Without giving it much thought, Zhao Chen arrived at the door of Su Qianxia's room on the third floor. After knocking, he heard the door open and entered. "Sister Xia, are you looking for me?"
At this moment, Su Qianxia had just showered. Her hair was wet, and her entire body emitted a faint and elegant smell of shower gel. She was wearing a large white t-shirt that was neither too long nor too short. It covered her hips but exposed her long legs, it gave off a strong visual impact.
Su Qianxia asked, "How's Feng Mei?"
"Not that good," Zhao Chen said. "Her breast ducts are blocked more severely, so it's useless to use a milk pump. I helped her clear it again just now, but I only squeezed out some breast milk at the last minute. It's not enough for the child."
Su Qianxia sighed. "Feng Mei came to the factory to work and earn money at the age of 18. She's already an old employee of the factory. No matter what, we have to help her think of a way."
