Chapter 322 Force Zhan Qi Pei to drink traditional Chinese medicine
Chapter 322 Force Zhan Qi Pei to drink Chinese medicine
Today's lunch was at the orphanage. Lin Xiuxiang woke up not long after and insisted on making buns with them.
Qiao Jing drove her back to bed without hesitation and asked Tang Yan and Zhan Qi Pei to help make the buns.
Zhan Qipei felt a little distressed and quietly stared at Qiao Jing's belly.
His wife is obviously pregnant too, why doesn't he take a break?
When he thought of this, he immediately accelerated the speed of making the buns, trying not to make Qiao Jin so tired.
During the meal, the children all swarmed around Qiao Jing, chattering around her.
Zhan Qi Pei was squeezed out of the periphery by the children. He stared dimly at the few boys surrounding Qiao Jing.
After Qiao Jing noticed his gaze, she shook her head helplessly.
How come this guy is even jealous of children?
After lunch, Qiao Jing got in the car and went home with the man.
While she was looking at the scenery outside the window, she suddenly thought about how Zhan Qi Pei was making buns at a much faster speed, which made her a little curious.
"Why did your bun-making speed suddenly become so fast? Didn't you learn how to make buns yet?"
Zhan Qipei's hand holding the steering wheel paused. Just when he was thinking about how to answer Qiao Jing, a call came in.
He clicked to answer, and his phone connected to the car's Bluetooth, automatically turning on the hands-free function.
Su Manhan's voice sounded, and there was some urgency in her tone.
"Qi Pei, go home for a meal tonight."
The stuff she specially made for people to cook will definitely cure Qi Pei, so he has to drink it while it's hot at night in a hurry.
Before Zhan Qipei could answer, the sound of Zhan Yuanshan tapping his cane came from the other end of the phone.
"There is also Xiaojing. Call Xiaojing back for dinner, otherwise Qi Pei won't come back either."
Su Manhan suddenly fell silent, waiting for Zhan Qi Pei's answer.
Zhan Qipei glanced at Qiao Jing beside him and asked for the woman's opinion.
Qiao Jing thought for a while, and Su Manhan had something to do with letting Zhan Qipei go home for dinner.
Although she didn't want to go to Ziyuan, Grandpa Zhan said so, and she had to go even if she didn't want to go, otherwise it would be bad if she delayed Zhan Qi Pei's affairs.
After thinking about it clearly, she nodded gently to Qi Pei.
Su Manhan's anxious voice came over.
"Qi Pei? Did you hear that?"
Zhan Qi Pei didn't answer Qiao Jing until he agreed.
"Well, I understand."
Then he hung up the phone, but he was a little confused as to why his mother's voice sounded worried and anxious just now.
what happens?
But what he cares more about now is that Qiao Jing is willing to go home with him for dinner.
Since his wife is willing to accompany him home for dinner, does that mean that their relationship is getting closer?
Zhan Qi Pei was in a good mood, with a smile on his lips and a hint of excitement in his tone.
"Then there's no need to buy groceries tonight."
Qiao Jing hummed softly.
Purple Garden.
As soon as Qiao Jin and Zhan Qipei walked in, they smelled a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine.
She smelled the functions of these medicinal herbs, which were to nourish the kidneys.
Moreover, when these medicinal foods are added together, men will become extremely brave after drinking them, but the side effect is that the body may not be able to bear it.
When Zhan Qipei smelled the smell of Chinese medicine, he raised his long eyebrows and had a guess in his mind.
When you asked him to come back, you were supposed to ask him to drink Chinese medicine, right?
By the way, what does this Chinese medicine do?
Su Manhan's eyes lit up after seeing Zhan Qi Pei.
"You're back, Qi Pei, come here, come here, sit down quickly."
The dining table was already full, and the remaining two empty seats were just reserved for them.
Zhan Nanqing was waving to Qiao Jing.
