"Pfft!" Wenxin couldn't help but laugh out loud.

In the end, it attracted the scrutiny of the two people.

A warning: What do you mean?

One person said in horror: "Is it possible that you really only have a few minutes?"

"Mo Han, why are you withering away at such a young age? You are trying to make grandma extinct!"

"No, grandma will be sad to death."

"This disease needs to be cured."

"It must be cured!"

Jun Mohan's face turned dark. He crossed his hands and his veins popped out. After a long time, he said, "Grandma, can you stop thinking so wildly? Your grandson is not as useless as you think?"

"There are just some psychological barriers."

"No?" Old Mrs. Jun obviously didn't believe him and looked at Wenxin, "Wenxin, tell grandma, how is he?"

"this......"

This hesitating look looks very much like someone talking about suffering.

Old Mrs. Jun clapped her legs with both hands and said excitedly: "Oh! Your hesitation to speak has made grandma anxious to death. What's going on?"

"Speak for a few minutes for a few minutes, and for an hour for an hour."

"If there is really a problem, we have to plan it earlier."

Wenxin looked at Jun Mohan, what are his plans?

If this cannot be cured, will it be possible to live like this for the rest of my life?

If you know, you can still understand that she can't give birth to children. If you don't know, if you don't point at her and scold her, you are just a hen that can't lay eggs!

Jun Mohan didn't want to embarrass Wen Xin, so he had to hold out three fingers truthfully.

The old lady looked in disbelief, "Thirty minutes?"

"no."

"three minutes!"

Jun Mohan didn't say anything. He was silent. He felt a little embarrassed and wanted to lower his head to his crotch.

Throughout his life, he has been aloof. From birth to now, he has lived among flowers and applause. He is a leader in both appearance and career. He never thought that it would be difficult to talk about this aspect.

What would happen if word got out that Mr. Jun of the Jun Group was a softie?

He couldn't imagine that the air in his chest was being sucked out bit by bit, and he closed his eyes in pain.

The heart is bleeding.

Mrs. Jun had tears in her eyes, and even snot flowed from her nose. As soon as she blinked her eyes, tears also flowed down.

It looks like the end of the world is miserable.

Wenxin took out a piece of paper and handed it to her, "Grandma, don't worry, you can't blame uncle for this."

"Grandma knows, but grandma is just sad."

"It's my fault, I can't let uncle..."

"Okay," Jun Mohan interrupted them, "I will go to the hospital tomorrow and I will definitely find out the cause."

His face was gloomy, and his words were filled with sadness, which made Wen Wen feel heartbroken.

"Uncle, don't be stressed, take your time with this."

Mrs. Jun stood up and took the medicine, "What are you afraid of? If there is really a problem, then taking this medicine will definitely restore your glory."

"It won't be too late to go and see him then. I don't believe there will be anything wrong with my grandson."

"Yes, uncle, just follow grandma's instructions and try taking the medicine for a while. I will take it with you."

Facing her focused and loving eyes, Jun Mohan remained silent.

Mrs. Jun then wiped away her tears and said, "Wen Xin, my Jun Han marrying you is simply a blessing that he has cultivated for several lifetimes."

"Grandma, don't say that."

"Okay, I won't tell you. Grandma will make some Chinese medicine for you. You can drink it tonight."

The old lady walked into the kitchen carrying Chinese medicine.

Wenxin and Jun Mohan looked at each other, and then Wenxin walked to the kitchen to help.

An hour later, the whole room was filled with the smell of Chinese medicine. Mrs. Jun took out the filled Chinese medicine and said to Jun Mohan in the bedroom: "Mo Han, come out and drink the medicine."

Wenxin also sat on the table with a portion. Seeing that the dark medicine was hard to swallow, she took a sip and almost vomited.

"Doesn't it taste good?" Jun Mohan came over with his portion.

"Yeah! It's a bit bitter and fishy."

After taking a sip, Jun Mohan frowned, put the medicine on the table, turned around and said to his grandma who was looking at him with a smile: "Grandma, are you sure this medicine is not harmful to anyone."

"Of course it's not harmful. This is good stuff. I'll live here tomorrow and cook you some aphrodisiac soup. Grandma will definitely save you."

"Drink quickly, don't let it get cold. It will be harder to drink when it gets cold."

"Wenxin, you too."

"Oh!" Wenxin picked up the medicine, closed her eyes, and poured it into her mouth one by one, feeling extremely aggrieved.

It wasn't her problem in the first place. She didn't understand why she wanted to die, so she had to take this medicine.

It's simply worse than urine.

Jun Mohan drank it all in one gulp and then wiped his mouth. He had never felt so depressed in his life.

Early the next morning, Wen Wen got up to make breakfast, but she didn't expect that Mrs. Jun had already brought the prepared medicine to the table.

The whole kitchen smelled of a strong medicinal aroma.

"Mo Han hasn't woken up yet?"

Wen Xin smiled, "Not yet, I'll call him soon when I'm ready."

"No, I'm going to call you now, otherwise the medicine will get cold, so drink it quickly."

"Okay, grandma."

After watching Mrs. Jun leave, Wenxin picked up the medicine and glanced at the reservoir. She wanted to pour it, but she didn't want to disappoint the old lady, so she poured some of it to Jun Mohan, and poured the rest into her stomach.

He also vomited and spit out some clear water.

What a torture!

She worked hard for her children.

If it doesn't work, I still have to do in vitro fertilization.

Jun Mohan was forced to take medicine by the old lady.

Looking at the big bowl full, he knew that he had been tricked by the little girl. Looking at the busy woman in the kitchen, he took a sip and drank it without saying a word.

After drinking the medicine, Jun Mohan walked in and watched her cooking the egg noodles. He said softly: "If you don't want to take the medicine in the future, just tell me and I will drink it for you."

Really?" Wen Xin's eyes lit up and she said excitedly.

"Shh! Really."

"That's what you said, you can't go back on it."

"Won't."

Old Mrs. Jun came over and looked at the two people who were whispering together, and cleared her throat, "You two don't have any bad ideas, do you?"

"Of course not, grandma is ready to have breakfast."

Mrs. Jun was happy with a warm smile and immediately sat down at the table, waiting for the feast.

For her, anything cooked warmly is a feast.

"The noodles are here, grandma, be careful the soup is hot."

Jun Mohan placed the noodles on Mrs. Jun's table. The tomato soup was very fresh, with two delicate fried eggs floating on top and sprinkled with chopped green onions.

Full of color and flavor.

After eating noodles, Wen Wen didn't have time to wash the dishes and went straight to work by bike.

Before Jun Mohan could leave, he was stopped by the old lady on his way out, "Wait a minute, Mo Han."

"Grandma, what's the matter?"

"Come here, I want to ask you something."

Walking in uneasily, Jun Mohan said calmly: "What's wrong?"

"When are you going to confess your identity to Wen Xin?"

It's not that he hasn't thought about Mrs. Jun's words, but he's just kept it a secret for so long that he didn't dare to say it for fear of Wen Xin getting angry.
Chapter completed!