Huayu 1987: Childhood Sweetheart Anfeng Qianmeizi

Three rinses!

That infamous, toxic milk powder that caused countless babies to develop kidney stones in the future!

If he had any hair on his body, it would probably be standing on end.

A fear that originated from the depths of his soul made him instantly forget his hunger.

No, absolutely not!

"I'll do it."

Shen Jingfang took the milk powder can and hurriedly asked the nurse for a baby bottle and a kettle.

He unscrewed the cap, scooped out two large spoonfuls of milk powder and poured them into the bottle, then picked up the kettle and poured boiling water directly into it.

"Hey! What's wrong with you as a father?!"

A nurse passing by couldn't stand it anymore and snatched the water bottle from his hand.

"The formula must be mixed with warm water; boiling water will ruin it all, destroying all the nutrients!"

While scolding her, the nurse quickly prepared the milk powder with warm water, shook it well, and then handed it over.

Shen Jingfang blushed deeply and lowered her head, not daring to say a word.

He took the prepared baby bottle and walked to Chen Lang's side, awkwardly putting the nipple to his lips.

A rich, milky aroma wafted over.

Chen Lang turned his head to the side.

"Sweetie, baby, time to eat."

Shen Jingfang gently coaxed her, bringing the pacifier closer.

Chen Lang kept his mouth tightly shut, resisting with all his might.

This thing is three-stage!

It's poison!

Drinking this will make you grow a big head and cause kidney stones!

He would rather starve to death, or jump out of the hospital window, than drink this milk!

"Why aren't you drinking?"

Shen Jingfang got a little anxious and used more force to shove the pacifier into Chen Lang's mouth.

Chen Lang felt nauseous.

He pressed his tongue firmly against the opening of the pacifier, and then suddenly exerted force.

"puff--"

He spat out the warm milk, spraying it all over Shen Jingfang's face.

Everyone was stunned.

Shen Jingfang wiped the milk off her face, looked at her son struggling desperately in her arms and crying her heart out, and was completely at a loss.

He's a man over 1.8 meters tall; he might be able to command respect and influence outside.

But when faced with an infant who refused to drink milk, all his methods failed, and his face was filled with confusion and helplessness.

"This child has quite a temper."

My cousin's wife said something sarcastic from the side.

"I think he just doesn't want to drink the milk his dad makes."

These words were like thorns, piercing Shen Jingfang's heart.

He held Chen Lang, at a loss for what to do.

"How about I give it a try?"

An Shaokang walked over.

He took the child from Shen Jingfang, his movements much more practiced than Shen Jingfang's.

"It might be the wrong nipple, or you might not like the taste."

He tried feeding it, and the result was the same.

Chen Lang reacted extremely strongly, crying so hard he could barely breathe, his little face turning bright red, as if the pacifier were some kind of monstrous flood.

"This..." An Shaokang was also at a loss.

He looked at the child in his arms who was crying so hard he was about to faint, and then at Shen Jingfang, who looked dejected beside him.

"Forget it, stop feeding it."

An Shaokang sighed.

"Jingfang, you stay here and watch over it. I'll take it to Xiaoli to try it out."

"She should have milk after giving birth, let her feed some."

After saying that, without waiting for Shen Jingfang's reaction, he picked up Chen Lang and turned to leave the ward.

Chen Lang's sobs gradually subsided in An Shaokang's arms.

He could feel himself moving away from that gunpowder-filled room and away from that deadly bottle of Sanlu milk powder.

Her tense little body relaxed a bit.

An Shaokang carried him through the corridor into another ward.

The ward was much quieter, with a few women talking softly inside.

When they saw him come in, they all looked over.

"Xiaoli, look who's here."

An Shaokang walked to the bedside and moved Chen Lang closer to Liu Xiaoli.

Liu Xiaoli glanced at the child; her face was somewhat pale, but her eyes and brows were gentle.

"This is... Xiaoqin's son?"

"Um."

An Shaokang nodded, his voice low.

"Xiaoqin, she..."

Liu Xiaoli pressed for more details, but Shao Kang remained silent.

The atmosphere in the ward suddenly became heavy.

Looking at Shao Kang's expression and then at the thin, small baby in his arms, Liu Xiaoli's eyes instantly welled up with tears.

"How could this be... We were talking on the phone just a few days ago, and she said..."

Liu Xiaoli's voice choked with sobs, and she couldn't continue speaking; tears streamed down her cheeks.

"Ugh."

Liu Xiaoli's mother patted her on the shoulder and sighed.

"That's fate."

"The child is hungry and refuses to drink formula."

An Shaokang broke the sorrowful silence.

"I want you to..."

"Bring it here."

Before An Shaokang could finish speaking, Liu Xiaoli supported herself and reached out her hand to him.

"I'll feed it."

"You're insane!"

An Shaokang's mother immediately stopped her.

"You just gave birth, your body is still weak, where would you get so much milk? Our Sisi doesn't even have enough for herself!"

"Mom, it's okay."

Xiaoli's attitude was very firm.

"This is Xiaoqin's only child, I can't watch him go hungry."

As she spoke, she gently moved the other sleeping baby in swaddling clothes slightly away from her.

The swaddled baby stirred, seemingly awakened, and made some soft, whimpering sounds.

"Be good, Sisi."

Liu Xiaoli gently coaxed her.

An Shaokang's mother wanted to say something more, but seeing Xiaoli's determined eyes, she finally just sighed heavily and remained silent.

An Shaokang carefully handed Chen Lang over.

Chen Lang was caught in a warm and soft embrace.

This embrace was different from those of the nurse, Shen Jingfang, my cousin-in-law, and An Shaokang.

There was a sense of peace and security in that embrace.

It tastes like my mother's.

Although it wasn't his mother, the scent of milk and body warmth instantly soothed all his anxiety and fear.

Liu Xiaoli skillfully unbuttoned her clothes and pulled him into her arms.

When the warm, soft touch touched his lips, Chen Lang opened his mouth almost instinctively.

A warm, sweet liquid instantly flowed into his mouth.

This was the first clean food he had ever eaten since he came into this world.

It was a life-saving rain.

The intense hunger made him forget everything, and he sucked with all his might.

It tastes so good.

It's really safe.

So heartwarming.

"Eat slowly, eat slowly, don't choke."

Liu Xiaoli's gentle voice came from above his head, and a hand gently patted his back.

"Wow...wow..."

In the crib next to her, the baby named Sisi seemed to smell the aroma of food, or perhaps she felt that her spot had been taken, and began to cry in dissatisfaction.

"Be good, Sisi, let your little brother eat first."

Liu Xiaoli's mother went over, picked up the baby, and gently coaxed him.

"My little brother was premature, he's so thin and small, he's so pitiful. Let's make sure he's well-fed, okay?"

In the ward, one baby was suckling contentedly, while another baby was crying pitifully.

The woman's whispers and the man's sighs intertwined.

Chen Lang was a premature baby and his body was already weak. He had been crying and making a fuss for a long time and had already exhausted all his energy.

The feeling of being well-fed made him drowsy.

Amidst the chaotic yet somehow human-like noise, his consciousness once again sank into darkness.

Before he fell asleep, he had only one thought.

I finally... survived.