"What's wrong?"

He subconsciously wanted to press the caller.

"Don't," Lin Miao said in a hoarse voice: "It's okay. It's just that the anesthetic has gone through."

"What should I do?"

Luo Yan was a little at a loss.

Last time, Luo Yan was thousands of miles away, and he was powerless.

So, although he is already the father of two kids, he has no experience in this kind of thing.

The special assistant came with brown sugar millet porridge. Seeing that his face turned pale, he shook his head slightly.

"It hurts normally. You can find a way to distract her from it," he put down the porridge, "it's just done, it's still hot."

Luo Yan hurriedly took it over and fed it to Lin Miao spoon by spoonful.

After dinner, Lin Miao looked at the toilet.

Luo Yan is very good at observing his expressions, "Do you want to go?"

"Please help me over and try," she now felt that her entire lower body didn't belong to her, and some of her feelings disappeared.

Luo Yan took her to the bathroom half-held.

The special assistant didn't want to be a light bulb here, so he went outside the baby care ward to see the little princess of the Luo family go.

After a while, Luo Yan was in charge of Lin Miao.

When she was lying down, he said, "Wait for me a while, I'll be back soon."

He rushed out, and Lin Miao wanted to call him, but he still could let him go.

There are many postpartum matters, and she is not physically strong and cannot teach them one by one. Let the professionals come.

Half an hour later, Luo Yan came back.

Lin Miao waved, "Take me to the bathroom again."

Luo Yan helped her over again.

This time, his technique is much better than before.

Although it is still a bit clumsy, it can take into account Lin Miao's feelings as much as possible.

After going to the bathroom, Luo Yan brought her back, then fed hot water and helped her wipe her hands and face.

From beginning to end, Lin Miao doesn’t need to move it.
Chapter completed!