At nine o'clock, Tian Cai finally arrived late. Commander Che had been talking to her today and had delayed her for some time.
As soon as she entered the room, Ma Guilan couldn't wait to yell, "Miss Xiaotian, please come and take a look. Is my milk engorged? Why can't my son suck it out? Oh, I was almost dying of anxiety when you came!"
Tian Cai slowly placed the teacup in his hand on the table, glanced at her open collar, and frowned slightly. In a busy ward, how could her collar be open like this?
"Please close your clothes first," Tian Cai said after closing the door to the ward. "Your milk isn't coming in so quickly. You need to pierce your nipple again today. Yesterday we only started your lactation, and today we're piercing your nipple."
"Then, then my son will have to eat milk powder today?" Ma Guilan felt a little distressed. The child was very hungry and needed to make half a bottle every time. Milk powder was very precious. She also thought that she could feed the child herself when the milk came in and sell the milk powder to others!
"Eat powdered milk this morning. I think your milk will come in this afternoon, and you can eat it then. Colostrum is very good for babies!"
Ma Guilan picked up the milk powder bag reluctantly and said, "Okay."
Next, he performed a routine set of acupuncture on Qu Ting, placing his hand on her bulging belly. Feeling the baby inside kicking him twice, Tian Cai reached out and touched that place and smiled.
"You feel it too, right? It's getting stronger and stronger!"
Qu Ting's face was full of kindness. "He's been moving around every morning and evening, as if he knew you were coming. Even his father wasn't this happy when he came."
Tian Cai had a smile in his eyes. They were just following their instincts, and they felt that Tian Cai would make them more comfortable and healthier.
After Qu Ting was done, Tian Cai asked Ma Guilan to unbutton her clothes and lie down flat, and it was tied up in no time.
Ma Guilan was just waiting for Tian Cai to give her acupuncture. She had a lot of needles stuck in her body, but she was also busy. "Miss Tian, listen to what my mother said: the bigger this thing gets, the less useful it is. It's not even as good as that flat breast. Is that true?"
"Not necessarily," Tian Cai had heard other police colleagues discuss this topic, and they agreed. "Milk secretion is related to the amount of breast tissue, the structure of the glands, prolactin, diet, and the child's sucking stimulation. Simply looking at size is useless."
"I probably didn't have any milk when I gave birth to my first child, and I still didn't have any milk when I gave birth to my second child. I thought that was just the way it was."
Old Mrs. Feng had never heard Ma Guilan mention having an older child, so she asked curiously, "You've already given birth to one?"
"Is that a boy or a girl?"
"How old?"
"Who's carrying it?"
After a series of questions were asked, Ma Guilan's face turned unhappy. "It was a girl, she's gone."
When Mrs. Feng heard this, the gossip in her eyes could not be hidden, but she pretended to be concerned and asked, "How come it's gone?"
Ma Guilan wanted to turn over, but the needle in her chest prevented her from moving. She drooped her eyelids and said, "How else could she die? She was born with a weak body and died within a few days."
Old Mrs. Feng said "Oh" with regret. It was a bit boring without any gossip to listen to.
The hospital beds were side by side, and she couldn't see Ma Guilan's expression unless she turned her head. But Tian Cai was standing, and she clearly saw the guilt and regret that flashed across Ma Guilan's face.
She guessed that the child probably did not die of illness.
After Tian Cai pulled out the needle, Ma Guilan held her two grain bags in both hands, carefully feeling the different sensations coming from them.
So when Song Lai Fu brought lunch to his wife at noon that day, he saw his eldest son struggling to breastfeed.
"Is there milk?"
He said in surprise.
Ma Guilan gave him a proud look and said, "Nonsense! What else would my son breathe? Air?"
Song Lai Fu scratched his head and grinned foolishly, "Why did you suddenly start to milk? Wasn't there any milk before?"
Ma Guilan couldn't free her hands, so she nodded at Tian Cai, "Miss Tian, give me two injections, and my milk is coming!"
Song Lai Fu immediately went over to express his gratitude to Tian Cai profusely.
You have to know that Song Lai Fu's family conditions are not good. Although the monthly allowance for being a soldier is not small, Song Lai Fu still has a large family to support, and most of the money has to be sent back to his hometown every month.
Ma Guilan has her own milk, so he saves a lot of money. Otherwise, he would have to ask people everywhere to exchange milk powder tickets. It’s a huge saving!
Song Lai Fu insisted on giving the new bag of milk powder to Tian Cai. A trace of heartache flashed across Ma Guilan's eyes, but she said nothing. Instead, she helped Song Lai Fu persuade Tian Cai to accept it.
"You can keep it for yourselves. Your sister-in-law is breastfeeding and needs more nutrition. You can mix some milk powder and drink it yourself. It will also nourish your body. I am healthy and don't need to drink this. Besides, I can't stand the taste of milk powder."
In the end, Song Lai Fu’s milk powder was never delivered.
In the afternoon, Tian Jianzhong came to check on Ma Guilan's recovery. Her son had been bothering her these past few days, forcing her to get out of bed and walk around with the child. She was only able to calm down today after having milk. Her wounds had recovered particularly well after she exercised more.
"You can be discharged from the hospital now. Ask your family's Song Laifu to come and handle the discharge. Just go home and take good care of yourself!"
When Ma Guilan heard this, she was even happier. Oh, all the good news came today!
I happily packed up my things and waited for Song Lai Fu to come and bring me dinner in the evening so I could go home directly.
Tian Jianzhong walked around the ward area and came back here, "Doctor Xiaotian, look--"
Tian Cai knew that he was going to talk about the issue of seeing patients again. Commander Che had also mentioned it this morning. It was probably the dean or Tian Jianzhong who asked him for help. In the end, they just hoped that Tian Cai could see patients in the military hospital for a few days to help see some patients who were not suitable for Western medicine.
So at this time Tian Cai nodded readily, "You arrange the time and place!"
Tian Jianzhong was immediately overjoyed and said hurriedly, "It's ready. It's right next to this ward. We'll arrange for a nurse to keep an eye on it and make sure your patient doesn't have any problems."
Qu Ting didn't quite understand at first, but then she remembered the two people who had come a few days ago, and suddenly she understood. "Cai Cai, are they looking for you to see a doctor?"
"Well," Tian Cai was afraid that she would feel insecure, so he said, "It's right next to this ward. You can come to see me anytime."
"Oh, I won't go. Didn't you say that patients all have that—" She thought for a moment, then continued, "Privacy! Yes, yes, patients all have privacy. Who wants to have a stranger around when they're seeing a doctor? Don't worry, I'm here. Chen Jinhui and my mother-in-law come over often. Besides, there's also Aunt Feng!"
"Yes, yes, yes," Old Mrs. Feng raised her head from the bed and said with a smile, "It's Miss Xiaotian. Can you let me take a look first?"
She had wanted to say this for a long time. She had been itching to do it ever since Tian Cai gave Ma Guilan an acupuncture treatment. But it was a bit embarrassing for an old lady like her to lower her face to ask a young girl for help. Her prodigal son hadn't come over for the past few days.
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