Sister Fang begrudgingly went to make the milk formula.
She's been a nanny for so long, it's rare to see such a selfish mother, just feeding, and she's being so picky.
Knowing she had severe hemorrhaging and is physically weak, there's not much needed for feeding, as she's already lying on the bed.
Lin Yan lay down on the bed, filled with thoughts, Lu Chenyuan called, he didn't even ask how the baby was, nor did he let anyone take a picture.
The little one clenched her tiny fists and was held by Sister Fang in her arms to feed the formula, her small body exerting effort like a little ball.
After eating, Sister Fang draped a gauze towel over her shoulder and picked up Qingtian to burp her.
With a soft little burp, Qingtian fell asleep.
She was so well-behaved, she would sleep once she was full, rarely cried.
Having sorted out the baby, Sister Fang walked to Lin Yan's side and said, "I'm going to eat something, haven't had dinner yet."
