“Ahem, I’ll definitely return home. Even if I don’t come back every day, I’ll be in the same city. It’s better to be close than at our hometown.”


  Cheng Xiuqin snorted. Although she was not particularly satisfied with this answer, she did not continue to pursue the topic.

  “You’re right. Isn’t she going to open a medicinal cuisine restaurant soon? When the time comes, I’ll get her to make some for you.”


  Cheng Xiuqin’s 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 niece’s medicinal cuisine was really that useful?

  “My mother is right. Auntie, stay at home and wait for the baby to stabilize.”


  Cheng Junhao was also worried about Qin Xueru’s health. He frowned slightly and advised, “Since Sister has already said so, let’s stay for a while longer. I have invested in Yanyan’s shop as well. Just treat it as helping me earn back some money. Don’t make me lose out.”


  Su Yayan was both exasperated and amused. “So that’s what you’re thinking, Uncle! That’s it. I’m afraid Aunt will have to spend the rest of her life eating this.”


  “Then 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.”


  Before Su Yayan could say anything, Cheng Xiuqin had already slapped him. “Dream on! You should raise your own child.”


  The car burst into laughter.

  When they reached home, Cheng Xiuqin held Qin Xueru’s arm and walked in front. Cheng Junhao deliberately stayed behind them and walked alongside Su Yayan.

  “Yanyan, did the food you made for us really increase the chances of pregnancy? Your aunt and I…”


  Su Yayan knew what he wanted to ask. She smirked and said mysteriously, “If you think so, then so be it.”


  The corners of Cheng Junhao’s eyes twitched. He seriously suspected that she was still holding a grudge for what she had just said.

  “I think so, so I want to continue to ask, what does your medicinal cuisine treat?”


  “This is a lot more complicated. Physical pain, baldness, insomnia, anorexia—most of them can be treated, including Aunt Qin’s condition.”


  Cheng Junhao’s eyes lit up. “Really?”


  “Believe it if you like.” Su Yayan rolled her eyes and snorted haughtily. She turned to leave but was grabbed by Cheng Junhao.

  “Yes, yes, I believe you, but I’m just surprised. When did you learn to treat patients?”


  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.

  “I 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 doctor’s license?”


  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 doctor’s license.

  Others might think that Su Yayan’s idea was groundless, but soon, they would realize that she was planning ahead.

  “You still want a doctor’s license?” Cheng Junhao frowned. “I’m afraid this won’t be easy.”