Chapter 892

Chen Ming tidied up his mood and revealed his signature smile. "Meng'er, give me the medicinal cuisine for uncle. You Go and do your work. Anyway, I happen to be going to the hospital to visit uncle." 

Just as Chen Meng'er was fretting over who to look for to help her send the medicinal cuisine to the hospital, Chen Ming's suggestion was like music to her ears. She was worried about Yuwen Jing's illness, so she couldn't care about anything else. "Thank you, then. I'll treat you to a meal some other day." 

"Okay, you said it. Don't go back on your word. But I have a request," Chen Ming said with a smile.

"What request? Tell me." 

"I want you to make it yourself. I've been drooling over your skills for a long time." 

"Okay, no problem. Then I'll leave this medicinal cuisine to you." After saying that, Chen Meng'er couldn't wait to turn around and rush to her pharmacy.