Chapter 41 I'll suck it open for you!

Wen Ning felt that she had plenty of milk these past two days, and her chest felt heavy and swollen.

But Xiao Xibao seemed to have lost his usual appetite, and he let go after just two sucks.

In the past, my cheeks would bulge when I sucked, and I would swallow it all down with a loud gulp.

Now the little head is rubbing against her arm, and it would rather hold its little fist and hum than eat anymore.

After dinner, Wen Ning discovered that a few small red spots suddenly appeared on Xiao Xibao's fair and tender face.

My eyelids were swollen like little buns, and my eyes became tearful every time I blinked.

The little guy who was dancing and jumping during the day suddenly seemed to have lost all his strength and collapsed limply in the cradle.

Wen Ning's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly carried him to a brighter place.

I touched the red dot lightly with my fingertips and it felt warm.

The charcoal fire in this room is burning brightly, so he shouldn't have frostbite.

"What's going on?" she murmured softly, and she couldn't sleep well at night.

Sure enough, Xibao started crying non-stop since the second half of the night.

Wen Ning held him in her arms, lifted up her clothes and tried to feed him again.

But as soon as he put it into Xibao's mouth, he felt something was wrong.

She lowered her head and touched Xibao's forehead with her lips. It felt like touching a piece of warm jade that had been exposed to the sun for a long time.

"Don't cry, baby. Let me take a look."

While comforting Xibao, she freed one hand, put three fingers together and gently pressed on the back of the little guy's neck.

It was three fingers wide and hot, and it was indeed hot.

Nanny Xue was sleeping on the other side of the bed. When she heard the noise, she got up, put on her clothes, and hurriedly lit the candle on the table.

With the help of the light, Wen Ning could see clearly that a dense red rash had appeared around Xibao's little mouth, extending to her chin, neck, and even chest.

"Xibao is allergic."

Upon hearing this, the nanny picked up Xibao and rocked him gently, "How could such a young child have an allergy?"

The child was young and only drank from his mother's milk, so Wen Ning went over everything he had eaten in the past few days in her mind.

There was nothing special about it, except for the wild walnuts given by Sister Xianglan, which she put in the multi-grain porridge.

"I'm afraid Xibao is allergic to wild pecans. I ate them and they were fine. I passed them on to him through breast milk."

The nanny couldn't help but said anxiously, "Xibao is just over a month old. His internal organs are delicate. He can't take medicine or milk. What should we do?"

Wen Ning glanced at Xi Bao's flushed face and calmed herself down, "He has a fever now because of allergies. As long as the source is removed, the fever will naturally subside.

Feed him rice oil for two days first. I'll squeeze out the milk and give him some heat-clearing and detoxifying medicine. Once the milk is clear, I'll feed him again."

Nanny Xue nodded and said, "This is the only way for now. If it really doesn't work, we can go ask if there is anyone with a baby who is breastfeeding and borrow some breast milk."

"Um."

Wen Ning soaked the fine cotton cloth in warm water, took it out and wrung it half dry.

Then he carefully lifted Xibao's arms and gently wiped his armpits and thighs.

When she rubbed it for the third time, she put the back of her hand on the back of Xibao's neck and found that the burning sensation had subsided a little.

The little guy stopped crying, his breathing became steady, and he looked much better.

Nanny boiled some rice oil, tested the temperature, and then handed it to Xibao's mouth.

Maybe because he had just wiped his body to cool down, the little guy didn't hide. He rolled his pink tongue and sucked the spoonful of rice oil into his mouth with a "gulp gulp" sound.

The two looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

The nanny fed little Xibao, while Wen Ning turned around and sat at the wooden table.

Those two soft lumps were already hanging like stones and had to be squeezed.

But as soon as her fingertips touched the snow-white peak, she gasped.

Oh no, it seems like my milk is blocked.

She quickly picked up the warm cotton cloth and applied it to her chest, and began to rub the lump with her fingertips.

But it really hurts!

He only used a third of his strength, but couldn't help but groan in pain.

Every time I rubbed it, a sharp pain would run along the blood vessels to the Taiyangxue.

After the nanny fed Xibao, she saw that her forehead was covered with cold sweat due to the pain.

"Girl, is your milk blocked?"

Wen Ning nodded, "Mammy, I can't do it myself, please help me."

She knew Nanny Xue's skills. She had milk the day after giving birth, thanks to Nanny's lactation-inducing soup and meridian massage.

But this time, it seemed as if the milk was deliberately against her. The pain was so severe that she felt dizzy and almost fell down several times, but only a few drops of milk were squeezed out.

Mammy tried several times but it was no use.

"The milk is really blocked here. If you squeeze it hard, I'm afraid it will damage the root. It will be difficult to feed Xibao in the future. You take it easy first. I'll go get some rice wine tomorrow, steam it and rub it around the area to see if it works."

"Okay, thank you, Ma'am."

She was really scared to squeeze any further. She thought that having ten fingers spread apart during childbirth was the worst torture in the world, but she didn't expect that the pain of blocked milk ducts was comparable to that.

The next day, Nanny Xue asked Ji Xianglan for some rice wine.

The two men started to touch Wen Ning all over again.

The nanny certainly knew the technique, but Ji Xianglan next to her was different.

She just thought that Xibao's mother was so beautiful, and her body was so tender that you could pinch water out of it.

So there is no clear plan in his actions, and he tries here and there more like he is "taking advantage".

I had originally wanted to tell Xi Baoniang about the Liu family coming to look for someone, but she was only concerned with "taking advantage" and had forgotten about it.

Wen Ning felt as if countless golden stars were exploding before her eyes, and she felt like she was dying from the pain.

"Your lump looks fierce, but it's just been blocked for a short time..."

"When I gave birth to my first child, I cried because of milk blockage. But then I forgot the pain and gave birth to my second child right after..."

Listening to Sister Xianglan's relaxed words, Wen Ning felt that the pain was gone, and it could be solved after all.

But after struggling for a long time, looking at the drooping heads of Nanny and Sister Xianglan, he felt that something was wrong.

If the milk blockage is delayed for too long, it may cause "milk abscess". Not only will it need to be punctured with a needle to drain the pus, but it may also be impossible to breastfeed Xibao.

In fact, there is another way, but Nanny Xue doesn't know whether she should say it out loud.

She was hesitating, but she didn't expect Ji Xianglan to take the lead.

Ji Xianglan slapped her thigh and suddenly became energetic.

"Oh, I remember now. When I was blocked the most, it was my husband who used his mouth to suck it away. He..."

Ji Xianglan stopped talking halfway. She suddenly remembered that Xibao had no father and Xibao's mother had no man around her.

Wen Ning was in so much pain that she was a little dazed. When she came to her senses, the tip of her ear suddenly started to burn.

She subconsciously pulled her clothes closer.

Ji Xianglan changed her mind, and the discomfort she felt was long gone. She said carelessly, "Well, I was just thinking about it. Xibao's mother doesn't have a man. But what's there to be afraid of without a man? If it really doesn't work, I'll suck it open for you!"

As she spoke, she rolled up her sleeves, ready to get started.

Wen Ning's face turned red and white, and she covered herself tightly with the quilt.

She knew that Sister Xianglan meant well, but when she thought of that situation, she found it hard to accept.