Chapter 232 - He Should Raise His Own Child
The Male Main's Uncle Is Openly Obsessed With Me
âAhem, Iâll definitely return home. Even if I donât come back every day, Iâll be in the same city. Itâs better to be close than at our hometown.â
Cheng Xiuqin snorted. Although she was not particularly satisfied with this answer, she did not continue to pursue the topic.
âYouâre right. Isnât she going to open a medicinal cuisine restaurant soon? When the time comes, Iâll get her to make some for you.â
Cheng Xiuqinâs words reminded Cheng Junhao that before he left the hospital, Qin Xueru had mentioned to him the effects of the soup that Su Yayan had made for them in the past month.
Although Cheng Junhao had doubts about this, it was undeniable that his wife was pregnant. Could it be that his nieceâs medicinal cuisine was really that useful?
âMy mother is right. Auntie, stay at home and wait for the baby to stabilize.â
Cheng Junhao was also worried about Qin Xueruâs health. He frowned slightly and advised, âSince Sister has already said so, letâs stay for a while longer. I have invested in Yanyanâs shop as well. Just treat it as helping me earn back some money. Donât make me lose out.â
Su Yayan was both exasperated and amused. âSo thatâs what youâre thinking, Uncle! Thatâs it. Iâm afraid Aunt will have to spend the rest of her life eating this.â
âThen help Uncle take care of your aunt for the rest of your life. At the same time, take care of your unborn younger brother and sister.â
Before Su Yayan could say anything, Cheng Xiuqin had already slapped him. âDream on! You should raise your own child.â
The car burst into laughter.
When they reached home, Cheng Xiuqin held Qin Xueruâs arm and walked in front. Cheng Junhao deliberately stayed behind them and walked alongside Su Yayan.
âYanyan, did the food you made for us really increase the chances of pregnancy? Your aunt and Iâ¦ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Su Yayan knew what he wanted to ask. She smirked and said mysteriously, âIf you think so, then so be it.â
The corners of Cheng Junhaoâs eyes twitched. He seriously suspected that she was still holding a grudge for what she had just said.
âI think so, so I want to continue to ask, what does your medicinal cuisine treat?â
âThis is a lot more complicated. Physical pain, baldness, insomnia, anorexiaâmost of them can be treated, including Aunt Qinâs condition.â
Cheng Junhaoâs eyes lit up. âReally?â
âBelieve it if you like.â Su Yayan rolled her eyes and snorted haughtily. She turned to leave but was grabbed by Cheng Junhao.
âYes, yes, I believe you, but Iâm just surprised. When did you learn to treat patients?â
It was understandable for him that she would learn how to cook by chance, but could she learn how to treat patients by reading books?
Furthermore, he had never heard of her treatment methods before.
âI can learn cooking from books, so of course I can learn how to treat illnesses through books. However, now that you mention it, it reminds me. Uncle, can you help me get a proper doctorâs license?â
After all, the medicinal cuisine restaurant was different from ordinary restaurants. She had already applied for a catering license. If she were to really treat some people in the future, she would probably get into trouble without a doctorâs license.
Others might think that Su Yayanâs idea was groundless, but soon, they would realize that she was planning ahead.
âYou still want a doctorâs license?â Cheng Junhao frowned. âIâm afraid this wonât be easy.â