The next day, Doctor Wen issued a dietary supplement list that included medicinal meals to be prepared daily for Yu Chiyin, to replenish the vital energy his body had been lacking.
And all these medicinal meals were personally cooked by Lu Fengxuan without entrusting the task to anyone else.
Yu Chiyin's workload was substantially reduced, and he spent an entire week working from home, followed by daily consumption of medicinal meals and intensified exercise.
In just one week, he gained four pounds, but it was all lean muscle, and it added to just the right places.
"You wore this shirt just last week, is it tight across the chest? Maybe the size was measured too small."
Lu Fengxuan hadn't noticed that he had gained four pounds, and she muttered to herself while holding the shirt he had thrown at her.
Then she went to the walk-in closet and picked out a new shirt for him.
"Here, try this one."
Yu Chiyin took the shirt from her, spread his arms, and seriously asked her,
