After everyone left, Shen Jichuan's ward finally quieted down.
Shen Jichuan said he was fine, but his legs were frozen and he needed treatment and would have to be hospitalized for a few days. He vowed that he could return home before the Lunar New Year.
He wanted Wen Qiao to go home.
How could he bear to let a pregnant woman accompany him?
However, the young wife was stubborn and inflexible, and she refused to leave.
If Shen Jichuan were to say another word, then he would be seen as someone else being fierce.
"It's not that I don't want you to stay here, it's that I'm worried you won't sleep well."
"I'm not going to stay here with you the whole time. I'll go back once you're feeling better. Also, I haven't had a prenatal checkup in a long time. I was thinking of getting one to check up on all three of us. You're really so careless..."
Shen Jichuan said urgently:
"How could I be at ease? I'm always worried about you and the baby. I'm most worried about you."
After all, Wen Qiao is so young. If something were to happen to her during childbirth, he would never forgive himself.
But what did he say about Wen Qiao getting pregnant with three children...?
Is it because his body, which refuses to age, is too resilient?
Wen Qiao was just teasing him on purpose.
Seeing Shen Jichuan's dry lips and his face, which had clearly changed color several times, she immediately felt a pang of heartache.
"I know. Don't worry, your lips are so chapped, does it hurt?"
She sat down by his bedside, having removed the scarf and hat she had worn when she arrived, her dark hair simply pinned up at the ends.
After taking off her military overcoat, she was wearing a red sweater, which made her small, delicate face appear very fair and radiant.
She looked just like a ripe peach.
Just looking at her made Shen Jichuan's body feel a little weak.
He looked at Wen Qiao and said to her, "Wen Qiao, come here, get a little closer to me..."
Wen Qiao thought he had something to say.
As soon as I got close, his broad palm gripped the back of my head.
He leaned back halfway on the bed, while Wen Qiao lay on top of him.
It started with just a light kiss.
He then deepened the kiss.
Only after hearing Wen Qiao's heavy breathing did Shen Jichuan release her.
"You've kissed me so many times, and you still can't breathe?"
Wen Qiao's face was flushed from lack of oxygen.
She said softly, "It's because you're too strong."
"Wen Qiao, I miss you."
Wen Qiao didn't understand what it meant at first, but she replied, "I miss you too."
But when she was about to get up, she accidentally pressed on a certain part of the man's body under the blanket.
This time, Wen Qiao's face wasn't flushed from lack of oxygen, but rather a sallow red.
She looked up and met Shen Jichuan's dark eyes, which held a hint of smug satisfaction.
She must have thought of something.
Then she asked in a low voice, "You, you still have that thought at a time like this...?"
Shen Jichuan deliberately lowered his voice and explained:
"I am a man, a normal man, and it is normal for me to have a reaction to my wife."
"Besides, I only have frostbite on my legs."
"What, you think my entire lower body is crippled by the cold?"
Seeing that Wen Qiao remained silent.
Shen Jichuan snorted, "If you really get frostbite, you'll be crying for the rest of your life."
Wen Qiao immediately heard what he said and stepped forward to cover his mouth.
Why do you tell everyone everything?
"If someone hears this, you'll lose your authority as a leader."
Shen Jichuan took her hand away.
"It's just the two of us in this ward, no one can hear us."
Just as Shen Jichuan finished speaking, there was a knock at the door, and Zhang Wenshu came in carrying hot water.
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