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

"Should we just give her an IV drip?"

Shen Fenghe frowned and tentatively asked, "Shouldn't we let the doctor take a look first?"

"Sigh! Every year around this time, there are so many people suffering from diarrhea. It's mostly caused by intestinal infections due to the high temperatures, plus drinking unboiled water and eating unclean food. The elderly and children are the most susceptible," Yuan Yuan said with a hint of helplessness. "I heard that in other countries, this kind of disease would require some kind of bacterial test, but we don't have that capability in our country yet, so we rely entirely on experience."

"But our experience isn't just nonsense. Take cholera for example, you can basically make a diagnosis by looking at whether the patient has rice-water-like stools. For bacillary dysentery, you look for bloody stools with pus and tenesmus."

"Unable to defecate, or experiencing incomplete bowel movements." Shen Fenghe succinctly summarized this symptom, which she had read about in a book and which she attributed to a disorder of the large intestine's conduction function.

It seems that traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine can be used in combination.

"Look! Before starting an IV infusion, make sure to locate the vein accurately, prioritizing superficial veins in the forearm, such as the cephalic vein or cephalic vein..."

After arranging a bed for the elderly man with diarrhea, Yuan Yuan searched for his veins while carefully explaining the situation to Shen Fenghe.

"Avoid joints, hard lumps, or red and swollen areas. Obese patients or those with thin blood vessels can choose the veins on the back of their hands, while children usually choose the veins in their scalp."

"Then, you need to feel the elasticity of the blood vessels to confirm their clear direction and avoid hardened or easily slippery blood vessels."

Shen Fenghe regretted not bringing her notebook to take notes.

The old man listened attentively. "Am I serving as a teaching tool for you?"

Shen Fenghe and Yuan Yuan exchanged a smile.

Yuan Yuan joked, "I won't let you be my teaching material for nothing. After you finish your IV drip, I'll give you a bag of oral glucose powder to take home."

Upon hearing this, the old man beamed and stretched out his other arm, saying to Shen Fenghe, "Little sister, let me tie this one for you to try."

Shen Fenghe was both amused and exasperated. "Grandpa, one arm is enough for an IV drip."

"However, you can follow along and simulate the needle insertion," Yuan Yuan told her. "Using 75% alcohol or povidone-iodine as the center, disinfect the area in a spiral motion, covering a radius greater than 5cm by 5cm. Disinfect twice, and wait for it to dry before inserting the needle. If the patient is allergic to alcohol, you can use povidone-iodine or saline solution for cleaning."

"Use your left hand to tighten the skin and secure the blood vessel, and hold the needle in your right hand... unless you're left-handed, of course. The needle tip should be angled upwards, and you should quickly insert it into the subcutaneous tissue at a 15° to 30° angle..."

"Ouch!" the old man exclaimed in surprise.

Yuan Yuan's hand trembled, and she laughed and scolded, "Grandpa, the needle tip is still outside!"

……

After a long day at work, Shen Fenghe rushed to the cafeteria as soon as she got off work to buy a piece of beef, a bunch of celery, and a few chili peppers. She also packed a bowl of mung bean and pork rib soup from the cafeteria before going home to cook.

"Why do you still cook for yourself when there's a cafeteria?"

I ran into Liu Yufang on the street, who was taking her son for a walk. Seeing that she had a lot of bags, I casually asked her a question.

Shen Fenghe frankly admitted, "He was always fed in the cafeteria, which was no different from living in the dormitory."

"Oh my! Look how virtuous you are, Commander Ye is truly blessed." Liu Yufang teased with a smile, then added, "I'm too lazy to cook for my husband, he's too busy taking care of the kids. You'll understand when you two have children, when you're too tired to even do 'that'."

Shen Fenghe smiled calmly and didn't reply.

"It smells spicy! What are you cooking?"

Shortly after 7 o'clock, Ye Zhengting returned. As soon as he stepped into the corridor, he smelled a rich, spicy aroma wafting from his own stove. He rubbed his nose.

"Celery and beef, have some soup first. It's a takeout from the cafeteria," Shen Fenghe said without looking up.

"You can just get everything from the cafeteria, there's no need to cook for yourself. Now that you have a job, rest more after get off work so you don't overwork yourself," Ye Zhengting said meaningfully, his gaze shifting to her still flat stomach.

"Our Commander Ye is feeling sorry for his wife!" A military wife who was cooking next door turned around and teased Ye Zhengting with a smile.

Ye Zhengting rubbed his nose again, nodded slightly to the other person, and then turned and went into the house.

"Achoo!"

The chili peppers were so pungent that he couldn't help but sneeze. When he looked up, he saw that Shen Fenghe had tidied up the sofa perfectly, with no trace of anyone having slept on it.

To be fair, Shen Fenghe would be a very suitable partner for marriage. She's hardworking, capable, unpretentious, and quite intelligent. It's just a pity...

"The food is ready, come sit down!"

Shen Fenghe walked in carrying a plate of celery and beef. Ye Zhengting quickly composed himself and took the plate from her.

"Is it not tasty?"

Seeing that he didn't pick up much of the celery and beef, Shen Fenghe frowned slightly.

She didn't know much about Ye Zhengting's eating habits and preferences yet. When they lived in the tent, they ate canned food almost every day, so she didn't have a chance to find out.

"Delicious!" Ye Zhengting nodded hurriedly, then picked up a piece of celery and beef with his chopsticks and chewed it with gusto.

"hiss……"

When he took the bowl out to wash it, he stuck out his tongue and gulped down several mouthfuls of tap water to rinse his mouth.

After finishing their meal, the two of them washed up separately. Unlike the couples around them who would cuddle or play with their children, their room was unusually quiet.

Ye Zhengting went to bed on the sofa at eight o'clock. Shen Fenghe finished her work and returned to the bedroom, closed the door, and prepared to write down what she had learned that day, read some medical books, and then go to bed at nine or nine-thirty.

"Our son isn't asleep yet, what's the rush?"

"Why aren't we in a hurry? I've been on a mission for half a month, I'm about to burst! Let's keep our voices down."

The tenement building wasn't soundproof, and the whispers of the couple next door could occasionally reach Shen Fenghe's ears, making it difficult for her to concentrate.

After she finished writing, she took the book to bed to read. Unexpectedly, there was even more noise behind the wall. In addition to the man's heavy breathing and the woman's whimpering, there was also the creaking of the bed. She was so embarrassed that she had to read each line two or three times before she could remember it.

"I wonder if Ye Zhengting heard that?"

Her vision gradually lost focus, so she simply threw the book aside and went to sleep.

"what……"

Suddenly, a long sigh came from next door. Shen Fenghe got goosebumps and immediately lost consciousness, just as she was about to play chess with her.

dong dong——

The next moment, there was another knock on the door. Shen Fenghe thought she was hallucinating until Ye Zhengting's voice came from outside the door.

"Shen Fenghe, are you asleep?"