Chapter 332: Chapter 322: Forcing Zhan Qipei to Drink Herbal dicine
Today’s lunch was at the orphanage, and Lin Xiuxiang woke up not long after, insisting on helping them make buns.
Qiao Jing didn’t hesitate to send her back to bed and had Tang Yan and Zhan Qipei help with the bun-making instead.
Zhan Qipei felt sorry for her and watched Qiao Jing’s belly with concern.
Clearly his own wife was also pregnant, so why couldn’t he take a break?
Thinking of this, he imdiately sped up the bun-making process, hoping to prevent Qiao Jing from working too hard.
During the al, all the kids sward around Qiao Jing, chattering about sothing.
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Zhan Qipei was squeezed out by the children and watched the cluster of little boys around Qiao Jing with a deep gaze.
When Qiao Jing noticed his look, she shook her head helplessly.
This guy, how can he be jealous of children?
After lunch, Qiao Jing got into the car, and went ho with the man.
Looking at the scenery outside the window, she suddenly thought of how Zhan Qipei had increased his speed in making buns, which made her curious.
“How co you suddenly beca so fast at making buns? Haven’t you not mastered it yet?”
Zhan Qipei’s hand on the steering wheel paused as he considered how to answer Qiao Jing’s question, but a phone call ca in at that mont.
He pressed the answer button, the phone connected to the car’s Bluetooth, and automatically switched to speakerphone.
Su Manhan’s voice ca through, tinged with a bit of urgency.
“Qipei, co ho for dinner tonight.”
She had specially prepared a dicinal brew, which was sure to cure Qipei; he needed to rush back in ti to drink it while it was hot.
Before Zhan Qipei could answer, there ca the sound of Grandpa Zhan knocking his walking stick from the other end of the phone.
“And bring Xiao Jing along for dinner, or Qipei, don’t bother coming back either.”
Su Manhan suddenly fell silent, waiting for Zhan Qipei’s response.
Zhan Qipei glanced at Qiao Jing beside him, seeking her opinion.
Qiao Jing pondered for a mont, guessing that there must be a reason for Su Manhan to ask Zhan Qipei to co ho for dinner.
Even though she didn’t want to go to Purple Garden, Grandpa Zhan had spoken, and she had to go; otherwise, it would be bad if she caused any delay for Zhan Qipei.
After thinking it through, she gave Zhan Qipei a light nod.
Su Manhan’s anxious voice ca through again.
“Qipei? Did you hear ?”
Zhan Qipei only replied after Qiao Jing gave her consent.
“Yeah, I got it.”
Then he hung up the call, but he was sowhat puzzled; his mother’s voice just now, why was it so worried and urgent?
What had happened?
But what concerned him more at the mont was that Qiao Jing was willing to accompany him ho for dinner.
If his wife was willing to go ho for dinner with him, did that an they had taken a step closer in their relationship?
Zhan Qipei was in a very good mood, his lips curling slightly, his tone carrying a hint of excitent.
“Then we won’t need to buy groceries tonight.”
Qiao Jing responded with a light hum.
Purple Garden.
As soon as Qiao Jing and Zhan Qipei walked in the door, she slled a strong scent of traditional Chinese dicine.
She identified the purpose of the few dicinal dishes; they were for nourishing the kidneys.
Moreover, this combination of dicinal dishes, if consud by a man, would undoubtedly make him robust, but the side effects could potentially overburden the body.
When Zhan Qipei slled the dicinal scent, his eyebrows furrowed slightly as he ford a guess.
Called back ho, could it be because they want him to drink this dicine?
And what exactly was the purpose of this dicine?
The mont Su Manhan saw Zhan Qipei, her eyes lit up.
“You’re back, Qipei, co here, sit down quickly.”
The dining table was already full, and the two empty seats were reserved for them.
Zhan Nanqing was waving at Qiao Jing from across the table.
Qiao Jing nodded at her and greeted Grandpa Zhan as she approached the dining table.
“Grandpa Zhan.”
Zhan Yuanshan nodded in satisfaction.
“Hey, Xiao Jing, sit down and eat.”
