Xie Yan had never heard of this before and was a little at a loss, but she quickly took the chicken soup and said, "Then... then, Auntie, please wait for me outside for a moment, I will come out to find you soon."

The old woman waved her hand and said cheerfully, "It's alright. You take good care of your wife first. I'm an old woman with plenty of time. I can just go outside and soak up some sun."

As she walked outside, she said, "The sun is shining so brightly today."

Xie Yan nodded, closed the door, placed the chicken soup on the small table, and gently opened the lid.

In an instant, a delicious aroma of chicken soup wafted over.

It seems the nurse was right; the chicken soup does indeed smell delicious and tempting.

Moreover, the old lady was a very honest person; she brought over a whole chicken, with stewed potatoes and mushrooms on top. It was clear that the old lady was a meticulous person, and Xie Yan smiled.

This was something they had agreed upon beforehand: one chicken would be delivered at noon, and another one in the afternoon.

Xie Yan picked up a spoon and ladled a bowl for Yu Yuehui, saying gently, "Here, wife, drink some slowly and see how it tastes."

"If there's anything that needs improvement, I'll talk to the old lady about it."

Yu Yuehui lowered her head and took a small sip. Her eyes widened instantly, and she exclaimed in surprise, "It's very delicious! Even though it's not salted, the taste is still quite good."

Xie Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew beforehand that postpartum meals should be low in salt and light, some even almost salt-free. He understood that food without salt always felt a bit soulless, and he was afraid Yu Yuehui wouldn't like to eat it.

Seeing that she was enjoying her meal, Xie Yan's mood also brightened, and he said, "You keep eating, I'll go settle the bill with the old lady."

As soon as Xie Yan stepped out, he saw an old lady standing by the flower bed, basking in the sun.

Although the old woman was basking in the sunlight, her gaze never left the hospital entrance.

Seeing Xie Yan come out, her face immediately lit up with a smile, her wrinkles crinkling together, and she asked eagerly, "Oh, what did Xiao Yue say? Does it suit her taste?"

Xie Yan smiled and took the old lady's hand, saying sincerely, "Xiaoyue said the taste is especially delicious. Your chicken soup is absolutely amazing. No wonder Xia Xia always praises your chicken soup skills as unmatched."

Hearing the employer's satisfaction, the old lady's smile grew even brighter. "I'm glad Xiaoyue likes it. I was worried that it wouldn't taste good and that Xiaoyue wouldn't like it."

Xie Yan casually took the old woman's arm and handed her fifty cents, saying, "How could I not like it? Xiaoyue loves it."

"Around what time can you come over this afternoon?"

The old lady had served two daughters-in-law during their postpartum period, so she was very precise with her time management and immediately replied, "I'll be there at five o'clock sharp."

That way, after delivering the soup, I can wait a little while and then go home with my daughter who's off work.

The timing of the thank-you banquet is acceptable; he still has plenty of food in his space, and the timing is just right to eat it together.

Xie Yan smiled and nodded, "Thank you for your trouble, Auntie."

The old lady smiled and waved her hand, saying it was no trouble at all; she even hoped to get more of this kind of work.

After saying goodbye to Xie Yan, the old lady slowly walked away, unconsciously clutching the 50 cents in her hand, her heart pounding like a drum.

She repeatedly stroked the five cents, her face beaming with barely suppressed joy.

She never dreamed that she would ever be able to make money in her lifetime.

Xie Yan had just reached the corridor when he heard a child crying. He ran back to his room in a few steps, and the scene in front of him instantly gave him a headache.

Yu Yuehui was flustered and confused, while the little child beside her was wailing loudly. Although the little guy was small, his crying was deafening, making Xie Yan's eardrums hurt.

It turned out that Yu Yuehui's milk duct was blocked, and the little one couldn't suck it out, so she could only keep crying.

Yu Yue looked to Xie Yan for help.

Xie Yan: "..."

He didn't know what to do either.

I could only quickly make myself a cup of formula.

But Xie Chaolu, that brat, is utterly ungrateful. She doesn't like drinking milk powder. She'll only drink a couple of sips and then refuse to drink anymore. She spits out whatever's in her mouth, stretches her neck, and screams. If you feed her milk powder again, she'll only drink a couple of sips and then start screaming again!

Xie Yan felt a headache coming on when he saw her like this.

This was completely different from the child he had expected; where was the quiet and well-behaved girl he was promised?

He read so many books to me, but I didn't absorb a single word!

The doctor, who heard the commotion, came over and examined the baby. In short, the baby's sucking power was insufficient, and the milk could not be sucked out; the baby needed to have its milk expressed.

As the doctor spoke, his gaze intentionally or unintentionally drifted toward Xie Yan, who was frowning and struggling to breastfeed her child. Then, he gave Yu Yuehui a meaningful look and said softly, "You could let him try too."

"Before trying it, it's best to have him wash his hands. As for the massage technique, gently massage from the periphery of the breast towards the nipple. You can also apply a hot towel first."

Upon hearing this, Yu Yuehui's face flushed bright red.

Meanwhile, Xie Yan, who was pretending to breastfeed her child, had a blush creeping up her ears, as if someone had discovered her little secret.

At this moment, the child tried to suckle but still couldn't get any milk, and immediately burst into tears again. The shrill cry startled Xie Yan.

When he came to his senses, he realized that the bottle was not upright. After Xiao Chaochao finished crying, he was about to drink a couple more sips, but this time he couldn't drink and started crying again in frustration.

Xie Yan quickly adjusted her posture and put the bottle back to the child's mouth.

Upon tasting the milky flavor in his mouth again, the little guy closed his mouth and began to smack his lips.

Looking at the child in front of her who could control his crying so well without shedding a single tear, as if he had mastered the "skill" of crying, Xie Yan vaguely saw his future self, worn out and exhausted by the torment.

He looked down at the little guy who was happily eating, and at that moment he could no longer find any cuteness in him. He just felt that this little kid was simply a "little devil"!

After the doctor left, Yu Yue looked at Xie Yan somewhat shyly and asked, "Did you hear what the doctor said just now?"

Xie Yan smiled, raised an eyebrow at her, and asked, "What do you think?"

Yu Yue glared at him reproachfully and said coquettishly, "We're talking about serious matters!"

Xie Yan nodded vigorously and replied with a serious expression, "What I said was serious business! What did you think I was talking about?"

Yu Yuehui puffed out her cheeks in anger and muttered, "You know perfectly well what you're saying."

Xie Yan couldn't help but reach out and poke her rosy cheeks, coaxing, "Alright, don't be angry. The baby just fell asleep. Now that we have some time, let's eat some more chicken. I just checked, it's still warm."

"You haven't even had anything to eat yourself, where are you going to get milk for this little one!"