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

It was indeed Ye Zhengting knocking on the door.

Shen Fenghe was no longer sleepy, but she did not respond immediately. Instead, she sat up gently.

Didn't he go to sleep a long time ago?

Why are you looking for me now?

Was he also woken up by the noise from next door?

I was woken up, so I just rolled over and went back to sleep! Could it be... that it's looking for me...?

"Shen Fenghe?" Ye Zhengting's voice rang out again.

"Coming...coming!" Lost in thought, Shen Fenghe hurriedly replied, then scrambled out of bed and opened the door. "What's wrong?"

"Are you hot?" Ye Zhengting asked bluntly.

"Huh?" Shen Fenghe was taken aback, nodded, then shook her head. "It's alright."

"It's especially hot tonight!" Ye Zhengting said emphatically. Without waiting for her reply, he turned around and moved the floor fan from the living room into the bedroom.

There was already a floor fan in the bedroom, which he had just bought. Now that both floor fans are pointing towards the bed, Shen Fenghe definitely won't be hot tonight.

"You gave me the fan, what are you going to do now? Aren't you hot?"

Shen Fenghe frowned as she looked at Ye Zhengting's sweaty face and neck.

At this moment, Ye Zhengting was wearing a vest and shorts, and his exposed skin was shiny and smooth, covered in sticky sweat.

Ye Zhengting wiped the sweat from his face. "I'll just take a shower."

After saying that, he left the room, picked up the washbasin on the balcony, and headed straight for the public bathroom at the stairwell.

"He woke me up in the middle of the night because he was worried I was hot... I was just imagining things."

Shen Fenghe fiddled with the door, looking embarrassed. "Instead of getting him out of bed, let's buy a typhoon fan first. We can't let him get up to shower every night."

slam-la-

A bucket of cold water was poured over his head, and Ye Zhengting felt instantly refreshed. At the same time, his pent-up desire was suppressed. He leaned against the wall, panting heavily, feeling utterly powerless.

"Why aren't the walls of the family compound as soundproof as the dormitories?" he asked with a hint of resentment.

If he hadn't stayed here for two nights, he wouldn't have realized how active everyone's sex life was. No wonder they kept having babies, with military wives getting pregnant one after another.

"Shen Fenghe will probably have to wait a while longer before her pregnancy becomes visible."

Thinking of the pregnant military wife, he naturally thought of Shen Fenghe, who was two months pregnant. He couldn't help but picture her graceful figure, partially hidden behind her cotton pajamas, under the dim light.

Her slender waist was so delicate it could be encircled by a single hand, and her full, orchid-like breasts resembled a pair of leaping white rabbits...

"Ye Zhengting, you good-for-nothing!"

Once again consumed by desire, Ye Zhengting cursed himself and gritted his teeth as he poured a bucket of cold water over his head...

Just as he was punishing himself by pouring buckets of cold water over his head, Shen Fenghe, who was enjoying the company of two typhoon fans, was already fast asleep.

With the arrival of the Great Heat, there is an increasing number of intestinal infectious diseases and heatstroke caused by high temperatures. The once quiet clinic in the family compound has become bustling with patients. Even Shen Fenghe, an intern nurse who has only been there for two days, is extremely busy.

"Xiao Shen."

As it was nearing the end of the workday, Zhong Junrong called her aside, looking somewhat hesitant and unsure what to say. "After get off work...do you have anything to do?"

Shen Fenghe shook her head. Apart from buying groceries and cooking, she really didn't have anything else to do.

Unlike Qin Shufen and Liu Yufang who had to take care of children, and unlike Xiao Xiuxiang who had to drag Wang Lei to produce the next generation, she didn't even have to wash the dishes after eating. After tidying up, she would go back to her room to read. When it was nine o'clock, she would plug her ears with cotton and fall fast asleep with the two typhoon fans blowing on her.

This life couldn't be more wonderful!

