another bite.

Old Mr. Smith on the side gave her a disdainful look. Bullying kids, what was there to be proud of?

Abigail, instead of feeling ashamed, was proud and continued eating her apple indulgently.

The two poor little girls, stimulated by Abigail, originally just came to join the fun. Now, refusing to lose, they seriously started identifying the herbs in front of them.

Seeing this, Old Mr. Smith’s usually creased face showed a rare hint of a smile.

However, this smile froze when Abigail prepared to drink the milk Nancy had brought. “Don’t you know your own condition? Still dare to drink cold milk.”

Abigail stiffened, looked at Grandpa, and touched the milk. “It’s not that cold, is it?”

“Hmph. You think it’s only cold if it comes from the freezer? Nancy, go get her some goji berry tea.” Old Mr. Smith coldly snorted, then glanced at Abigail’s figure. “How did he take a liking to you? Did he see through your soul to your essence? I’ll tell you, men are visual creatures. With your chattering eating habit and yang deficiency, don’t expect to slim down in this lifetime.”

Abigail, who had just eaten an apple, “…”

What had she done to deserve such a grandpa?

Poisonous!

But complaining aside, Abigail immediately peeled another apple and handed it to Grandpa. “Here, eat.”

Old Mr. Smith accepted the apple peeled by his granddaughter with satisfaction, humming vaguely and eyeing her sideways. “What? Have a request?”

“Grandpa, do you have any secret recipes for losing weight without dieting or exercising?” Abigail asked expectantly. She herself studied traditional Flowery medicine, but mostly focused on surgery. She knew quite a few remedies, and she was using methods to manage her dampness and yang deficiency. But if there was a way to lose weight without dieting or exercising, wouldn’t that be great?

And wasn’t Grandpa a traditional Flowery medicine master? He should have such recipes, right?

“I can understand no dieting, but no exercising? Do you want to be a pig? Besides, if you lose weight without exercise, are you planning to turn from a big lump of fat into a pile of soft flesh?”

Old Mr. Smith’s words were absolutely merciless.

Abigail listened, frustrated, especially at the way Grandpa looked at her flesh. Was it necessary?

Her pair of bright peach blossom eyes glared angrily at Grandpa. Suddenly, she snatched back the apple peeled for Grandpa and hadn’t had a chance to eat, and saw Nancy coming with her goji berry tea. Enthusiastically, she went forward. “Nancy, I peeled an apple for you. Try it, it’s super sweet.”

“Abigail is so kind, thank you.” Nancy, hearing Abigail’s sweet voice, was overjoyed. She took the apple and took a big bite, “Delicious.”

“If you like it, I’ll peel for you often,” Abigail said diligently. She then gave her grandfather a proud sideways glance.

Old Mr. Smith watched as his apple ended up in Nancy’s hands. Before he could stop her, she had already taken a bite, and his mustache curled up in anger. This brat even dared to provoke him afterward. He was furious.

“You’ve definitely been corrupted by that kid from the Piers family!” Old Mr. Smith grumbled angrily. Then he turned to Nancy, “Hmph.”

Nancy was baffled by the “hmph,” but after so many years, she was already used to Old Mr. Smith’s unpredictable mood swings and carried on with her work unbothered.

Old Mr. Smith, being ignored, “…”

“Pfft!” Seeing her grandpa’s defeated look, Abigail couldn’t help but laugh, leisurely sipping her goji tea.

Old Mr. Smith glared at Abigail in exasperation. “You troublemaker!”

Just then, Abigail magically brought out a small plate from behind her, full of neatly peeled apple slices. Old Mr. Smith was momentarily stunned, unable to suppress a smile that revealed his few remaining teeth.

Still, he was reluctant to admit it. “You’re learning surgery, but I see you’ve just mastered knife skills.”

“Great, I can cook for you in the future.”

“Get out, get out, get out!” Old Mr. Smith said, but his eyes were brimming with joy.