Thirty One Doll
As if An Ran had received divine help, she hugged her daughter and sat in the dark corner, lifted her clothes, grabbed the blue-ray box on the ground, a sterile cloth for padding in the blue-ray box, and wiped the smudge on her chest. Khan, that's why she breastfeeds her daughter.
Her swollen bosom, which was like a stone, slowly relaxed under her daughter's gulps, and An Ran suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of satisfaction. Is this the magic of breastfeeding in the legend?
"Honey, mom hasn't given you a name yet, what should you be called?"
Breastfeeding, An Ran sniffed, lowered her head and couldn't help crying, her daughter didn't die, it couldn't be better, but in the future, how will they survive and get out of this hospital? ?
This question worries An Ran, but she can't think of that much at the moment. She can only take a step by step. She just sits in the dark and hugs her daughter. It's not bad, at least they are together now.
"Mom doesn't know what your name should be. Mom's name is very useless. Let's give you a nickname first, um~~~ Call it a baby, okay? Good baby~~ baby!!! Wait until Dad comes to save us. , and let Dad give you a nice name, okay, baby, will Dad come to rescue us?"
The baby ignored her. The baby was born less than a day ago. Now she doesn't know anything except eating. She seems to be very hungry. .
After eating and eating like this, the doll directly emptied one of An Ran's breasts. It was not long after An Ran gave birth, and there was not much breast milk in one breast. Naturally, there was not enough for the doll to eat, and then the doll had to suck. He opened his mouth and howled again.
An Ran sat on the ground, and the pain in her body gradually recovered amid the cries of the baby. She raised her hand and wiped the tooth hole on her neck. Only then did she realize that she had been bitten by a zombie again, but this time she had been waiting for her to feel it. By the time the pain came, the cavities in the neck had already scabbed over.
Now that the scab has formed, there shouldn't be any danger to her life. An Ran yawned suddenly, her mind became a little tired, and she replaced the doll with another breast and asked her to continue eating. He fell asleep with An Ran's milk in his mouth.
She rubbed her shriveled chest, and with a faint blue light, she kissed the doll's sleeping face. The doll's eyes were still covered with black cloth. This was because she was worried that the blue light would hurt her eyes, and An Ran did not put the doll's eyes on her. Taking off the black cloth, although An Ran couldn't see the whole picture of the doll, the feeling of softness and satisfaction in his heart was full of bloating at this moment.
Chen Jiao's son was still crying, but it stopped crying. It seemed that he was almost out of strength to cry. The two children's voices were hoarse, which made people feel pitiful.
An Ran was in a little mood, thinking that although Chen Jiao is annoying, but the child is innocent after all, she carried the doll and walked to Chen Jiao's son's blue light box. Looking left and right, there was a blue light on the wall. Below is a storage table, long, on which are placed several bottles of brewed milk, and a bottle warmer, which is holding a bottle of milk at this time.
She walked over, picked up the bottle in the bottle warmer, unscrewed the pacifier while holding the doll and smelled it. The milk should be fresh and not broken. It has been kept warm by the bottle warmer, so it is still warm. Hot, just right for a baby to drink.