"You and Commander Ye are newly married, you must have endless whispers to share tonight. Could you please talk less and give us some time to work overtime? Otherwise, I guess many of us won't be able to go home tonight," Zhong Junrong pleaded with a worried expression.

"No problem!" Shen Fenghe readily agreed.

She had no secrets to tell Ye Zhengting!

It's better to stay and learn more.

Moreover, Yuan Yuan was also working overtime, and having her company made him happy even when he was busy.

"I'll call Zhengting first and tell him to go to the cafeteria to eat."

Shen Fenghe immediately dialed Ye Zhengting's office, "Zhengting."

She made the call in the nurses' office. In front of outsiders, she couldn't call Ye Zhengting by his full name, let alone "Commander Ye." However, she called him "Zhengting" very softly, as she was still not used to calling him that.

"What's wrong? I'll be home on time today."

Hearing her call his name so gently, Ye Zhengting subconsciously softened his tone as well.

Shen Fenghe said apologetically, "You should have dinner at the cafeteria tonight. I have to stay and work overtime. I'm sorry!"

"That's great!" Ye Zhengting blurted out.

"Hmm?" Shen Fenghe blinked. "Are you happy that I'm working overtime?"

"Of course not!" Ye Zhengting hurriedly denied, regretting that he had spoken too quickly.

"What made you happy?" Shen Fenghe pressed.

"How could I be happy?" Ye Zhengting continued to deny it.

"I can hear it! I'm not deaf!" Shen Fenghe raised her voice, clearly displeased.

Ye Zhengting rubbed his nose and deliberately mumbled, "It's good that I don't have to eat your dinner...".

"Is my cooking really that bad?" Shen Fenghe still managed to hear what he said.

Ye Zhengting said carefully, "Zhu Jing should prefer your cooking style."

"Go on with your work, don't let your colleagues think you're slacking off." He quickly hung up the phone.

"What style?" Lu Xiaohua, who was secretly eavesdropping nearby, asked curiously.

Ye Zhengting put down the receiver and said with a sigh, "It's too salty and has too much chili. I'm afraid I'll get constipated if I eat this every day."

"Hahaha..." Lu Xiaohua burst into laughter, "Sister-in-law doesn't know you grew up in the North and aren't used to our strong flavors."

After laughing, he revealed a mischievous expression, "I'm going to tattle on you to my sister-in-law."

"You dare?" Ye Zhengting glanced at her coldly, and Lu Xiaohua hurriedly shook her head and waved her hands.

"I wouldn't dare! I wouldn't dare! I absolutely wouldn't dare!"

But I dare to tell Piggy, and then Piggy will tell my sister-in-law.

Hehehe...

"There were so many elderly people and children getting IV drips, and one child even had viral herpes and was crying terribly!"

At the clinic in the family compound, after finishing administering IV drips to several urgent patients, Yuan Yuan took a few gulps of water from the cup Shen Fenghe handed her, explained her situation, and then asked Shen Fenghe, "Are you managing?"

"It's alright," Shen Fenghe nodded.

She didn't know how to give injections yet, so Chung Chun-jung arranged for her to check and record patients' IV infusions, take the temperature of patients with fevers, help other colleagues dispense medicine, receive new patients, and so on. It was a lot of tedious work, and she was always busy. Usually, as soon as she finished one task, another would come up.

"Xiao Shen, come and take this patient's temperature."

Hearing someone calling her from the door of the clinic, Shen Fenghe quickly stood up.

"Wait a minute!"

Yuan Yuan suddenly called out to her.

"What's wrong?"

Shen Fenghe turned her head.

"You've started your period, go change your clothes quickly, they're all dirty."

Yuan Yuan pointed to her buttocks, put down her water glass, and pulled her straight to the changing room.

Shen Fenghe turned her head and looked closely; a small patch of blood had seeped into her white coat.

She was stunned and her heart sank; the thing she feared most had come to pass.

"It's not my period!"

She grabbed Yuan Yuan and stopped her, saying with difficulty, "It's spotting."