Once they were both seated, a bowl of herbal dicine soup was handed to Zhan Qipei.
Su Manhan was looking forward to Zhan Qipei’s reaction, and when her son made no move to drink it, she couldn’t help but hurry him.
“Drink it, Qipei, I had soone specially simr this for you, it’s been on the stove for hours. It’s best to drink it warm.”
The thick scent of herbal dicine spread through the air, and Zhan Nanqing coughed twice from the sll.
“Mom, isn’t that sll a bit too strong? It must be really bitter. What’s the point of making brother drink it?”
Su Manhan lifted her chin and replied with a proud smile.
“It’s for kidney nourishnt, of course. Your brother’s infertility needs to be treated.”
Qiao Jing slightly raised her eyes upon hearing Su Manhan’s words but said nothing.
Compared to Qiao Jing’s indifferent expression, Zhan Qipei couldn’t help but twitch the corner of his mouth and pushed the bowl of soup to the side.
“I don’t need to drink this kind of thing.”
Su Manhan furrowed her brows.
“No, you must drink it. This dicine is exceptionally good for nourishing the kidneys—”
She hadn’t finished her sentence when she was interrupted by Zhan Nanqing’s violent coughing.
Zhan Nanqing had been sipping her soup when she heard her mother’s single-minded determination to nourish her brother’s kidneys and choked on it.
She energetically patted her chest while tears ca out from coughing, and with a mixture of laughter and tears, she looked at Su Manhan.
Did her brother still need to nourish his kidneys?
Qiao Jing was pregnant with triplets!
If her brother were to nourish his kidneys any further, he might end up with quadruplets next ti.
Su Manhan furrowed her eyebrows, mystified by her daughter’s odd behavior.
“You’re such a grown-up, how can you choke on soup?”
Zhan Nanqing hadn’t had ti to catch her breath and wiped away her tears.
She previously thought her brother was infertile, but after learning about Qiao Jing’s triplet pregnancy, she had co to a realization.
It wasn’t that his body was incapable; it was that there were no won around him.
After all, no matter how formidable a man is, he can’t get pregnant by himself!
At this thought, Zhan Nanqing’s gaze shifted to Qiao Jing’s face and noticed a subtle change in her expression.
Su Manhan looked worriedly at Zhan Qipei, pushing the soup back in front of him.
“How can you not drink it?! It’s for your own good. You don’t know, today I visited Mrs. Wang from the Wang Corporation. Her son is the sa age as you, and I found out she is already a grandmother!
You, on the other hand, show no sign of activity, so I imdiately asked soone to find a special redy. They say it’s particularly effective. If that’s the case, the day I get to hold my grandchild won’t be far off.”
When she saw Mrs. Wang holding her grandchild, the smile on her face was so gleaming it hurt Su Manhan’s eyes and made her feel sour inside.
Zhan Nanqing almost burst into laughter, then imdiately stifled it.
“Mom, why are you still doubting whether my brother is infertile?”
Su Manhan looked at Zhan Nanqing with disdain.
“He’s already that old. If it’s not a physical issue, how co he doesn’t have any kids?”
A crack appeared on Qiao Jing’s face as she forced herself not to listen to Su Manhan and focused her eyes on her bowl instead.
During the surgery she perford on Zhan Qipei, she could tell that it wasn’t likely for the man to have that kind of issue.
Besides, she was already pregnant now.
However, she wasn’t going to let a third person know about this matter.
Zhan Qipei, with a peripheral glance, was eyeing Qiao Jing’s belly with so pride.
Unfortunately, this was sothing he couldn’t share with Su Manhan.
“Mom, I really don’t need to drink this. I don’t have any health problems.”
Zhan Nanqing desperately held back laughter, glancing at Zhan Qipei, then at Qiao Jing.
She pinched herself on the thigh to keep the laughter that was about to spill from her lips at bay.
At this mont, Zhan Yao also spoke up.
“Qipei, this concerns your health. Since the soup is good for you, you should drink it.”
This ti, Zhan Yuanshan agreed with Su Manhan, stroking his beard.
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