C602 Young Master Ye's maid 524

Ye Mo had always had his own way of doing things, and never explained anything to anyone. This was probably the first time he told Xia Yihan about his thoughts and decisions.

She was somewhat touched. She looked at him dumbly, then smiled, a very gratified smile.

The two of them looked at each other but didn't say anything. They both understood each other's thoughts.

Ye Mo wrapped his arms around Xia Yihan's waist and returned to his room. The moment he entered, the child began to cry again.

It was not enough milk, so he ate it for a while. Apparently, it was not enough again, so he started to cry again.

This time, he cried even more fiercely than at the beginning.

Ye Mo's emotions were once again affected by the child, and Song Wanting was truly worried this time.

The massage didn't have much effect. If the milk really did go back, it might not have any more.

"Don't cry baby, don't cry, it will be soon." Song Wanting was anxious and tried to coax him. How could the child understand her? She cried for a while, then buried her head into the water. Unable to inhale, she cried again.

"Who is responsible for giving the child powdered milk? Let's try to get him some milk powder! " Ye Mo ordered irritably. One of his sister-in-law agreed and quickly went to get some water.

After she was done soaking, Sister Li Yue took the child from Song Wanting's hands and fed him. Just as she placed the bottle in his mouth, the child started crying even harder.

Ye Mo saw it with his own eyes and knew that the child was unwilling to drink milk.

There was really no other way. He ordered the milkman to give Song Wanting another massage.

"Mr. Ye, this kind of massage, using force to breast-feed, is not good for the mother's health either." The lactator urged in a low voice.

Ye Mo's face darkened, and said emotionlessly, "Her health is not good, so I have to get her some milk!"

Song Wanting saw that Ye Mo was really angry and said softly, "I'm fine, what's important to my body is the child." When the child cries, my heart breaks. If you kill me now and you can get milk, I would be willing to do so too. "

As she spoke, tears welled up again.

"Don't cry. Miss Song, the more you cry, the easier it is for you to not have milk." The quick-witted sister-in-law Yue stepped forward to gently persuade her. Song Wanting followed up with her words and sighed, saying: "Ai! I know it, but I can't help it. Something happened in my family that I couldn't forget, even if I wanted to. "

Ye Mo looked on expressionlessly. He knew that Song Wanting wanted to use this opportunity to talk about her family, and she did mention it.

The more obvious her intentions were, the less likely he would be to follow her wishes.

Even though he had already ordered for Song Shuhao to be released, he did not tell her.

Song Wanting was still observing Ye Mo's expression. Seeing that Ye Mo's expression was even uglier, she did not dare to challenge him, so she could only lie down on the bed and let the lactator continue massaging her.

The child was still crying. Xia Yihan couldn't bear it anymore, so she gave Ye Mo a look and assured Song Wanting.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door. It was the butler, who had brought Doctor Hao here.

"Mr. Ye, what orders do you have?" Doctor Hao came forward and bowed as he asked respectfully.

"Song Wanting's milk is not enough, you should have a formula for breast-feeding, right? I'll have to trouble you to make her a prescription right now. " Ye Mo had always been polite to Doctor Hao. Even though he had done some foolish things under the coercion of Song Wanting, Ye Mo still treated him respectfully.

"Yes, Mr. Ye. I have a few breast feeding recipes. They will be ready soon, don't worry." After Doctor Hao agreed, he left in a hurry.

"Try hugging someone else." Sister Li Yue took a glance and none of her sister-in-law dared to try.

Xia Yihan walked over and said, "Let me try."

Sister Li Yue looked at Ye Mo and nodded. She then handed the child over to Xia Yihan.

After all, the child hadn't eaten his fill. After she finished hugging him, she started to hum a song softly. He didn't want to listen to the humming, so he continued to cry, causing Xia Yihan to emit sounds like a kitten and a dog.

The child was naturally curious. Hearing these strange sounds, he slightly shifted his attention away from them.

Ye Mo saw that this method was quite useful and was overjoyed. He also came over and made all sorts of noises to tease the child.

Just like that, aside from the two of them, he also had his other nanny, Sister Yue, take turns playing with the children.

At that moment, Little Ye was crying for rest, rest and cry for rest. She finally managed to wait until Song Wanting brought in more milk.

After eating, he still cried. He repeated this process for a long time until Doctor Hao sent him the breast boosting soup. However, he was still unable to completely solve the problem of Lil 'Ye's constant hunger and warmth.

"Miss Song, you have to drink this breast feeding soup while it's hot to get better results."

Song Wanting took the soup and quickly drank it, not caring if it was hot or not.

