I got married at 28, shortly after university and the marriage was sweet for a while.

I got a nice job as a clinical pharmacologist with a multinational company in South Africa and we moved there together.

She lacked nothing; money, a nice house close to the beach, an expensive Lexus, and other luxuries I could afford.

2 years after our marriage, she got pregnant and we celebrated it with a trip to Nairobi. But we lost the pregnancy to a miscarriage.

That was the beginning of my fall…

We tried again for the next 2 years to no avail. No issue.

Then I developed a weak erection that could barely penetrate my wife and even if it did, I would ejaculate almost instantly.

The doctor recommended a series of tests for both of us and it was revealed that my wife was okay. I was the one with a severe low sperm count (oligospermia) and erectile dysfunction.

He recommended therapy and a bunch of drugs.

The drugs caused me high blood pressure and painful headaches, but I kept using them because of my wife– at least I could last longer in bed.

Throughout this period, my wife was supportive but the pressure to have a child was heavy on her.

Fortunately (or unfortunately), she got pregnant again shortly after and gave birth to a son.

I was so happy, not knowing my sorrows just entered gear 4…

The boy was 4 when I discovered he wasn’t mine. My dear wife (now ex) had cheated on me for a child.

I knew it was my fault for pushing her into adultery with my failure as a man but I couldn’t accept the betrayal and we ended the marriage.

I resigned from my job and returned to Nigeria 2 months later.

Upon my return, My dad took me to the village. He was worried I could take my own life due to depression.

“You’ll get 4 wives in the village within a day if you want. Don’t die because of a woman” he said.

We stayed with my grandfather, who was a herbalist, during my time in the village.

That was where my whole world spun around the second time.

My grandfather was 84 years old and had kids from his youngest wives. The youngest of the kids was 5 years old!

Meaning he had her at the age of 79.

And he wasn’t the only old man I saw in the village controlling a harem of wives and fathering kids.

One day, I asked him why my case was so terrible at such a young age while an old man like him was enjoying life.

He laughed and said in Yorùbá “Ohun ti agba fi n j’eko, abe ewe lo wa” (roughly meaning the secrets of the elders are hidden).

He said he would have helped me but we rarely visited him and he wasn’t informed about my condition.

He then gave me a herbal liquid to drink for 6 days. He said it would cleanse my body internally to ensure my treatment works.

After 6 days of drinking the liquid, he gave me a mix of powdered herbs to use every morning and night.

Within 3 weeks, I started noticing my “wood” was rising like a teenager’s in the morning!

This gave me the confidence to woo a pretty village virgin who used to deliver pap to my grandpa’s house.

In short, my “wood” did not fail me– she got pregnant for me the following month.
Today, she’s my darling wife and mother to my 3 boys.

I stayed for 3 more years in the village to learn herbal medicine from my grandpa. After this I traveled to China to study more about traditional medicine at 南京中医药大学 – Nanjing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

With my previous experience as a clinical pharmacologist and the lessons I learned in China, I gathered a team of experts.

After multiple stages of testing, we successfully created a powerful NAFDAC-APPROVED solution to low sperm count and erectile dysfunctions using my grandpa’s secret recipe (the same recipe that changed my life).