She had a focused expression and looked at the baby with an extremely gentle look.
"It's intestinal colic, or what we often call first-month colic. It's because the baby's gastrointestinal function hasn't developed yet, and the stomach is bloated."
Yun Qiao said to the baby's mother, "There's no cure. You can only try to alleviate the baby's pain. Massage him regularly to relieve the gas, or put a hot water bottle on his stomach. These can help alleviate the baby's discomfort."
"Mom, try not to eat sweet potatoes, taro, and soy products. These things all produce gas. If the baby drinks your milk, it will easily become bloated and uncomfortable. I don't need to tell you about peppers and ginger, you already know."
"If you pay more attention, the baby will be able to bear it better."
Han Shuo was a little dazed for a moment.
Han Rou reached out and tugged at Han Shuo's arm, "Brother, stop looking."
Han Shuo then realized that he was a little lost in thought. He coughed lightly to cover it up, held Han Rou's arm and said, "Let's go."
Han Rou held Han Shuo's hand and pulled him down: "Brother, squat down and carry me."
"Hmm." Han Shuo did as he was told.
Han Rou lay on Han Shuo's strong back, her eyes fixed on the tips of his red ears.
She put her arms around Han Shuo's neck and asked him, "Brother, have you thought about the question before?"
Han Shuo paused, but did not stop, so much so that Han Rou, who was lying on his back, did not notice his pause.
He hummed and said, "If you want to, I can promise to help you."
"Brother, I knew you would definitely agree to help me!" Han Rou happily hugged Han Shuo's neck, leaned forward and pressed against him intimately, and said happily: "Brother, you are the only one in this world who loves me the most. We are the closest and most intimate family! If you don't help me, who else can I help?!"
Han Shuo deliberately shook her: "You are not a child anymore, be honest and don't touch me."
Han Rou deliberately put her face against his neck and said coquettishly, "Brother, I didn't touch you, I used my mouth."
Han Shuo's face turned serious: "Don't be so funny."
Han Rou was not afraid at all. She laughed twice and put her arms around Han Shuo's neck again. "Brother, how are you going to help me?"
"I've thought about it carefully. We have no ties or connections with Doctor Ye. If we rashly go to him and ask for help, he might not be willing to teach you."
Han Shuo laid out his plan. "You know, before my mother passed away, she gave me a passbook with some money in it. I'm going to take out a hundred yuan from it and use it as your medical tuition. I hope Dr. Ye will agree to teach you medicine for the sake of this hundred yuan."
Han Rou's eyes widened in shock after hearing this, and her voice unconsciously rose: "One hundred dollars!!!"
"What's wrong?" Han Shuo asked her, "Do you think a hundred yuan is not enough?"
Han Rou's face turned a little ugly: "Brother, the tuition fee is 100 yuan, isn't it too much?"
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