PFC Chapter 923 Postpartum Depression
Chapter 923 Postpartum Depression
Huo Yan was finally woken up by Zhuang Zhoucheng. She pushed Zhuang Zhoucheng's hand and gritted her teeth, saying:
"Zhuang Zhoucheng, don't force me to turn against you."
The other person just fell asleep and he was tossing and turning. What does he want to do?
Huo Yan turned sideways and ignored Zhuang Zhoucheng. You know, having your sleep interrupted is a very painful thing.
Huo Yan is now fed up with this neurotic man these past two days. He is as energetic as if he had been injected with chicken blood.
He was so excited that he had to pull her in to join in.
Zhuang Zhoucheng knew his wife was angry, but he still had a smile on his face. He half-supported himself and said with a smile:
"I just want to see if there's any milk. My Seventeen has been drinking formula for two days..."
Huo Yan pushed Zhuang Zhoucheng's hand away. There was nothing she could do about the lack of milk. She had been taking all kinds of milk-inducing medicines in the past two days, but her period hadn't come yet. Could she be blamed for this?
Huo Yan hugged the quilt tightly, "Don't disturb my sleep, Zhuang Zhoucheng, I will really get angry!"
He's a psycho, so annoying!
Zhuang Zhoucheng couldn't help moving when he heard his wife's tone was not right. He was afraid that his ancestors would be angry, right?
He lay on the side properly, still smiling.
"Okay, let's get some sleep."
Zhuang Zhoucheng laughed softly, but the girl didn't want to pay any attention to him at all.
Zhuang Zhoucheng lay on the edge of the bed, looking at the plain white ceiling. Actually, he should have rested, but his brain didn't want to stop. He lay there for half an hour and then left the room again.
In the evening, Huo Yan went outside the greenhouse to see his daughter. Looking at his daughter's little face, Huo Yan must have been excited in his heart. After all, that was the little one taken out of his belly.
It felt like it was just jumping around in my stomach, and then it suddenly jumped out. I could see her dancing hands and kicking little feet.
When I looked at babies before, I thought all babies looked the same, but now when I look at my own daughter, she looks different.
Huo Yan was very excited. After picking up the nurse, he saw Xiao Shiqi's face.
The little girl was just a tiny thing, with only her bright eyes. Huo Yan thought sadly that her daughter was just like her, with no other strengths!
How could it be so exaggerated as Zhuang Zhoucheng said?
Zhuang Zhoucheng, that damned man, always whispered in her ear how cute and beautiful their little Seventeen was, but now...
Well, she was thinking too beautifully, after all, her daughter had an unhandsome father.
Huo Yan suddenly felt a little disgusted with Zhuang Zhoucheng. See, he didn’t choose the right partner and brought disaster to the next generation!
"Our daughter is smiling at you, Yan'er. Look, Seventeen is smiling at you too."
Zhuang Zhoucheng lowered his body and leaned against Huo Yan, facing the greenhouse. While talking to Huo Yan, he made gestures to Xiao Shiqi to attract Xiao Shiqi's attention.
Huo Yan didn't know why, but she probably blamed Zhuang Zhoucheng for the fact that her daughter was not as cute as she had imagined. She felt that it was Zhuang Zhoucheng's fault that her daughter didn't look like her.
Seeing Zhuang Zhoucheng's grinning face and seemingly very proud of himself, Huo Yan got angry and said to him sarcastically:
"Oh, I hope my daughter will be like me, the ugly duckling who can turn into a white swan. If she's like someone else, she can't turn into a white swan and becomes a vulture..."
Haha, she will definitely be angry to death!
Zhuang Zhoucheng still had a smile on his face, but when he heard his wife's inexplicable words, he immediately turned to look at her. What was wrong?
Why are you unhappy when everything is fine?
When she saw Xiao Shiqi, she actually got angry, and Mr. Zhuang San expressed his incomprehension.
"Yan'er?"
Zhuang Zhoucheng gently held Huo Yan in his arms and kissed her face:
"what happened?"
Zhuang Zhoucheng thought Huo Yan felt sad because she could not hold or touch her daughter, so he said that he understood her current mood.
He had been waiting outside for two days and only touched her once. He could only look but not hug her, and he felt so tormented.
"Stay away from me, I'm annoyed by the sight of you!"
Huo Yan is so popular, how can a girl not be beautiful?
Other people’s little princesses may not be pretty, but hers cannot be.
Huo Yan was inexplicably angry, and Zhuang Zhoucheng was even more inexplicably caught in the crossfire. Let me ask you, who could have imagined what this girl was thinking?
"I'll ask the nurse to bring it closer, okay?" Zhuang Zhoucheng said anxiously.
Zhuang Zhoucheng was worried that her bad mood would affect her health. She was in the process of lactating, so he was paying attention to her all the time.
"No, I want to go back and rest."
Huo Yan muttered something and glanced at Xiao Shiqi. It wasn't that she disliked her daughter, but the flesh that fell from her body, no matter how bad it was, was still the best.
Hadn't Zhuang Zhoucheng been praising Xiao Shiqi as a little elf that existed only in heaven and was hard to find on earth these past few days? Was the gap between her and him really so huge, and was she really devastated?
It's not that they are not cute, but the little baby is too small to be described as cute at all. They are just very small babies, nothing more.
Huo Yan was thinking in his heart, it is said that a little girl who is particularly ugly when she is young will become a great beauty when she grows up.
When Huo Yan thought about it, he felt a little better.
Although Zhuang Zhoucheng is not handsome, he is not ugly, right?
Aunt Zhuang, Zhuang Jinse cannot be said to be beautiful, but at least she has her own charm, right?
Huo Yan thought of various possibilities for his daughter, and finally let it go.
In today's society, people do look at appearance, but it doesn't depend entirely on appearance. The main factor is ability.
Huo Yan decided that she wanted her daughter to be an intellectual and talented girl. A talented girl is no less capable than a beautiful girl.
Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at Huo Yan walking away with concern. It was over. His wife had postpartum depression. It was a disease and needed to be treated immediately.
Zhuang Zhoucheng didn't bother to stare at his daughter, and quickly caught up with Huo Yan, gently put his long arm around her shoulders, and said in a low voice with a face full of remorse:
"Yan'er, I'm sorry for making you feel wronged these past two days. I only cared about my daughter and not you. I understand that you blame me, but our daughter was born before she was full-term. As her parents, if we don't give her more love, who else can we expect to love her? Don't be angry, okay? It will be fine after you're discharged from the hospital. You can hold Seventeen in your arms anytime."
Huo Yan couldn't help but look up at Zhuang Zhoucheng. Was he too confident and narcissistic?
Who said she was angry that he didn't care about her? It would be better if he didn't bother her anymore.
"Don't follow me. I kind of hate you following me now." Huo Yan snorted coldly.
He pushed Zhuang Zhoucheng's hand away and slowly walked towards the ward.
Zhuang Zhoucheng was sad. Now that the child was born, did she feel that he was dispensable?
"Then I'll wait until you're in a good mood and then appear." Zhuang Zhoucheng said immediately.
Postpartum depression!
At this moment, Zhuang Zhoucheng was 100% sure that his wife was depressed. The child was not around, she had no milk, and she had knife wounds on her body. She was suffering from multiple traumas. He understood, of course he understood.
He walked past the ward, looked sideways at Shi Yun and said:
"Do you know a more authoritative psychiatrist?"
"Doctor Yishan?" Shi Yun spoke immediately.
She had heard Kou Xiaoquan mention this name many times, and perhaps he was a friend of the Queen.