Chapter 275 Let your man help suck
Lin Wanxia apologized: "I'm sorry, I need some time. My daughter is less than two months old, and I can't participate in long-term closed work now. In addition, I have some business, which requires time to arrange."
Cheng Yuan slapped his forehead, "Look, I forgot about this in excitement!"
The reason why he came to the island city instead of letting Lin Wanxia find him was because he heard that Lin Wanxia had just given birth to a child.
"Well, I'll find two designers to be your assistants. Tell them what you need. Or, if you need a team, tell me how many people and what kind of configuration you want, and I will give it to you exactly."
Lin Wanxia chose the team.
Cheng Yuan said that he would start to deal with it when he returned, and the team would be assembled as soon as possible and sent to Lin Wanxia.
After Jiang Sinian sent Cheng Yuan away, he said to Lin Wanxia, "Wife, you are so arrogant!"
Lin Wanxia: "..."
"Your daughter is the reason."
They all took care of her as a new mother who was breastfeeding.
Seeing that Lin Wanxia's face was not very good, Jiang Sinian supported her and asked, "What's wrong?"
"My milk is increasing." Lin Wanxia whispered, "It hurts."
It was past the usual feeding time, but she couldn't feed the child in time because of talking to Cheng Yuan.
Jiang Sinian looked around and saw that there was no one around. He whispered to Lin Wanxia, "Why don't you go to my office first, I will help you..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw Lin Wanxia striding away and leaving him with the back of his head.
Jiang Sinian touched his lower teeth with the tip of his tongue and chased after him with a smile.
It's not like you haven't eaten before, why are you so embarrassed? !
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Lin Wanxia has milk blockage!
It was obviously swollen and painful, but the baby just couldn't be sucked out.
The originally fair skin was swollen to the point that it became almost transparent, and the indigo-colored blood vessels were clearly visible.
Lin Wanxia cried several times because of the pain. It hurt when she raised her arms, when she turned over, and when the girl was breastfeeding.
Jiang Sinian was very anxious, but they had no experience in this kind of thing and no one knew what to do.
Lin Wanxia didn't care about being shy and went to ask experienced women in the village for advice.
The women who had given birth taught Lin Wanxia their own experiences.
"Hold it with your hand, and use your other hand to push forwards hard."
"Hands won't work. Use a hair comb to comb it forward slowly."
"You can have your child suck hard and bear the pain. If that doesn't work... have your man help you suck."
Lin Wanxia: "..."
With a red face, she memorized the methods she was going to use and tried them one by one.
The place hurt when touched, and stroking it with hands or using a comb was like torture.
Lin Wanxia "tortured herself" while crying.
But it was useless.
Her daughter was weak, and after sucking a few times, she was so tired that she fell asleep, and then she woke up crying because she was hungry.
Jiang Sinian also tried to "help", but it was useless, and it just made Lin Wanxia cry.
That night, Lin Wanxia had a high fever.
Jiang Sinian was anxious, "What should I do? Let's go to the hospital?"
In the era when there was no search engine, one could only seek help from professional doctors.
The obstetrician and gynecologist was a little surprised.
Lin Wanxia looked at the doctor's expression and asked weakly, "Doctor, am I hopeless?"
"That's not the case." The doctor shook his head, "It is particularly easy to get blocked milk ducts in the first three months of lactation, which can lead to mastitis. But most people in our island city are reluctant to spend money or don't think that blocked milk ducts are a big deal, so few people come to see a doctor for this."
What was not mentioned was that only a small number of people who came to see a doctor were because their condition had become serious. It was so
serious that the inside had become purulent and required surgical drainage.
Lin Wanxia breathed a sigh of relief, but also a little regretful. She should have come to the hospital earlier.
Most people nowadays earn their hard-earned money, and they wish they could spend every penny.
Sometimes it is conservative to say that they are frugal, especially for the women who are housekeepers. They can't even be described as frugal to themselves, they are close to being stingy.
The thing you are most reluctant to invest in is yourself.
The doctor kicked Jiang Sinian out and asked Lin Wanxia to unbutton her front and bear with it.
Before Lin Wanxia even felt any pain, she heard the doctor say, "It's done!"
As the doctor went to wash his hands, he told Lin Wanxia, "You squeeze it yourself for a while. I'll prescribe some dandelions for you to drink when you go back."
Although Lin Wanxia felt embarrassed, she had no other choice. Once the milk flow was stimulated, it would gush out on its own.
When Lin Wanxia cleaned herself up, the doctor had already written a prescription and asked Lin Wanxia to get the medicine according to it.
Jiang Sinian, who was waiting outside the door, saw Lin Wanxia come out, and his brows didn't even have time to relax: "How is it?"
Lin Wanxia nodded: "Much better!"
At least it doesn't hurt anymore.
The uncomfortable feeling of bloating also disappeared.
Jiang Sinian heaved a sigh of relief, took the list from Lin Wanxia, went to get the medicine, and went home.
Dandelion soaked in water actually has no taste. Lin Wanxia drank two cups and fell into a deep sleep.
After all, she was still running a fever.
It can only be said that the fever caused by mastitis is different from ordinary fever. When Lin Wanxia woke up, the fever had subsided and she was no longer swollen.
Jiang Sinian touched Lin Wanxia's forehead, which was no longer hot, and heaved a sigh of relief, sighing: "It's really not easy to be a mother."
***
The full-moon banquet was held in the largest hotel in town.
If the distance was not too far, Lin Wanxia might have chosen to hold it in the city.
In the end, Lin Wanxia did not send out invitations, but only asked the village committee secretary to shout a few words on the village loudspeaker.
The gist is that Lin Wanxia and Jiang Sinian are celebrating the birth of their daughter, so they are hosting a banquet at the Aimin Hotel in the island city. They are not accepting gifts, and there is no reception. Anyone who wants to go can go.
It is not easy for ordinary people to make money. As Jiang Sinian said, Lin Wanxia is not short of the three or two hundred yuan, but the villagers in the village are short of it.
Her purpose is to share Yueyue's existence, hoping to get everyone's blessings, not to save money.
The key point is to avoid trouble, such as whether to invite Lin Gensheng's family.
When I read novels before, I always like to curse, complaining that the author is useless, and that the protagonist is so strong that he can't kill the best relatives with one blow.
When Lin Wanxia also lived in this era, she found that although most people have a weak sense of law, they have a strong sense
of morality! Not only do old ladies rush to help when crossing the road, but the children raised by them will never say to their parents, "Why did you give birth to me to suffer when you are so poor?" Such unscrupulous words.
Times are changing, and people's hearts are changing.
The best economists can't predict which stock will be the most popular in twenty years.
Just like now, being a salesperson in a department store is a stable job, and being a movie projectionist is a good career, but what about 20 years later?
Who of this era can imagine that 20 years later, no one will write letters anymore, and the post office will shrink again and again? !
As long as Lin Wanxia can't kill Lin Gensheng's family without breaking the law, don't even think about breaking away from them.
Lin Gensheng's new brick and tile house has been built a long time ago. It is currently the largest and most luxurious brick and tile house in the village.
But Lin Gensheng and Lin Yaoyao have always lived in the second uncle's house.