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

"Little Flower? Don't rush, tell me slowly."

Hearing Niu Xiaohua's tearful voice, Ye Zhengting couldn't help but feel uneasy.

As a responsible indigenous village chief, Niu Nenggeng fell ill twice during the construction of the new village, and his health condition was truly worrying.

"He...he fell, it's really bad...waaaaah..."

As Niu Xiaohua spoke, she began to cry, "What should we do, Commander Ye? Could you... come and see him?"

"Okay!" Ye Zhengting did not hesitate and immediately changed the plan, going to Shanwowo Village first and postponing the physical examination.

Before leaving, he left a note, asking the guard to give it to Shen Fenghe later.

The font remains neat and orderly, stroke by stroke.

After seeing him off, the guard calculated the time; in about an hour and forty minutes, he could go to the cultural troupe to wait for Shen Fenghe.

boom--

However, just an hour later, while on guard duty, he suddenly heard an explosion. He immediately became alert, asking, "What happened? Where did the explosion occur?"

His companion shook his head. "You guys continue to guard the gate and don't let anyone in or out. We'll go take a look and we'll let you know what to do next once we've determined the cause of the explosion."

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"Where did the explosion happen?"

Inside the cultural troupe, Zhu Jing, who was watching a movie, also heard the explosion. She immediately pulled Shen Fenghe outside, saying, "Could it be that something happened to the armory?"

"The boiler room exploded!"

As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw that the outside was in complete chaos.

"Boiler room?" Shen Fenghe exclaimed in surprise, then noticed several medical staff from other clinics rushing towards the boiler room in the crowd.

"Jingjing, let's go take a look too."

"Um!"

Zhu Jing had no objection, glanced at Shen Fenghe's pregnant belly, and instructed, "If there are any casualties, you can help from the outside, but be sure to stay far away."

"Don't worry, I'm not your brother, I don't have the courage to be a hero." Shen Fenghe held her belly and quickened her pace.

Today is the weekend, and the four medical clinics in the military region are in a semi-closed state. Many medical staff do not live in the military region, and quite a few still live in the city. If the number of casualties is too high, the current rescue capacity may not be able to keep up.

Looking at the black smoke dissipating in the air, Shen Fenghe frowned.

If there are enough medical staff, I will still go to the front line for rescue.

She gently touched her belly and murmured to herself: "Baby, please don't be naughty at this time!"

"There's a patient here with severe bleeding!"

"Prioritize those suffering from asphyxiation, massive bleeding, shock, and severe burns. Quickly cordon off the medical treatment area and give us a private space!"

The situation was worse than she had imagined. Watching the injured being carried out one by one, she went to the area where the medical staff were. After cleaning and disinfecting her hands, she helped a patient with a bleeding head to treat his wound.

Seeing that she was already in the zone, Zhu Jing went to help move the injured person.

Twenty minutes later, the fire brigade arrived and quickly put out the fire, while soldiers from the military region had already demarcated the warning area.

As the injured were rescued one after another, the medical rescue area became increasingly busy.

"Sister-in-law, it seems that Grandpa Lin has broken a bone."

Zhu Jing followed a stretcher into the medical care area. Shen Fenghe had just finished bandaging her wounds and came over to check on Grandpa Lin's injuries.

"Hiss... our boiler room really is haunted, it's the work of ghosts!"

Grandpa Lin was somewhat delirious, but his speech was still relatively clear, and everyone around him heard what he said.

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

Zhu Jing chuckled, "Grandpa, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, animals were not allowed to become spirits. Even ghosts had to be registered, so they dared not come to the human world to cause trouble."

Shen Fenghe couldn't help but chuckle.

The atmosphere immediately improved; at least so far, there were only injuries, no deaths.

Even if some people suffer severe burns, at least they are still alive and have a chance to recover.

"I'm not pretending to be a ghost, there really is one, a ghost wall... oh my!"

The old man wanted to continue speaking, but was stopped abruptly by the pain.

No one paid attention to what he said; everyone was busy looking for or rescuing people.

Have you seen Luo Cancan?

After a long while, a female injured woman inside the tent suddenly sat up with a start, looked around, and her face changed drastically in panic. "Luo Cancan wasn't rescued? Didn't she come out after me?"

"Luo Cancan?" Shen Fenghe looked up. "Is Luo Cancan in the boiler room today too?"

The injured woman nodded. "She and I were on duty in our office today. We ran together when the explosion happened, but we got choked by the thick smoke and I passed out. She...she wasn't rescued?"

Shen Fenghe said to her, "I'll go look for the other tents. There are several medical tents set up now."

"What's wrong?"

As soon as she stepped out of the tent, she bumped into Zhu Jing, who was helping a burn patient walk towards her.

Shen Fenghe said, "I'll go look for Luo Cancan in the other tents; she's in the boiler room today too."

Zhu Jing pouted, "The wicked live a long life. Maybe she wasn't even hurt and is already back in her dorm."

Shen Fenghe patted her on the shoulder and walked towards the tent next to her.

"Maybe he really wasn't injured."

Luo Cancan was not found in any of the four medical tents. Shen Fenghe guessed that she might really be as Zhu Jing said, not injured but just frightened, and went back to the dormitory to rest after being rescued.

The situation stabilized just as the sun was about to set. Many medical personnel rushed to the scene after being notified, transferring the wounded to various clinics for further treatment, while those with serious injuries were sent directly to the military hospital.

"Two people still died."

Zhu Jing, holding Shen Fenghe's arm, murmured a sigh of regret, then said, "Sister-in-law, we have enough people now. Let me take you back to rest."

"Hmm...Eh?"

Shen Fenghe was about to nod when she suddenly remembered, "Where's your brother? I haven't seen him in a while."

Zhu Jing blinked. After being busy for most of the day, she had completely forgotten about Ye Zhengting. Then she looked around and thought, "He's probably coordinating the rescue efforts. He must be incredibly busy at a time like this."

"But..." Shen Fenghe frowned, hesitating to speak.

Since the explosion, the place has indeed been crowded and chaotic, but she still spotted familiar faces like Lu Xiaohua, Xie Kai, and Commander Zhou among the crowd, but not Ye Zhengting.

Could he have gotten trapped inside while rescuing people?

Shen Fenghe frowned as she watched the firefighters and military soldiers who were still searching for trapped people. She felt a sense of unease.

"Xiaohua!"

Upon suddenly spotting Lu Xiaohua still assisting in the rescue, Shen Fenghe quickly waved and called out, "Where is your commander?"

"Commander?"

Lu Xiaohua dusted herself off and walked over, saying, "I don't see our commander."

"Kai, have you seen the commander?" He turned to Xie Kai, who was walking over, and asked.

Xie Kai was also completely bewildered. "I don't think I've ever seen him before."

It was precisely because Ye Zhengting did not appear that they followed Zhou's team in the rescue operation.

"Then he..."

Lu Xiaohua turned to look at the still-smoking boiler room, a suspicion he dared not voice.

"Ye Zhengting!"

But Shen Fenghe had already thought of it and hurriedly shouted inside along the cordon.

Seeing this, the others also had the same idea: some went inside to search, while others called out from the outside.

"Commander Ye!"

"elder brother!"

"Help...help me..."

"Um?"

As she passed a cracked wall, Shen Fenghe heard a somewhat familiar cry for help.

"Luo Cancan?"