When Ye Qianmo arrived at the hospital, the confinement sisters had already arrived. Seeing him coming again, Wanting Song and Mrs. Song were naturally overjoyed.

He personally asked his sisters-in-law questions for several months and asked them what specific things they wanted to do. After comprehensive consideration, he assigned tasks to each of them. And he emphasized again that he could not let his children cry.

Everything else is easy to talk about.

Lin Ling also made an agreement with the confinement sisters in advance. Mr. Ye's only request is that the child is not allowed to cry. In the eyes of the confinement sisters, this request is normal. Children from rich families are delicate, how can they be allowed to do so casually?

Crying.

Several people were talking, and I don't know if it was because one of them spoke louder, but the child suddenly woke up and started crying.

Ye Qianmo's expression changed a little at that time. In order to show that she felt sorry for the child, Song Wanting sternly reprimanded him: "You're going to die! Why are you talking so loudly? Look, you're scaring the child!"

"I'm sorry, I'm here to coax, I'm here to coax!" The confinement nanny felt that she was wrong when she was scolded. She was overly happy when she heard that she could make so much money today.

Before she could answer, Wanting Song glared at her coldly and scolded her again: "There is no need for you to coax the child. Didn't Mr. Ye give you orders just now? I want you to pay special attention to the amount of clothes the child wears in the future, and don't let the child be cold.

It's so stupid to keep it hot! Assistant Lin, I think you should change it for me, this one won't work!"

Lin Ling didn't like Song Wanting's bossy look. Although she was cold, she never thought that these low-level people deserved such scolding.

She looked at Ye Qianmo, but Ye Qianmo's attention was only on the child. He had already walked to the children's bed and watched Li Yuesao pick up the child.

She couldn't coax her. Once the child started crying, she couldn't stop it. His little face became redder and redder, and Ye Qianmo's heart was almost broken.

"Give it to me!" he said. Li Yuesao was sweating anxiously. She knew that if she didn't coax him well, she might even be fired.

Fortunately, Ye Qianmo said he would carry her, so she hurriedly handed the child over to him.

If Ye Qianmo could coax the child, the child's mother would probably think she was useless and would fire her. After Li Yuesao handed the child over, she looked at the child nervously. On the one hand, she hoped that the child would continue crying to prove that it was not her.

No. On the one hand, I hope that the child can calm down, so that the child's parents will not be so nervous, and maybe the atmosphere can be improved.

"Okay, stop crying. What do you want to do? Are you hungry? Or peed? Or are you hot?" Ye Qianmo asked while holding the child, shaking.

He thought he could make him stop crying immediately like in the morning, but the child just cried and didn't seem to listen to him at all.

Ye Qianmo was really anxious, and couldn't help but sweat profusely. He had never experienced anything in so many years, and he had never been so powerless as now.

"Make milk!" He said to Zhou Yuesao, and she hurriedly agreed to prepare it.

The child couldn't understand it even at such a young age, and still cried non-stop.

When Wanting Song heard the baby's first cry, she wanted to take the baby over, but she didn't. She scolded the confinement sisters specifically to show her concern for the baby and also to delay time.

She wanted to take action when everyone was helpless and breastfeed the child. She wanted to make Ye Qianmo understand that the mother of the child was the closest to him.

Of course, it's not that she doesn't feel sorry for her child, it's just that she thinks that the child needs to suffer a little if she is never separated from her child.

"Qian Mo, please bring the baby over. I feel that there should be milk now. Don't make milk powder. I'll feed him breast milk." Song Wanting said softly.

Ye Qianmo was already very anxious. If the child continued to cry, he would lose his breath.

He couldn't think too much at this time, so he took the child to Song Wanting's side.

Ye Qianmo sent the child to Song Wanting. Since she had stitches on her side during delivery, her movements would involve the wound, so she didn't dare to move. She just leaned her body to the side and let the child lie beside her.
Chapter completed!