Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife Chapter 1505 - 1506: Double Act During Confinement

After a natural delivery, Cheng Su remained in the hospital only two days before discharge. Saving money wasn’t the reason at all. The fellow mother in her ward underwent a C-section and groaned endlessly in agony afterward, leaving Cheng Su unable to sleep a wink.

Mother Cheng confided quietly to Cheng Su, "See that? Getting sliced open like that—is it easy? Birth might happen fast, but the mother endures terrible suffering later, loses all vitality, and faces a longer confinement. And the baby lacks the vigor of ours. Natural birth was the smart choice."

Cheng Su gave an awkward laugh, not bold enough to dispute it. While others feared leaving bed, she could sit up and manage the toilet alone. Pain lingered, yet it paled against her roommate’s torment.

Recovery from natural births tends to be swifter. Doctors confirmed Cheng Su could rest at home. With that approval, discharge made perfect sense—home felt cozier, free from endless worries over hospital baby snatchings.

Baby abductions happen all too often, demanding round-the-clock vigilance.

Thus, Cheng Su and everyone else fully supported leaving the hospital for home.

Stepping through the door, Mother Cheng bore the baby in, cooing softly, "Baby Qi has arrived home!"

No formal name graced the baby yet, nor even a pet name, so "Baby" sufficed. Mother Cheng favored a folksy moniker like Gou Sheng, Deng Weixia’s firstborn son’s, convinced plain names eased child-rearing.

"Gou Sheng" grated horribly on Cheng Su’s ears; she rejected it outright, defaulting to Baby.

July heat scorched relentlessly. Returning inside from outdoors soaked Cheng Su in sweat, yet bathing was forbidden, even the fan. Desperation nearly brought tears.

"What midwife permits drafts? Craving headaches in your later years? Absolutely not," Mother Cheng insisted, clamping the fan while directing Qi Taiguo, "Son-in-law, shift the fan to the living room."

"Mom, it won’t blow straight on me. Just in the room for a hint of cool air. No breeze whatsoever—it’s stifling, no bath allowed. Want me covered in heat rash?" Cheng Su pleaded, face etched with misery, turning beseechingly to Qi Taiguo.

Deep sympathy stirred in Qi Taiguo as he responded, "Mother-in-law, Susu makes sense. Position it toward the corner? Gentle airflow will ease the heat. Otherwise, rashes form, stuffiness ruins sleep, and confinement recovery goes to waste!"

"Exactly, yes!" Cheng Su bobbed her head like a chick pecking feed, "Bad postpartum care guarantees troubles ahead, leaving me too drained to nurse our son!"

Mother Cheng compressed her lips, declaring, "Putting on an act to dupe this old woman!" Still, she loosened her grip on the fan. "Blow solely at that corner."

A relieved breath escaped Cheng Su before she added, "Mom, everything feels so sticky. May I at least..."

"No bathing!" Mother Cheng bristled like a protective hen, eyes flashing sternly, "Cheng Su, don’t test limits. Bathing waits twelve days, with ginger-peel boiled water I’ve prepped."

Cheng Su mumbled, "I’ve heard some use herbal baths just days post-birth. They claim it speeds recovery..."

Noticing Mother Cheng’s eyes bulging in fury, Cheng Su capitulated once more, "Just a quick sponge wipe? Sweat’s unbearable—I can’t rest like this!"

Persistent coaxing finally swayed Mother Cheng, who relented but fetched ginger water for the wipe-down herself, pushing Cheng Su to the brink of tears. Delivering now condemned her to a grueling postpartum ordeal.