Chapter 737: Diabetes (8)
Seeing Madam Meng’s face suddenly sank, Imperial Doctor Zhang smiled: “Madam, don’t think about it seriously. This diabetic syndrome is different from other diseases. Miss Bai obviously has a cure for this disease. You must do what she says, and you will certainly be alright.”
Madam Meng looked at Imperial Doctor Zhang contemptuously. He was an imperial doctor of the imperial hospital. But for a little profit, he partnered with Meng Nan to sing a drama? After singing and drinking, the audience will think that Bai Zhi was really a good doctor.
Meng Nan was afraid of his mother to be hunrgy, so after counting the time, he turned and said to the maidservant: “You prepare some breakfast that Miss Bai said before and show it to her first, then bring it here for mother.”
Madam Meng couldn’t bear it anymore, and so she said with a sharp tone: “The snow is so heavy outside. Are you planning to let me eat cold meals?”
The maidservant busily said: “Madam, don’t worry, I will use the small stove to warm it up, it won’t be cold.”
Meng Nan waved his hand and motioned to her to do it. This matter would only make his mother more irritable, so it’s better not to say anything anymore.
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Bai Zhi was in the guest room and still sleeping, but Dongfang Mu had already gotten up and practicing martial arts in the courtyard. He had been used to it, and it had never changed for decades.
The maidservant brought breakfast and knocked on the door. Dongfang Mu thought she had brought it for Bai Zhi, so he said: “She didn’t sleep long. She will eat later. Don’t wake her up.”
The maidservant was embarrassed: “This is not for Miss Bai, this is for our madam. Miss Bai said has said that we have to show her meals first.”
Dongfang Mu frowned. Why is it so troublesome? Isn’t it just treating the disease? If she was sick, she should take the medicine. What else is there to do?
The door suddenly opened, and Bai Zhi stood at the door wearing her clothes. She took a glance at the tray in the maidservant’s hand, and opened the lids one by one, then said: “Cut it in half.”
The maidservant was stunned for a moment, and then asked: “Cut in half? Is it for every dish or in total?”
Bai Zhi waved her hand: “The staple food reduced in half, the small dishes also cut in half. You can add a little more vegetables, not too many.”
The maidservant looked at the things in her hand and thought, are they trying to feed a rabbit? Their madam has a good appetite. How can she be full in just a little amount?
Seeing her stunned, Bai Zhi said: “I am doing this for your madam’s good. If you don’t control the food that your madam eats, her disease will have another attack. Every time it happens, it will damage her body more.”
The maidservant nodded quickly: “This slave understands, this slave will now leave!” ”
After the maidservant left, Bai Zhi was no longer sleepy, so she washed and dressed.
Seeing this, the servants who were waiting in the courtyard hurried to the kitchen to fetch them hot breakfast. There were various kinds of snacks, porridge and rice, and eight side dishes. Everything looked exquisite and delicious.
Bai Zhi looked at the food at this table and sighed, “What a pity!”
Dongfang Mu was eating happily. Although the food was good at home, Bai Zhi only cooks occasionally. Usually only for lunch and dinner. Breakfast was done by the chef. The style was simple and there were few categories. Compared with the Meng Family, it was relatively very different.
Dongfang Mu swallowed the food, looked up at Bai Zhi, and asked: “What a pity?”
Bai Zhi put a piece of sugar cake in her mouth and took a bite, then said: “Madam Meng should be very fond of sweets, so the cooks in the mansion are very good at it. Look at these desserts, it looks like the eight treasure rice recipe. Unfortunately, now that she has this disease, she can no longer eat these sweets. Even if she is greedy, she can only taste a bite or two.”