Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse

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She wasn’t physically tired, but her heart was exhausted.

Initially, Jiang Xiaoying was hired as a postpartum caregiver, and Xie Jingchen, fearing she couldn’t cope alone, had a veteran nurse aid from the hospital assist, so Zhang Shanni mainly had to breastfeed; the children rarely needed to come to her.

Her mother-in-law had come early in the morning and then went back at ten o’clock to prepare a special postpartum meal. At twelve o’clock, she promptly brought the meal to the hospital, seemingly afraid that Zhang Shanni would go hungry.

Having such a mother-in-law, who was always concerned about her well-being, Zhang Shanni felt that her efforts were rewarded, and she was truly happy.

It was not long after she had just finished feeding the babies that Yan Jinsi arrived. With both her mother-in-law and Sister Xiao Ying each carrying a baby, they sat in the hospital garden to entertain them.

They were so small and practically always asleep; they couldn’t really interact or play.

However, because Yan Jinsi was here, the mother-in-law tactfully decided to take the babies downstairs.

As the weather was hot and there was no air conditioning in this era, the hospital garden connected to the ward building and had a shaded pavilion, making it suitable for family members to let the infants bask in the early morning sun.

Although it was now noon, there was at least a pavilion, which was better ventilated than staying inside the patient’s room.