The effect was very good. Not long later, she said to Ye Mo, who was still hugging the child, "Zimo, there's milk. Give Xiao Hengheng to me."

This time, the milk was sufficient, and Little Ye was afraid that the milk would soon be gone again, so she drank it faster than any other time.

He was finally full and tired. As he ate, he fell asleep. Ye Mo signaled with his eyes for Sister Li Yue to carry the child onto the child's bed.

"Thank you very much, you've worked hard!" Ye-Mo told Doctor Hao sincerely.

"That's what I should do, Mr. Ye."

"Butler, send Doctor Hao back."

"Yes, Mr. Ye."

After they left, Ye Mo said to Xia Yihan, "You're not feeling well, hurry up and go back to rest. I have something to talk to Song Wanting alone."

He then instructed the other female servants and Sister Yue, "You can all return to the guest room first."

"Yes, Mr. Ye!" Ye Mo frowned and lowered his voice, "When the child is asleep, don't talk about false etiquette. Let's go!"

Xia Yihan reckoned that Ye Mo and Song Wanting also talked about the matters of the Song Family, so she left after saying that she was going back.

The door closed, and only Ye Mo, Song Wanting, and the sleeping Ye Wen were left in the room.

"Deliberately? You want to give me a hard time? " Ye Mo's voice was not loud, but his tone was extremely cold.

Song Wanting shook her head and said in a low voice, "No, Zimo, you have wronged me. I did not do it on purpose. Can't you see that the child is not full, and I am anxious? It was my own son, born in October. You should know better than anyone how much I've experienced, and how I can bear to have my child not fed. Besides, I really want to do it for the Song Family. Even if I really want to do it on purpose, I have to be able to control my milk. "

As she spoke, she cried. Ye Mo frowned and shouted impatiently, "Still crying! You want to cry it back, don't you? "

Song Wanting once again frantically tried to hold back her tears. She could only faintly sob, not daring to cry again.

"You better calm down!" Ye Mo said fiercely once again.

Song Wanting closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths to calm herself down.

She had to be calm, calm, so that she could talk to him.

After tonight's torment, she was truly afraid.

"Zimo, I really didn't do anything intentionally. I know clearly in my heart that if I don't even have any milk, what use would I have? If I lose my value, I won't be able to help the Song Family, right? So I'm not that stupid to spoil my milk. "

"You know better." Ye Mo's attitude was still cold.

"I know, of course I know." Song Wanting smiled desolately.

What did she not know? After all the changes, Ye Mo truly did not have a shred of tender affection for her.

When she left the hospital, she was still thinking that she would do her best to make him fall in love with her.

She was doing her best to do it seriously, pondering his thoughts every minute and every second. However, for some reason, things went against her wishes. Instead, she distanced herself further and further from Ye-Mo.

Wasn't this all because of Xia Yihan? She couldn't accept it! She would never be willing to accept it in this life!

"Rest." Ye Mo only said two words, then left after glancing at Ye Zichen.

He never told her how he was going to deal with the matters of the Song Family. Song Wanting was disappointed but didn't dare to ask.

Ye Mo did not immediately return to his bedroom. Instead, he walked out of the main house and went to find Doctor Hao.

He would no longer believe Song Wanting's words.

Doctor Hao saw that Yimo had arrived and quickly let him in.

The time was getting late. Ye Mo did not bother with pleasantries and went straight to the point.

"Does a woman's mood have anything to do with milk?" he asked Dr. Hao.

"Yes, Mr. Ye, the woman is depressed and has a strong liver …" After he finished speaking, he asked again: "If she is always in a bad mood, can you cure her and ensure that there is sufficient milk for her?"

This was Ye Mo's greatest concern. He was the one who could not tolerate being threatened the most.

Doctor Hao frowned and sighed. "Mr. Ye, I believe that you understand the logic as well. It would be bad if he kept using the formula to soothe her. This is no different from killing a chicken to get its eggs. If one's mood can naturally become better, it would be a lot better, and it would also be good for children. "

"Understood, thank you."

Ye-Mo came out of Doctor Hao's room with a heavy heart.

It seemed that for the sake of his child, he still had to tell her about the Song Family.

But not tonight, not tomorrow, not until her milk was all right.

When he returned to the bedroom, Xia Yihan didn't say anything. She was still sitting on the bed waiting for him.

"How was the discussion? Du Du, you're not crying anymore, right? " she asked with concern.

"Nothing, go to sleep. Is there any pain in your stomach? "

Xia Yihan shook her head. Ye Mo sat down on the bed and hugged her shoulders, not saying anything for a long time. He didn't want to keep on thanking her.