Gu Xiaoxia was truly hungry.
While Li Long went to make chicken soup, she nursed the two babies.
But she could clearly feel that her milk was insufficient, and neither baby had had enough.
The hospital did not have any particularly good solutions either.
Liang Yuemei watched anxiously. The mother in the next bed had only just enough milk herself and could not spare any.
When Li Long arrived with the chicken soup, accompanied by Li Xia, Liang Yuemei was fretting.
"Don't worry, don't worry." Hearing what had happened, Li Long looked at his anxious sister-in-law and wife and said with a smile:
"I got a prescription from Uncle Liang to help bring in your milk. It's a little late today, and they've closed. I'll go buy the herbs first thing tomorrow and brew them. After you've taken it for a day or two, you should be fine."
"But what if our Mingming and Haohao go hungry over those two days?" Gu Xiaoxia was still a little worried.
"Don't worry. I've already bought milk powder and got the bottles ready. We'll give them formula for a couple of days, then stop once you have enough milk."
Garden Milk Powder was very well known in Stone City at the time. Milk powder in those days was naturally made from genuine ingredients, so there was nothing to worry about. People were still drinking Garden Cow's Milk forty years later. It was produced locally in Stone City and could be trusted.
While they talked, Li Xia ladled out chicken soup for Gu Xiaoxia, saying as she did:
"Xiao Long bought this old hen on Old Street. It simmered for two hours, with some ginseng and a tiny bit of salt added. I told him I wasn't allowed any salt during my confinement, but