Can You Treat Infertility?

Wang Yao had picked quite a few grapes. He watered them with ancient spring every day, and the grapes had grown quite well. The harvest season had begun a few days ago, so more and more grapes were ready to eat.

Wang Yao called his friends to come to try the grapes.

Li Maoshuang came first.

"Hey, you've got quite a few grapes. Any more in your garden?" asked Li Maoshang as he set his eyes on the grapes on the table.

"Yes, there are still a few not quite ready. I'll pick them up in a few days," Wang Yao replied.

"Great! That's great!"

Li Maoshuang took two bunches of grapes from the plate and put them into the plastic bag he brought. He then placed the bag next to him.

"What are you doing?" Wang Yao asked.

"I want to save the grapes for the next few days."

"You don't need to do that. You can come here in a few days if you really like the taste of them."