80s Military Accompanying: The Heirless Tycoon Pampers His Pregnant Wife

"you're right."

Shen Fenghe patted Luo Cancan's hand, then picked up the thermos bucket that was on the ground and prepared to go into the shed to get food.

"Hey? Are you going or not?" Luo Cancan quickly called out to her.

Without turning her head, Shen Fenghe said, "We are husband and wife, but we are also independent individuals."

"What does this mean? It's all so mysterious!" Luo Cancan didn't understand at all.

"She'll probably go, right?"

At lunchtime, after hearing Luo Cancan repeat Shen Fenghe's words, Yu Li was equally unsure.

Luo Cancan shrugged. "We'll know tomorrow morning."

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, a death knell sounded outside the tent where Luo Cancan and Yu Li were.

"Luo Cancan, get up quickly! You only have half an hour to go to the toilet, wash up, and eat. We'll leave at six o'clock sharp."

"Who is it? So annoying!"

Luo Cancan turned over impatiently and covered her head to continue sleeping, but unexpectedly, Yu Li stretched out a long leg and kicked her off the bed.

With a "ouch," he jolted her awake.

After dressing properly, she left the tent and searched the crowd, but did not find Shen Fenghe.

"She didn't come!"

"Hmph! She doesn't care about Commander Ye at all."

"If it were my sister, she would have come running right away."

She kept cursing and swearing the whole way.

Meanwhile, Shen Fenghe, whom she had scolded, was lying comfortably in bed, sleeping soundly.

She still cared about Ye Zhengting and wanted to help him win honors, but each person has their own abilities and can only do what they are capable of. Just as she couldn't hold a scalpel, she also couldn't hold a shovel.

She got up at seven o'clock, ate breakfast, and changed Ye Zhengting's dressing before helping everyone do laundry.

The soldiers were busy clearing silt, collecting supplies, fetching water, and searching for people. They didn't have time to wash their clothes. In order to save water, the wives and relatives of the soldiers who came to help simply gathered their dirty clothes together to wash and dry.

After washing clothes in the morning, they started taking stock of the supplies that had been salvaged from the village in the afternoon, and then handed the list to the village chief, Niu Nenggeng, who, along with other village leaders, was responsible for returning the items to their rightful owners.

During this time, Zhu Jing and Shen Fenghe started chatting.

"I heard Luo Cancan howling early this morning. I was staying in the tent next to theirs, so I could hear it clearly. Anyone who didn't know better would think we were slaughtering a pig for the New Year!"

Shen Fenghe smiled and said, "Yesterday she asked me to go with her to clear the silt, but I refused."

"Why didn't she invite her good sister along for such a 'good thing'?" Zhu Jing sneered. "Even a weasel with ill intentions would at least pay respects to the chicken first. But she didn't even kowtow to you before trying to scheme against you. Does she really think everyone else is like her, with their heads caught in a door?"

Shen Fenghe knew that Luo Cancan had no good intentions in inviting her along, but she hadn't figured out what tricks Luo Cancan was up to this time. In any case, she just needed to be wary of those two sisters.

"Jingjing, do we have any cork trees or atractylodes here?"

Rather than trying to figure out the sisters' sinister intentions, she had more important things to worry about.

"Uncle Huang? Hamster?" Zhu Jing was completely baffled.

Shen Fenghe chuckled, "It's Phellodendron bark and Atractylodes lancea, two kinds of Chinese medicinal herbs."

"Huh? I don't know. You'll have to ask Hu Xiuying; she's in charge of medical supplies," Zhu Jing said blankly, then asked curiously, "Why are you asking? Are you going to drink traditional Chinese medicine?"

Shen Fenghe explained, "These two Chinese herbs can dry dampness, clear heat, purge fire, and eliminate steaming. This morning when I changed your brother's dressing, I found that there was a slight ulcer on his waist, which was most likely caused by soaking in mud for too long."

"Next, I estimate that many more people will experience skin and groin ulcers. Boil these two medicines in a large iron pot, apply the liquid to the skin, and then sprinkle talcum powder on it. I guarantee that the skin ulcers will heal in four days."

