Emily leaned closer to Meggie, sniffed lightly, and chuckled, "You only smell of sandalwood. And your lips are a bit pale, so I guess you haven't eaten anything today." Meggie laughed heartily, "You're very perceptive. Recently, I haven't had much appetite. I can't eat anything, don't want to eat, and sometimes feel nauseous. So, I just stopped eating." Bella looked worried and sighed, "You should take care of your health. You don't feel like eating every day, and the chef makes different meals for you every day. But you either don't eat or eat very little. This isn't good for your health." "Ah, you're too worried about me. I know my body. I don't feel hungry, so I don't want to eat," Meggie said, glancing at Sophia. She was still standing there, head bowed, looking at the floor, her face pale and jaw clenched. "Miss Morgan," Meggie called out. Sophia didn't realize "Miss Morgan" referred to her. She continued to stand with her head down, lost in thought. Meggie cleared her throat loudly, but Sophia still didn't react. Bella lightly touched her arm, "Sophia, Meggie is calling you." Sophia snapped out of her daze, "Meggie... did you call me?" "Yes," Meggie replied, "Your dress is quite pretty." Relieved by Meggie's softened tone, Sophia quickly responded, "Yes, Vincent gave it to me. He has great taste..." "But you wear it terribly," Meggie interrupted harshly, "Stand farther away. I don't want to see you. The sight of you spoils my appetite even more." Sophia stood there stunned, while Emily stifled a laugh. No wonder Mr. Satan liked his grandmother so much. Meggie was warm to those she liked and bluntly honest to those she disliked. She was an interesting elder. Seeing Sophia's face turn pale, Emily kept a slight smile and remained silent. Today, Meggie was the main character. "Meggie, what kind of food do you like?" Sophia had moved to a corner of the room, not daring to speak or move. Satisfied, Meggie turned her attention back to Emily, considering her question."I don't particularly like anything. I don't enjoy eating meat and have no preference for many regional cuisines, so I can't eat with others. I usually have the chef prepare something separately. To be honest, I don't have a favorite food. Most dishes taste the same to me, just something to fill the stomach." Bella looked worried, her face full of concern, "We've changed several chefs, but none can satisfy Meggie's appetite. Alex and Vincent have been trying to find a solution." At this moment, someone entered the room. Alex, still retaining his military bearing, walked quickly and steadily with large strides and a loud voice, "Mom, you skipped breakfast again?" Mandy followed him, briefly speaking with Grace. When she entered, she saw Sophia and signaled her to endure for now. Sophia, disappointed but understanding the signal, continued to stand in the corner, her face showing impatience. Mandy quickly walked to Alex's side, concerned, "Mom, are you still not feeling well?" Meggie glanced at Alex and Mandy, waving her hand, "It's nothing serious. You don't need to worry so much. I'm old, so my appetite has worsened. It's normal." Alex didn't agree, turning to Bella, "Did the doctors Vincent found come by? What did they say?" Bella replied, "They came this morning. They examined Meggie for a long time... Sir, ma'am, it's complicated. Maybe we should talk outside and let Meggie rest." Alex heard the implication in her words, his heart sinking, and his face darkening, "Alright, let's talk outside." "No, discuss it here," Meggie stopped them, "I've lived a long time. Do you think I'm afraid of dying? Whatever my illness is, say it here. Don't try to hide it from me." Bella looked a bit embarrassed. While they spoke, Mandy glanced at Emily, showing no emotion. Emily was still sitting next to Meggie. With the topic now on Meggie's illness, it would be impolite to stay. Emily stood up, softly saying, "Meggie, I'll go admire the bamboo in your yard." "Don't go," Meggie held her hand firmly. Despite being thin, her hand was strong and warm, even warmer than Emily's hands. Meggie gently patted her hand, "Don't worry. Stay by my side." Since Meggie insisted, Mandy said nothing, just pressing her lips together."Bella, go ahead. Don't worry about me. I want to know what's wrong with me." Bella nervously clasped her hands together, rubbing them in anxiety, and sighed, "They don't have a definite conclusion. They suggest you go to the hospital for a comprehensive check-up." Again. Meggie glared at her, "Let a machine diagnose me. What good are those doctors?" Alex quickly tried to persuade her, "Mom, times have changed. In the old days, doctors diagnosed by examining patients. Today's equipment is much more advanced and accurate. Please listen to me. Let's go to the hospital, just this once. Can we?" Meggie sighed, "You're trying to fool me. I told you, I'm not sick. I'm just old and have a poor appetite. Those doctors don't understand my body." "Ah..." Alex sighed, scratching his head helplessly, "You're too stubborn..." Meggie huffed, "I think you're the stubborn one. Fine, I don't want you all to worry anymore. Bella, call those doctors back. Let them explain my condition in front of me."