Soon, the nanny came back with a bottle of milk. The temperature was just right.
As expected, the child, who was originally crying hard, immediately quieted down after eating.
After the baby stopped crying, Yao Shuyi finally sat back on the couch while holding him carefully.
Looking at her slightly skinny son, Yao Shuyi's eyes couldn't help turning red. It was all her fault. If it weren't that her health suddenly became bad, she wouldn't have been unable to breastfeed him.
"It's alright. Our family will get better soon."
Seeing that his wife's eyes were red, Han Jianmin held her shoulder gently and comforted her with a soft voice.
"Hm."
Yao Shuyi held back her tears and nodded hard, showing that she believed what he said.
However, Old Lady Han spoke again at this moment, "Getting better? As long as this debt collector is in our family, the entire Han family won;t be able to get better!"
