Ye Qingqing wrote down a week's worth of menus, all of which were light and nutritious. Children need to pay more attention to nutrition than adults when they are trying to lose weight, otherwise it will affect their physical development.

However, children lose weight faster than adults because of their higher metabolism. As long as they eat less and exercise more, they will lose weight quickly, and diabetes may even be cured.

"You must strictly follow my menu for three meals a day. You can't eat anything other than plain water. However, you can keep some snacks on hand to reward Xiaohu appropriately, but in moderation. It's best not to keep snacks at home."

Ye Qingqing handed over the recipe and prescription, saying, "You must take the medicine on time. Stew three bowls of water to make one bowl of broth, and take it after meals, twice a day."

"Yes, we will definitely do as you say." The couple nodded repeatedly.

"Don't think that losing weight is easy. Xiaohu's stomach has been spoiled. If you suddenly ask him to reduce his food intake, he will definitely cry and fuss, and may even do something extreme. You must not be soft-hearted. Being soft-hearted at this time will really harm the child," Ye Qingqing said seriously.

When she was seeing patients at Meng's Hospital, many adults brought their children to seek treatment. Among them were children like Xiao Hu, who were so fat that they could hardly walk. Ye Qingqing combined acupuncture and diet therapy to help the child lose weight. The results were good for the first half of the month, and the child lost about ten pounds. However, the weight rebounded suddenly in the second half of the month, and the child gained several pounds.

Later, Ye Qingqing learned that the child was so hungry that he cried and fussed. The adults felt sorry for the child and didn't keep a close eye on him. Then things got out of control. Ye Qingqing suggested that the child be sent to Tang Yuanyuan's forced weight loss center. The adults couldn't be relied on. After being locked up for three months, the child lost nearly 40 pounds, his whole appearance changed, and his health improved a lot.

But Xiaohu is too young. A six-year-old child needs his parents' company at that age. Going to the compulsory center would cause psychological trauma to the child. Ye Qingqing would not resort to such compulsory measures unless absolutely necessary.

"We will not back down, we will definitely stand firm," said Xiaohu's father with certainty.

Ye Qingqing smiled and took out her needle kit. When Xiao Hu saw the gleaming silver needles, he was so frightened that his face trembled and he hid in his mother's arms and cried. He was most afraid of injections.

"Don't give me a shot, go home...I want to go home...Waaah..."

The little pig came over and teased, "Shame on you... You're such a grown-up and you still cry when you get a shot. I don't even cry."

Little Tiger gritted his teeth, immediately wiped away his tears, and said with his head held high, "I didn't cry! It's just a shot, who's afraid!"

After saying that, he closed his eyes tightly, looking like he was going to his death. He looked much cuter than his previous little tyrant self. Ye Qingqing made Xiao Hu lie on the sofa, disinfected the silver needles, and then gave Xiao Hu acupuncture.

"Acupuncture can suppress Xiaohu's appetite to some extent, but it mainly depends on the strict control of you two. You must persevere."

Ye Qingqing skillfully inserted the needles, her movements fluid and graceful. Xiao Hu's parents felt a little relieved, thinking that Ye Qingqing had the demeanor of a master and would definitely be able to cure their son.

"Come for acupuncture once a week without fail. Start eating my recipes today. Give away all the snacks and drinks at home; don't leave them at home to tempt people."

Fifteen minutes later, Ye Qingqing pulled out the silver needles and gave the instructions again. The couple nodded repeatedly, having memorized everything. They then sent away all the drinks in the house, leaving not a single one for themselves.

Little Tiger on the sofa was drowsy. The place where he was pricked with needles felt tingly and numb, which was very comfortable and didn't hurt at all. Before long, he fell asleep and started snoring loudly.

"Um... how are the medical expenses calculated?"

Seeing that Ye Qingqing hadn't mentioned medical expenses, Xiao Hu's father felt embarrassed and took the initiative to ask about it.