Pei Yilan did not feel embarrassed.
After all, Shen Yi was a doctor, and his words were trustworthy. "Do you mean what I think you mean?" Pei Yilan asked.
"Probably."
"Got it."
Shen Yi said to her from a professional point of view, "But these are just supplementary. It's definitely not as effective as surgery."
Pei Yilan shook her head. "Forget about the surgery." Hers wasn't so small as to need surgery.
"Then… eat more pork trotters."
"Yes, I will." Pei Yilan remembered it by heart.
She whispered into Lin Jiao's ear, "Jiaojiao, do you want some? If you do, I'll get my chief to cook a week's amount of pork trotters."
Lin Jiao was not sure. "Do I need it?" She was quite satisfied with herself. At least among women, she wasn't too bad.
"Although you're much better than me, there is still room for improvement. It won't hurt to try some."
"Fine."
