Upon hearing that her son-in-law Sun Dasheng had done so much for her in secret, Mrs Wu felt deeply moved.
Looking again at her daughter’s swollen belly, she secretly prayed, hoping the baby inside was a boy, so that her daughter could have both a son and a daughter.
Though her thinking was relatively open-minded.
Yet she still harbored the old-fashioned views of the older generation in her bones.
She thought it was better for a woman to have a son of her own.
With a son, a man would pay more attention to you, and you would have a higher status in the family.
Thinking of this, she suddenly thought of her own unruly son.
Although he was far on the other side of Earth, she wasn’t too worried, because she video-called him once a week and saw him healthy and plump over there, correcting his ways and diligently working.
According to her daughter, he was doing quite well over there and had also started dating a girlfriend.
When she first heard this news, she was rather anxious, fearing her son might bring her ho a blonde or a dark-skinned woman, saying: Mom, this is the foreign wife I found for you.
Only when her daughter said the girl was from ho and a colleague at the sa company did she feel at ease.
Why was she so eager to recover her health quickly?
While helping her daughter with the child was currently the most important thing, it would be equally important to help her son with grandchildren once he married.
With so many children waiting for her care, she was eager to recover.
After finishing a harmonious al,
Sun Dasheng took everyone to see the old Chinese doctor.
"What did the doctor say?" Wu Xiaoli asked anxiously, watching the old doctor who was feeling the pulse.
The old doctor put down his hand and said indifferently, "There’s no major problem with the body, just lots of minor issues. I’ll prescribe so dicine for you – take good care in nurturing it."
"These minor ailnts can’t be adjusted overnight. You need to be patient, and don’t let the elderly do heavy work."
"Though I see you’re not short of money, and I guess there’s no hard work for the elderly to do at ho, still be careful, sotis elderly people can’t stay still."
"Yes, yes, my mom sotis has that problem." Wu Xiaoli unreservedly complained in front of her mother.
She knew it’s only this situation that her mother would actually take to heart.
Sure enough, Mrs Wu’s face was colorful, and ultimately gave in: "Don’t worry, I will take care of my health and not let you young ones worry about it."
Fearing they weren’t reassured, she added: "I also want to help you look after your children in the future."
She looked at her daughter’s slightly swollen belly.
The old Chinese doctor casually glanced and asked, "Do you need so dicine to help with pregnancy stability?"
He didn’t an anything else, it was just a favor.
Because the person who contacted him had significant influence, this guest was certainly not an ordinary person.
He was old, not planning for himself.
But he had a large group of grandchildren, and unfortunately none of them could manage to learn his skilled dical arts, either calling it too hard or simply not believing in traditional dicine and going to study Western dicine instead.
He insisted a few tis, but eventually gave up.
Now he didn’t have many years left; once soone dies they are like a burnt-out lamp, and the relationships built during life aren’t accessible to his grandchildren because they’re too high to reach.
Families like Sun Dasheng’s are just right.
Rich families, but not people in power, it’s nice to have insurance for the family.
Wu Xiaoli was about to refuse, because she actually didn’t believe in this very much, at least compared to believing more in modern dicine.
Their first daughter was born just this way, and there wasn’t any issue.
But the old Chinese doctor’s next sentence convinced her:
"The boy in your belly has so congenital underdevelopnt issues, he might be born underweight, believe it or not."
"Then please, I’ll bother you." Wu Xiaoli instantly believed.
Why?
Because when the old Chinese doctor said those words, the baby in her belly suddenly kicked her, as if fate was intervening?
Sun Dasheng sat by without speaking.
He knew this person was a genuine master of national dicine, not a fraudulent swindler from the martial world, so his words held reliability.
No need to make up lies to deceive themselves.
After seeing the doctor, they followed the prescription and visited a nearby old brand herbal dicine shop.
Then headed ho.
Concerned about the baby in the belly, Sun Dasheng felt a bit uneasy and said to Wu Xiaoli: "Better to go to the hospital for a check-up."
Wu Xiaoli was thinking the sa, so she told Mrs Wu to rest at ho, and the two hurried to their private hospital.
Arranged for the strictest examination.
The final results were mostly consistent with what the old Chinese doctor said.
But they didn’t have much of a solution, only advised them to eat well at ho.
Western dicine might harm a developing child, they wouldn’t dare to prescribe randomly to the boss’s family.
Food supplents were their unanimous opinion.
Sun Dasheng wasn’t surprised.
From the ti wealth was gained, many perspectives beca completely different from those of ordinary people.
There’s too much to say; so are sensitive.
Only can say, wealth truly can extend life.
Use the best side effect-free dicine, eat the safest food, achieve these two points, living to one hundred is no problem.
But these two points seem a bit too luxurious for ordinary people.
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