At night, the incessant crying of the little tiger echoed.
A few seconds after the daze, Luo Xiaolang asked the nanny, "What should we do now?"
"For now, he can only have formula milk first to keep him from starving, then we'll have to condition your health to see if you can recover." The nanny said somewhat helplessly, "Madam, you're currently in the lactating period, despite the master treating you extremely poorly, you need to adjust your emotions as soon as possible and not be too upset."
Luo Xiaolang nodded.
She nodded silently.
She stood up, "I will go and buy formula."
Because she had enough breast milk, she had never needed to store formula at home.
If she had known earlier, if she had been prepared, she wouldn't have let the little tiger suffer from crying so much.
"I will go and buy it for you, you stay and comfort the little tiger." Song Zhizhi grabbed Luo Xiaolang's arm.
Luo Xiaolang looked at Song Zhizhi.