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Under Lin Xuanzi's acupuncture treatment, the three babies' health conditions returned to normal, and they no longer needed to stay in the incubator. They could be placed in the hospital room and be with Mai Xiaomai.
When Mai Xiaomai saw the three babies wrapped in white cloth, pink and tender, she felt a sense of wonder and happiness.
These were her children with Qiao Chutian.
These children, whom she had nurtured in her belly for ten months, were her flesh and blood, her dearest babies.
"Honey, I want to hold them, I want to feed them."
Seeing them, Mai Xiaomai felt a bit of a milk surge in her chest.
It had been three days since giving birth, and she should have started breastfeeding.
However, because she had surgery and the babies were in the incubator, she hadn't been able to breastfeed yet.
"Wife, your wound might hurt."
