White Coats Meet Olive Green: The Disabled Officer’s Seduction Skills

[Capable female doctor x PTSD-stricken officer, with an adorable contrast] [Period setting + both devoted only to each other + adorable child + mutual healing + clear-headed heroine + sweet everyday romance + no angst + no tragedy] Fang Fei had just accepted the crystal trophy for the First Prize in Traditional Chinese Medicine Technology Research when she suddenly collapsed. When she opened her eyes again, she was thrashing in a reservoir, while a brat on the bank pelted her with stones. Memories flooded back. She had transmigrated to 1981. Her birth parents were medical experts sent to support the Third Front, and they had died while rescuing the wounded. The original owner had been foolishly devoted to love. She had not only given her university spot to Zhang Wenqi, but had also poured her heart and soul into working like a beast of burden in his family home, tending to the sick. Three years later, Zhang Wenqi graduated and brought home another woman. He even called the original owner a servant and forced her to give up her job. Unable to bear it, the original owner jumped into the reservoir to kill herself. Now Fang Fei was here to turn the tables! Can't stay at the factory? Then she'll leave! By a twist of fate, she becomes the live-in helper for a disabled officer just back from the Laoshan front line. A helper's a helper. She gets food and lodging, and it's safe. She had barely walked in with her luggage when the man in the wheelchair roared, “Get out!” Fang Fei sighed and turned to leave, but the man called after her, “Make me a meal first.” Fang Fei: “...” That works, too. Medical care was hard to come by in the 1980s, so Fang Fei took care of him while treating the neighbors. She figured that once her reputation spread, she could land a proper job at the local clinic. Once she was on her feet, she could work out how to turn her professional skills into a source of income. Who could have guessed that though the man got better by the day, he also became increasingly “needy”? One day it was his arm, another it was his leg, and somehow he was always full of energy at night... Fang Fei rubbed her aching waist and was about to curse him when he lowered his long lashes. “Feifei, I know I was wrong...”