"Uh... rotten skin? Rotten crotch?" Upon hearing this, Zhu Jing felt an itch on her arm.

"Don't worry, you've never been in mud before." Shen Fenghe patted her arm, comforting her, and then added, "Now that the road is open, we can have the military region send some more supplies over."

"What are we still lacking?" Zhu Jing tilted her head and thought for a moment. "Right now, we mainly lack water. We can have some water transported over from over there."

"Garlic and daylily are also needed, and in large quantities," Shen Fenghe said, revealing two things that Zhu Jing would never have expected.

"What do you want these two for? To make a cold daylily salad?" Zhu Jing blinked.

"Garlic juice can be drunk to disinfect; daylily soup can be boiled and drunk to relieve depression," Shen Fenghe said slowly.

"Depression?"

Li Jianguo pushed up his glasses, looking somewhat puzzled.

At this moment, he, Regiment Commander Zhou, and Zhu Jing all came to Ye Zhengting's tent to discuss the material support they needed to apply for from the military region.

"After a mudslide, the most common ailments are skin eczema, colds, and diarrhea. The military region should definitely send over a batch of both traditional Chinese and Western medicine as soon as possible. But depression..."

"Please, Mrs. Ye, elaborate on this matter."

Li Jianguo made a "please" gesture.

The other three also looked at Shen Fenghe at the same time. Ye Zhengting remained expressionless, but his starry eyes flickered slightly.

Shen Fenghe said, "In the past two days, I have noticed that many villagers have little appetite. Even those who are not sick are still listless. Similar situations have occurred in our hometown after mudslides in the past. An old Chinese medicine doctor told me that this is called depression."

"It's what we used to say, someone suddenly jumped into a river, someone suddenly hanged themselves. They weren't physically sick, but they were sick in their minds. This kind of illness is called depression."

"Many villagers lost their loved ones in this disaster. The disease won't flare up while the danger is still there. But once people are safe, the thought of being alive while their loved ones are gone makes them depressed, and they lose their appetite and energy."

"That old Chinese medicine doctor said that there is no medicine for this disease, but drinking water boiled with daylily can provide some relief."

"Why daylily?" Li Jianguo is a Western medicine doctor and doesn't know much about some traditional Chinese medicine remedies.

Shen Fenghe explained carefully: "In ancient Chinese medicine, daylilies were called 'forget-sorrow grass.' They are sweet, slightly bitter, and cool in nature, and enter the liver meridian. Chinese medicine believes that they have the effects of soothing the liver and relieving depression, calming the mind and eliminating irritability. They can relieve depression, chest and rib distension, insomnia and dreaminess caused by liver qi stagnation."

"However, this only applies to mild cases, like our current situation, to help villagers who have lost loved ones to alleviate their grief and restore their appetite and spirits."

"Hmm... the traditional Chinese medicine of our ancestors is truly profound!" Li Jianguo said with a smile.

"Are you regretting not finding an old Chinese medicine doctor to apprentice under?" Commander Zhou joked.

Li Jianguo laughed heartily, then said to Shen Fenghe, "Madam Commander Ye, let's have more exchanges in the future!"

"I should learn more from Dr. Li," Shen Fenghe said modestly, somewhat embarrassed.

Commander Zhou looked at Ye Zhengting with a smile, his face full of envy, "You're a lucky guy! You married such a capable and beautiful wife."

"He has a good eye; he can spot the most beautiful woman at a glance, even among a hundred beauties," Li Jianguo praised.

"Hey... the way you put it makes me sound like I was talking nonsense, like a country bumpkin," Commander Zhou said, feigning displeasure.

Li Jianguo waved his hand and laughed, "Red pot or white pot, aren't they all hot pot?"

"Hahaha..." Zhu Jing laughed so hard she bent over.

Ye Zhengting stared at Shen Fenghe, who was smiling with her lips pursed, feeling a mix of emotions.

She chose me, not the other way around.