Qiao Jing nodded to her, walked to the dining table and said hello to Zhan Yuanshan.
"Grandpa Zhan."
Zhan Yuanshan nodded with satisfaction.
"Hey, my dear, sit down and eat quickly."
After the two sat down, a bowl of Chinese medicinal soup was handed to Zhan Qi Pei.
Su Manhan stared at Zhan Qi Pei expectantly. Seeing that her son didn't move, she couldn't help but urge him.
"Drink, Qi Pei, I specially asked someone to cook this for you. It has been cooking for several hours. It's just right to drink it while it's hot."
The strong smell of Chinese medicine spread in the air, and Zhan Nanqing coughed twice when he smelled it.
"Mom, the taste is too strong. It must be very bitter. What's the use of drinking it for me?"
Su Manhan raised her chin and answered with a proud smile.
"Of course it's for kidney nourishment. Your brother is infertile and needs treatment."
When Qiao Jing heard what Su Manhan said, she raised her eyes slightly but said nothing.
Compared to Qiao Jing's indifferent expression, Zhan Qi Pei couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, and reached out to push the bowl of soup in front of him to the other side.
"I don't have to drink this kind of stuff."
Su Manhan frowned.
"No, this medicine is very effective in nourishing the kidneys——"
Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Zhan Nanqing's violent coughing.
Zhan Nanqing was drinking soup, but when she heard that her mother was determined to help her brother replenish his kidneys, she choked.
She patted her chest hard, coughing to the point of tears, and looked at Su Manhan dumbfounded.
Does her brother still need to replenish his kidneys?
Qiao hopes to have three children!
If her brother had to make up for it, he might have four children.
Su Manhan frowned, wondering why her daughter was so confused.
"How old are you before you can choke on soup?"
Before Zhan Nanqing could recover, she raised her hand to wipe away her tears.
She used to think that her brother was infertile, but she realized it later after she learned that Qiao Jing was pregnant with triplets.
It wasn't that she was in poor health, but that there was no woman around him at all.
Just imagine, no matter how powerful a man is, he cannot get pregnant on his own!
Thinking of this, Zhan Nanqing's eyes moved to Qiao Jing's face and found that the other person's expression was also a little subtle.
Su Manhan looked at Zhan Qi Pei with a worried face, and pushed Tang in front of Zhan Qi Pei again.
"How can you not drink it?! This is good for you. You don't know that Mrs. Wang from the Wang Group has a son as old as you. When I went to her house today, I found that she already had a grandson!
Fortunately for you, there was no movement at all, so I quickly asked someone to find a remedy, and they said it was very useful. In that case, I can have a grandson just around the corner."
When she saw the Wang family holding their grandson, the smile on their faces was so dazzling that it made her heart sour.
Zhan Nanqing almost laughed, but then immediately suppressed it.
"Mom, why are you still doubting that my brother is infertile?"
Su Manhan looked at Zhan Nanqing with disgust.
"Your brother is already this age. If it wasn't for physical problems, how could he not even have children?"
There was a crack on Qiao Jing's face, and she forced herself not to listen to Su Manhan's words, and put her eyes on the bowl.
When she operated on Zhan Qi Pei, she could see that men could not have that kind of problem.
Besides, she is pregnant now.
But she will not let the third person know about this matter.
Zhan Qipei was staring at Qiao Jing's belly out of the corner of his eye, feeling a little proud.
It's a pity that he can't tell Su Manhan about this.
"Mom, I really don't need to drink this. There's nothing wrong with my body."
Zhan Nanqing tried her best to suppress her laughter, looked at Zhan Qi Pei, and then at Qiao Jing.
She pinched her thigh to suppress the laughter that was about to escape from her mouth.
At this time, Zhan Yao also spoke.
"Qi Pei, this is a problem related to your health. This soup is good for your health, so you should drink it."
Zhan Yuanshan also agreed with Su Manhan's words this time and stroked his beard.