Shenghua pills are Western medicine after all. They are pills produced in batches by pharmaceutical factories that extract raw materials and extract ingredients according to formulas.
Later, the obstetrician directly prescribed Chinese medicine: " Motherwort, 600 grams a day, drink it in a clay pot."
"Yes." Modi took it off and went to the kitchen to make some medicine.
After a while, Modi filtered out the residue and brought the medicine over.
Just by smelling it, Lin Xingran couldn't help but pinch his nose. Is this stuff for human consumption?
Even if the motherwort is dried and boiled into potion, she can still feel that it is a mutated motherwort.
It's not that you can't drink it, but it has the same medicinal effect, but the bitter taste of this mutated grass is even worse.
Bai Junqing took the medicine bowl, asked them all to go down, and brought it to Lin Xingran's mouth: "Drink, good medicine is bitter."
Coax her to drink medicine like a child.
But she is not a child. Good medicine tastes bitter but is good for the disease. Who doesn't understand these nonsense principles, but practicing them is another matter.
She took a small sip, frowning awkwardly, and although she swallowed it, the taste was extremely unpleasant. After drinking the water, she rinsed her mouth with water and stuck out her tongue, which could not dissipate the taste.
It takes a lot of courage to take a second bite.
"Is it so bitter?" Bai Junqing picked up the medicine bowl she drank from and lowered her head to drink it.
Lin Xingran hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover the bowl: "No, you're not sick, why bother?"
The next moment, the man's breath enveloped her head, and she raised her head slightly, just in time to meet his dark but hot pupils.
Unspeakable danger.
She wanted to take the bowl and leave.
However, Bai Junqing held her slender waist with one hand. Seeing that she wanted to resist, he cut her hands behind her back.
"Bai..." She opened her lips slightly. She didn't know what he wanted to do. He didn't need to drink her medicine if he wanted to remember the bitterness and sweetness.
His eyes swept from her starry eyes, down to her beautiful nose, and then down to her bright red soft lips.
Even though it has a medicinal smell, it still looks so sweet.
Makes you want to kiss her.
At that moment, Lin Xingran seemed to understand what he wanted to do. Could it be a vulgar scene in many movies and TV dramas - feeding medicine by mouth?
She was startled, and before he drank her medicine, she suddenly buried her head.
He buried his whole little face into the medicine bowl to cover his ears from the thunderous force...
Gudong, gudong, like a cow drinking water!
A bowl of potion made from traditional Chinese medicine was completely wiped out by her!
Immediately afterwards, she released her hand that was clamped by him, picked up the thermostatic hot water bottle, and drank the water from the thermostatic water heater!
"Uh..." Bai Junqing looked at her operation and was puzzled!
"I've finished drinking, good night." Lin Xingran's mouth was bitter and his stomach was bloated, so he went to sleep.
So tonight, her lower abdomen was distended and painful.
I ran to the toilet from time to time, urinating and vomiting blood, and I almost collapsed.
When she came back from using the toilet, Bai Junqing was incomprehensible: "You just resist me like this?"
"It's not resistance." Lin Xingran explained.
"What is that?" Bai Junqing hasn't done anything yet. Even if he takes a step back, what's the point of feeding her with his mouth?
Seeing that she was so resistant to taking medicine, I came up with strange ways to help her.
Last time he was injured, kiss therapy was found to be effective.
This time she was uncomfortable, so he administered the medicine through his mouth, not wanting to distract her and reduce the pain on her tongue.
I didn't expect her to be so ungrateful.
"It's so painful, there's no need for you to endure it." Lin Xingran felt that it was really unnecessary.
"What if I'm happy with it?" Bai Junqing retorted.
"Then you are a pervert! A masochist!" Lin Xingran said unceremoniously.
Bai Junqing: "..."
Seeing that he looked hurt by her bad words, Lin Xingran explained: "One person can bear it, why do we need two people?"
In her understanding, sharing happiness will double the happiness. Sharing pain will not reduce it by half, it will only cause one more person to suffer.
However, these words fell into Bai Junqing's ears, as if she was saying, why does it take two people to do something that can be done by one person?
She can live with the cub by herself, so why do she need two people to raise her?
no.
He would never tolerate her absconding with her cub again.
So he squeezed into the middle of the bed and put his arms on Xiao Baituan: "Tonight, I will sleep next to Xiao Baituan."
He faced Xiaobai Tuan, leaving his back to her.
"..." Lin Xingran couldn't help laughing when she saw him protecting his calf, he was so childish!
Not only that, he wanted to make her public, not to the public, but to the family members: "You must attend the family dinner tomorrow night."
be sure?
Lin Xingran had some shadows about what happened last time: "Is Bai Cha here?"
"Not here." Bai Junqing asked Bai Lucheng to arrange Baicha's departure today in order not to hinder her eyes.
"Okay." Lin Xingran didn't want to participate last time because he didn't want to meet those royal relatives.
But later on, Bai Cha was brought to the mother and baby room, so he was forced to see her.
Once you have the first time, you are not afraid of the second time.
Before she fell asleep, Bai Junqing turned around again, hugged her slender body, and said in a low voice and sonorous words: "Remember, this is your and Xiao Bai Tuan's home."
When Lin Xingran heard this, his heart felt warm, as if he had a sense of belonging...
The next night.
Before Bai Junqing came back from his busy work, Modi first pushed the suspension truck to choose an evening dress for Lin Xingran.
Lin Xingran saw rows of ironed clothes in the car, and none of them were top-notch luxury limited editions. The quantity and styles were more than last time, and it was hard for her to make a choice for a while.
"Miss, is there nothing you like?" Modi asked.
"No, I'm afraid the size won't fit."
Lin Xingran was faced with so many styles that it was difficult to choose. On the other hand, he felt that not long after giving birth, he took biochemical pills and motherwort, which caused a large amount of plasma lochia. Although his waistline had slimmed down, he was still breastfeeding and his breasts were still there.
rising...
For the proportion of waist and chest, the clothing design may not be suitable.
When Modi heard that the size was uncomfortable, he thought of the underwear Yu Xian prepared last time and said: "Don't worry, miss, the size of the clothes this time was told to the designer personally by His Majesty."
"He knows?" Lin Xingran didn't remember that he had measured her measurements.
Is it a visual inspection?
"You have to believe in His Majesty's vision," Modi said.
"Haha, can you believe it?" Lin Xingran couldn't believe it.
"Would you know if you just pick something and try it?" Modi said "pick something casually", not really casually, but because any one of them is beautiful.
"Okay then." Lin Xingran picked something casually and asked Modi to carry the little white group out.
Little Bai Tuan is almost two months old. He no longer needs to be swaddled. He has already changed into a onesie and wrapped it in a diaper.
Lin Xingran took off her postpartum clothes and saw herself in the mirror. After giving birth, her belly became flatter and there were no stretch marks like watermelons.
However, the pregnancy line with melanin deposits is still there, appearing as a vertical line in the middle of the abdomen.
If you ignore the black pregnancy line and the swollen breasts from breastfeeding, you can see the woman in the mirror. Her skin is as smooth as ice and her figure is bumpy, like the body of a girl who has never given birth.
Then, she put on the dress she picked randomly, but found that the zipper on the back could not be closed.
"Xiao Di..." Just as she called Modi for help, it was Bai Junqing who came in.
The hand that was pulling the zipper couldn't move it up, so it was half-released.
If you pull it down, that's even worse, and a lot of it will be exposed.
At this time, her fair face was as red as the burning clouds in the sky, and her hands were so nervous that she didn't know where to put them...