The ward door opened with a bang.
Song Minghui walked hurriedly and his rhythm was obviously disrupted.
Old Liu rushed in quickly, "Quick! Come on! Let me take a look first!"
No one in the ward expected this.
Song Yiyi was talking to them with a smile just now.
How come something happened in the blink of an eye!
Song Minghui and Cai Mengjun put diapers on the child and discussed how to prepare milk powder.
"Yiyi, you have to let the baby suck milk as soon as possible. It doesn't matter whether the baby can suck it out or not. It's good for your health."
Cai Mengjun said softly, "If you can't suck it out, let's arrange for milk powder."
The milk powder and bottles are ready.
Song Minghui scalded it several times with boiling water.
Nowadays, they are still glass bottles, and they are hot to the touch.
Song Yiyi knew that Cai Mengjun was right.
Cen Yue had already told her all this before.
She listened to it as hypnosis before going to bed.
Two hours after birth is the golden period for breastfeeding, and within half an hour is the stage when the baby's sucking ability is relatively strong.
The sucking reflex and mother-baby contact can stimulate the secretion of prolactin.
This in turn promotes the secretion of oxytocin.
It is beneficial for maternal recovery.
Song Yiyi glanced at the busy Cen Yue and replied, "Okay, wait a moment."
This ward was specially reserved by Lao Liu and was equipped with a curtain that can be pulled up.
Song Yiyi mentioned to Cen Yue, "There will definitely be a lot of people in the ward by then. You have to be careful and don't let me get exposed."
She always knew.
Raising a child is a very undignified thing.
I still want to keep my dignity as much as possible.
Cen Yue agreed and did better than she expected.
He prepared the curtain himself.
Cen Yue came to the hospital in advance, measured the inches, and installed the track.
Before she finished.
All of this has been arranged.
Through the curtain, Cen Yue cleaned Song Yiyi's body.
His movements were gentle and efficient.
Fortunately, Cen Yue is very strong, which avoided many embarrassing moments.
After finishing everything, Cen Yue helped Song Yiyi cover herself with the quilt.
He didn't forget to kiss her on the forehead.
Cen Yue bent down and tucked the loose hair behind her ears. His voice was gentle and hoarse, with a long tail: "Wife, you have worked hard."
There was a burning passion in his eyes.
Song Yiyi felt extremely relieved.
She reached out and put her hand into Cen Yue's hot and wet palm, and smiled with the corners of her lips raised: "You have worked hard too."
Song Yiyi knew.
Cen Yue was no less nervous and confused than she was.
The wound on his arm has not been treated yet.
Cen Yue didn't even glance at it from beginning to end.
Song Yiyi didn't want to compare who suffered more.
It was her wish to have a child.
Cen Yue respects her, and she will also respect Cen Yue.
A subtle change occurred somewhere in my heart.
Because of the children.
From now on they will be a real family.
Song Yiyi raised her head slightly. Just as she was about to say something to Cen Yue, she suddenly felt dizzy.
Cen Yue immediately realized that something was wrong with her.
The hand in his palm began to tremble.
Song Yiyi lay back down, her eyes rolled back, and her body went limp in an instant.
"Yiyi, Yiyi!"
Cen Yue's breathing stagnated, and he unconsciously clenched Song Yiyi's hand, his eyes becoming flustered.
He yelled outside: "A doctor, a doctor quickly!"
My heart was beating wildly, the world became quiet, and fear surged like a tide.
Every minute and every second seems to be extremely long.
The doctor came in quickly.
Cen Yue picked up Song Yiyi. She was completely limp, as if her soul had been sucked out and she had no energy left.
"Yiyi... Yiyi..."
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