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Back at the nursery, Huo Gao went to brew the medicine personally.

"If you're worried about security, you can get an iron cage to keep the ginseng. Don't lock it in your safe again," Huo Gao instructed as he brewed the medicine.

He Ning rubbed his stomach and agreed in a casual manner.

He thought about the meal he had at the Xia family's house. He had a craving for the food again, it was as if he could never have enough of it.

It had been a long time since he felt this way. The medicinal cuisine he ate at home tasted terrible. If it was not for someone supervising him at mealtimes, he would not eat any of it at all.

In addition, his medicine was very bitter, so he was never in the mood to eat anything and never felt hungry.

He did not expect to suddenly develop an appetite now and felt that it must have something to do with the meal that Qiao Mei made. Could it be that someone with good culinary skills could treat his illness?