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Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 197

Chapter 197: Chapter 194 I, I Hate It So Much! 【-49 More】

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Before Jingchen went back, he actually visited the Rong Medical Department first to check with his comrades about his little wife’s health condition.

Although Shanni’s body was strong and her combat power was not even a bit weaker than his own subordinates, she was carrying twins now, so he had to be meticulous and cautious for his own peace of mind.

Just for peace of mind.

Jingchen had a stoic face when he went to ask around, but when he left, his ears were flushed red, especially after hearing an old comrade look at him with a knowing expression and whisper something in his ear—

"Pregnant women are somewhat heavier than usual, be careful and don’t lean against the wall and hit me~", Jingchen really wanted to punch him and send him flying!

Thankfully, he promptly added that it was normal for pregnant women to have sexual intercourse from after the third month until before the seventh month, but to be gentle...

After knowing that his little wife’s condition allowed for some ’snacking’, Jingchen’s heart finally returned to a normal pace.

Once Jingchen got the information he wanted, he simply clapped his hands and left, but who knew that an old tail was thick-skinned and directly wanted to tag along for a free meal.

Well, that doctor hadn’t yet seen what that little village girl who tricked Rash looked like.

Sadly, as soon as Jingchen knew the exact time he had to leave for his mission, he was worried about how to explain it to his little wife, how could he possibly let an old freeloader follow him around, mooching off him?

No way.

Two big men with completely unequal combat power could only watch as the combat-power-freak Jingchen pinned the other down on the ground, then snorted coldly and walked away leisurely.

Shanni got up around nine o’clock thinking that her man might leave in the next couple of days, she really couldn’t sleep.

Not long after washing up, Li Xiaxia ’coincidentally’ came downstairs and heard some noise from her room and came over to chat with her; Shanni also learned from Sister Xiaxia that Lin Aihong was still lying in the Rong Medical Department!

Her already feverish body was almost devastated by her own actions. It was said it would take at least half a month to recover to health, the doctor mentioned something like muscle damage and a bunch of other terms. Plus, her high fever was still relapsing non-stop, thinking about kicking her out of the military space, it couldn’t be done in a short time!

Apparently, upon finding the person, Lin Aifei immediately called her maternal home, telling her mom to come pick her up immediately or else she wouldn’t care about her life or death.

Hearing this made Shanni’s eyes sparkle, such a real woman! That’s how it should be done, why should a daughter keep bowing her head just because her parents aren’t good!

Human hearts are made of flesh and emotions are relative; without giving, you still think of obtaining something in return?

Damn it!

The two found a topic to talk about, and they chatted until half past ten before Li Xiaxia reluctantly said goodbye to Shanni. Both being Mrs. Rong, the time had come to go home and prepare a meal to let the men who had been tired all day have a warm dinner.

Shanni took care of her gossip heart, a cheerful smile was plastered on her face as she was chopping and cooking, singing nursery rhymes in a good mood to soothe the treasures in her belly, and just by twelve, she had prepared all the dishes.

According to her plan, the man would be off work by eleven-thirty, and at most it would take half an hour for him to get home. By that time, it would be just right to wash hands and have a meal.

Indeed, just like Shanni predicted, Jingchen came home exactly at twelve.

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