She had a bowl of soup and barely half a bowl of rice before she couldn't eat anymore.
"Husband, I can't eat any more, you should go have something too."
Zhuo Junyue saw that she also had no appetite and didn't insist, just nodded.
"Alright, eat less more often. I'll prepare something for you later."
At this time, Shao Rui came in holding the baby.
As soon as she saw the baby, Ningyan couldn't help getting excited, "Uncle Shao, how is the baby doing? Let me hold him."
Ever since the two children were born, she hadn't even had the chance to hold them once.
"The baby is doing well, and the elder baby's condition should be the same, if not even better than his."
Ningyan carefully took the baby from Shao Rui's arms, with the baby staring with wide eyes, curiously looking at her.
Ningyan fought the urge to cry, "My good child, my baby..."
Zhuo Junyue saw that it wasn't convenient for Ningyan to have her postpartum recovery in the hospital.
