Mrs. Zhou whispered her thanks.
She said, "I deeply love Mr. Zhou, how could I bear to see him embrace another woman! I’m willing to try to bring my husband joy, and to have another son or daughter with him."
Su Ruanruan encouraged her.
Before Mrs. Zhou opened the door to leave, she suddenly smiled.
She said, "Mr. Zhou doesn’t need to eat grass, Miss Su is just punishing him for his transgressions, right?"
Su Ruanruan was thoroughly impressed.
She thought Mrs. Zhou was reluctant.
Who knew Mrs. Zhou would chuckle softly and whisper, "Let him suffer a bit, that will do him good!"
Having obtained the prescription, she left with her husband.
Mrs. Zhou was meticulous with her tasks and set up a three-meal-a-day plan for her husband.
Breakfast: Eat grass.
Lunch: Eat grass.
Dinner: No grass, drink the northwestern wind!
A week passed, and Mr. Zhou lost about five or six pounds but appeared much younger and more handsome.
Mrs. Zhou was moved by the sight.
That evening, she had someone cook braised pork and also ordered a large plate of chicken to reward her husband.
Mr. Zhou had been hungry for a week.
He cursed Su Ruanruan half to death in his heart.
Swindler! Quack doctor!
It was only because his brother Jinrong was so naive that he had sent over a hundred million for the consultation fee!
Mr. Zhou cursed in his heart while devouring the meat.
After eating, Mrs. Zhou carefully served him a bath, whispering softly, "Scrub clean."
Mr. Zhou was suspicious, but he still went to the bathroom and scrubbed his robust body clean, hoping his wife would give him a kiss.
Who knew that upon leaving the bathroom, he saw Mrs. Zhou wearing a silk nightgown, lying on the sofa, playing with a small puppy.
Her clothes were slightly open, and she made no effort to cover herself.
Mr. Zhou’s blood rushed wildly.
He went over and embraced his wife, murmuring, "Jinrong, let me have a try tonight no matter what."
Mrs. Zhou intended to do just that.
She closed her eyes gently and offered herself.
Mr. Zhou was overjoyed.
A little try, and it turned out to be tender and affectionate.
Mrs. Zhou nestled in his arms, whispering softly, "Mr. Zhou, I’ve experienced the joy of being a woman."
Mr. Zhou deeply loved his wife.
He thought his wife was showing sympathy, and it comforted him.
He wanted to take his wife to the hospital.
But Mrs. Zhou snuggled into his chest, her voice soft, "Mr. Zhou, I want a baby!"
She initiated a kiss with her husband, "I want a baby right now!"
Mr. Zhou was so happy he nearly fainted...
The night passed, and the couple’s affection reached an unprecedented height.
At dawn, Mrs. Zhou fell asleep.
Mr. Zhou got up quietly, picked up the two small puppies, and kissed them in turn, "Mom and Dad will soon give you little brothers and sisters! You two little ones are truly little lucky stars, from now on Dad will call you Fortune Boy and Fortune Girl!"
He was so delighted that not only did he kiss the puppies, but he also carefully bathed them, practicing to be a father.
As a result, the puppies were too young and caught a cold with a fever.
Naturally, Mrs. Zhou was upset and scolded her husband.
Mr. Zhou, wearing only boxers, was at a loss.
He scratched his head, "How about we ask Su Ruanruan to come over and check on the puppies? She is a miracle doctor and should be able to cure them with just a glance!"
Before Mrs. Zhou spoke up.
Mr. Zhou dialed Su Ruanruan’s number.
Early in the morning, Bao Jingyan was pressing Su Ruanruan with kisses.
He was pinching her slender wrist, trapping her in the bathroom, playing with her in all sorts of ways.
Bao Jingyan glanced towards the bedroom, "How did you end up bringing that little beauty to sleep in our bed again? Ruanruan, are you deliberately making it difficult for me?"
Su Ruanruan was overwhelmed.
She lifted her head, her voice soft, "You got back too late, and Little Beauty kept fussing to sleep with me."
"I’ll come home earlier in the evening, okay?" He flirted with her, unable to contain himself any longer.
At this moment, Mr. Zhou’s call came through!
Bao Jingyan picked up.
He listened for a few seconds and said bluntly, "If your dog is sick, find a vet!"
After hanging up, he looked at Su Ruanruan, "You treated their illness?"
Su Ruanruan’s gaze was languid, and she hummed softly.
The next second, she spoke with a low voice, "Bao Jingyan!"