My Happy Daily Life After Being Reborn-Chapter 252 - 50 Triplets_2

"Really," Lin Xiaoguai nodded, "It’s just that the taste might not be very good, and I don’t know if Sister Li Qin will be able to stomach it. If it works, I’ll make it at home every day and bring it to the hospital."

After a pause, "And breast milk is the most nourishing. I’ve seen a premature baby in the Capital who stayed in an incubator for over half a month and didn’t gain an ounce, but after being taken care of at home for a week, the baby gained over a pound. It’s not that the hospital care is bad, but the baby isn’t theirs; how could they possibly provide care as diligently as the parents?"

Lin Xiaoguai had always disapproved of putting newborns into incubators, mainly because in her past life, she had encountered two not-so-good examples: one child, whose parents were both very smart, inexplicably grew up a bit slow-witted; another, whose parents were both articulate, developed a severe stutter, making speech so difficult it left others gasping for air.

Perhaps there was no scientific basis, but once a prejudice was formed, it was hard to change.

These words struck right at Zhou Fengqin’s heart. Indeed, it’s frustrating when you’re not allowed to care for a sick child yourself; how could she feel at ease?

"Wanwan, is that medicine really useful?"

"Of course it is. Many wealthy families in the Capital raise their premature babies that way." Lin Xiaoguai said this to mislead; that prescription was exorbitantly expensive, with the cost of the herbs alone running into several million Gold Coins. She couldn’t bear to spend so much money on unrelated people. And Little Niangao wasn’t considered premature at the time, so it wasn’t used for him.

When Zhou Fengqin heard that the wealthy in the Capital used this medicine, she was immediately convinced, "Alright, then let Li Qin take this medicine. I’ll go talk to the hospital. If they don’t let me take the child out, I’ll bring both mother and child back home."

By the end of the sentence, she was full of bravado, with her fearlessness of old returning.

"I should be the one to go," Lin Nianqiang, who had been silent thus far, said.

"Second Uncle, Second Aunt, let me talk to them first. If I fail, then you can go," Tang Hanfang hastily added.

She was genuinely worried the elders might offend the hospital. It wasn’t that she didn’t believe Xiao Guai, but since the incubator was so expensive, it must be somewhat effective. All that mattered was ensuring the baby could be taken out to breastfeed.

To get back to making the medicine, Lin Xiaoguai didn’t even wait for Aunt to come back and greet her.

When Shen Chi returned that evening, Lin Xiaoguai was in the yard, carefully placing prepared medicine packets into the sand pot to start brewing.

"What’s going on? Is someone unwell?" Shen Chi asked in surprise.

"This is medicine for Sister Li Qin," Lin Xiaoguai explained the situation with the triplets.

Shen Chi envied, "Triplets?" He instinctively glanced at Lin Xiaoguai’s stomach, thought better of it, and decided against it; his wife’s stomach was too small, carrying three children might wear her out.

With her head down, Lin Xiaoguai didn’t see his expression and simply nodded, "Wait for me, accompany me to the hospital later. It’s not right for Uncle and Aunt and the others to always be buying food from outside; I’m going to bring them meals."

"Alright, do you need help?" Shen Chi crouched beside her and asked.

"That would be great; keep an eye on this, add this medicine packet after ten minutes, this one after twenty minutes, sprinkle the powder from this packet after thirty minutes, then stir the pot, and the medicine will be ready," Lin Xiaoguai instructed as she handed over the medicine pot to him and ran to the kitchen to check on the chicken soup.

After dinner at home, Lin Xiaoguai, laden with big and small bags, went to the hospital with Shen Chi.

Because of the cold weather, Lin Xiaoguai wrapped the food tightly in old quilts, treating the pot of medicine with extra care, tightly sealed.

The Shen Family ate dinner relatively early, so when Lin Xiaoguai and Shen Chi arrived at the hospital, everyone there had yet to have their evening meal.

"Wanwan, why did you bring so much stuff?" Li Fangmei was surprised and quickly moved to help.

"Xiao Guai, you didn’t bring all the medicine that Sister-in-law Li Qin needs for a month, did you?" Tang Hanfang said.

"Sister Li Qin’s medicine needs to be freshly brewed to be effective. These are meals I brought for you. Don’t eat out anymore; I’ll make and bring them to you," Lin Xiaoguai took the sand pot out of the basket, carefully poured out a bowl of medicine, and seeing it was still hot, she breathed a sigh of relief, "Sister Li Qin, drink it while it’s hot. By tomorrow morning, your milk supply will come in."

Sister Li Qin had already heard about this from her mother-in-law. As long as the child could survive, she wouldn’t mind drinking bitter medicine—even if it meant climbing a mountain of swords or descending into a sea of flames, she would never hesitate.

Without hesitation, she downed the bowl of medicine.

Lin Xiaoguai admired her; only the person who had prepared the medicine knew that although it didn’t smell much, the taste was absolutely unforgettable. At that moment, Sister Li Qin, despite a distorted and fierce expression, did her best to suppress the urge to vomit.

"Have some water to wash the taste away." To not diminish the medicine’s effectiveness, she couldn’t give Chen Liqin any sweet plums or candies. freeweɓnovel.cøm

Even after drinking a large glass of water, it took Chen Liqin quite a while to recover.

Lin Xiaoguai took out a handkerchief to wipe away the tears welling up in her eyes and said, "This medicine is not only good for the child but also has a nourishing effect on adults. Don’t worry, Sister Li Qin, the children will be alright."

Chen Liqin was somewhat weak by that point and just nodded without speaking.

"Wanwan, you child, why did you make so much food?" Looking at the large pot of chicken soup, braised pork, stir-fried cabbage hearts, braised prawns, and kelp with pickled mustard strips in the basket, Li Fangmei was slightly reproachful.

"The chicken soup and cabbage hearts are for Sister Li Qin, I deliberately used less salt, suitable for confinement meals," Lin Xiaoguai served up bowls for them, "Hurry up and eat while it’s hot, it won’t taste good once it’s cold."

She didn’t think the food was too much—if it weren’t for the convenience of carrying, she would have liked to make a couple more dishes; as it was, she could only make more in quantity. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)