Dare to shirk responsibility? This adorable little one will tear down your military district!

Gu Changfeng's face was so dark it could drip water. Our clinic hasn't even officially opened yet, and it's already been shut down by our own people. This isn't just a slap in the face to Old Master Sun, it's a slap in the face to Gu Changfeng.

"I'm going to find the political commissar." Gu Changfeng pulled his hat over his head, turned to leave, and said, "Since when has it become the case that a head nurse can call the shots in the medical team?"

"Wait a minute." Sun Shouzhen's hand holding the purple clay teapot trembled slightly, from anger.

The old man spent his whole life treating patients. When he was treating those high-ranking officials, everyone treated him with utmost respect.

Now look what's happened. He's fallen into a trap and is being bullied by dogs. Even a little nurse who's in charge of giving injections and dispensing medicine dares to ride on his neck and poop on him.

"Changfeng, if you use your rank to bully people, Wanrou's reputation will be ruined." Sun Shouzhen slammed the teapot heavily on the table.

"People say I practice medicine without a license, that I'm a bad element from a cowshed. These words are harsh, but they are true in the records. If you try to suppress them, it will only confirm that we have a guilty conscience."

Lin Wanrou looked at Old Master Sun with guilt: "Master, it's all my fault. If it weren't for taking me under your wing, you wouldn't have to put up with this. We could just close this clinic and treat the neighbors' minor ailments from home..."

"Not open? Why not open?" Meng Yaya folded the notice into a small square and stuffed it into her pocket.

She walked to Gu Changfeng's side, raised her little head, and said with her bright black eyes, "Dad, take me to the sanitation team. Since someone wants to talk to us about rules, let's go and teach her some manners."

Seeing his daughter's ready-to-fight stance, Gu Changfeng's anger subsided by half. He bent down, picked Meng Yaya up, and waved his hand: "Let's go! To the medical team!"

……

The military region's medical team was located at the easternmost part of the compound, in a two-story white building.

At this moment, in the office on the second floor, Zhao Fang was touching up her makeup in front of the mirror.

She's twenty-eight this year and still unmarried. In this military compound, it's rare to see a spinster of that age. She has high standards; she doesn't look down on most platoon or company commanders, and most of the regimental-level officers she's interested in are already married.

They finally set their sights on Gu Changfeng, the youngest regimental commander in the entire military region, with a bright future and handsome looks. But what happened? A country girl suddenly appeared, with a child to support her.

Zhao Fang looked at her heavily powdered face in the mirror and gritted her teeth.

Why should a country bumpkin like her be allowed to live in Courtyard No. 6? And to have Commander Gu come home every day to cook for her?

"Thump!"

The office door was kicked open.

Zhao Fang's hand trembled, and the eyebrow pencil drew a long black line on her face, like a centipede.

She was about to get angry when she looked up and saw Gu Changfeng standing at the door. Her anger instantly vanished, and she put on a coquettish demeanor.

"Commander Gu?" Zhao Fang quickly stood up, frantically wiping the smudges off her face while trying to force what she thought was a charming smile. "Why are you here? You didn't even knock, you startled me."

Gu Changfeng ignored her and strode in carrying Meng Yaya, slamming the notice onto the table.

"What does this mean?"

Zhao Fang glanced at the papers on the table, her smile fading slightly. She straightened her military uniform, which had been altered to accentuate her waist, sat back down in her chair, and adopted her usual businesslike demeanor.

"Commander Gu, these are the regulations from above." Zhao Fang slowly picked up her teacup and blew on the tea leaves.

"Our military region is a key military area. Anyone from outside who wants to practice medicine in this area needs to be qualified. That old man Sun... oh no, Dr. Sun, I also checked his file."

Zhao Fang curled her lip, her eyes revealing a hint of disdain:

"His political background was bad, and he spent two years in reformatory work on a farm. People like him have problems with their ideology and awareness. Who would dare let him treat the soldiers? What if he poisoned the medicine? I'm doing this for the safety of the compound."

"You're spouting...nonsense!" Lin Wanrou trembled with anger as she stepped out from behind Gu Changfeng. "My master is a national-level martial arts expert! When he saved people, you were still wearing diapers!"

Zhao Fang rolled her eyes and looked Lin Wanrou up and down.

She has fair skin, but she has a petty and narrow-minded air about her.

"Oh, isn't this Sister-in-law Gu?" Zhao Fang chuckled sarcastically.

"Sister-in-law, I heard you used to be a farmer in the village? Now you're using a needle instead of a hoe? Aren't you afraid of pricking someone? This is a matter of life and death, not like sewing shoe soles in your rural village."

"You!" Lin Wanrou's face turned bright red, but she was too tongue-tied to utter any insults.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound.

Meng Yaya slammed the military water bottle in her hand onto Zhao Fang's desk, causing the water in her teacup to spill all over the table.

"Auntie, you have some chive leaves stuck in your teeth."

Meng Yaya looked at Zhao Fang with an innocent and naive expression on her face.

Zhao Fang instinctively covered her mouth, her face instantly turning a deep purplish-red.

"Who are you calling an auntie? Do I look that old?"

"Aren't you old?" Meng Yaya tilted her head and counted on her fingers, "Look at the wrinkles around your eyes, they could trap flies. And the powder on your face, it keeps crumbling when you talk, like a wall painted with whitewash."

"Pfft." The young soldier watching the commotion at the door couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Zhao Fang slammed her teacup on the table in anger: "Commander Gu! Is this how you raise a child? This child has absolutely no manners!"

Gu Changfeng, his face cold, patted his daughter's back with his large hand:

"I think my daughter is right. Also, don't give me that security nonsense. Commander Lei personally reviewed Elder Sun's file. If you think there's a problem, I'll call headquarters right now and have Commander Lei come and explain to you what 'class background' means."

Upon hearing the name Lei Siling, Zhao Fang's arrogance immediately diminished.

Although she was arrogant, she knew that Lei Zhentian was a very high-ranking official.

"That...that won't do either!" Zhao Fang's eyes darted around, but she stuck to the rules and wouldn't budge.

"Even if his background is fine, what about his medical license? The health team has regulations that all doctors must pass an exam. How can an old man who can't even produce a medical license practice on his own?"

"Let's have a test then!" Sun Shouzhen walked in with his hands behind his back, his spine ramrod straight, exuding the arrogance of a scholar. "I'd like to see what kind of questions your medical team can come up with!"

"Okay!" That was exactly what Zhao Fang had been waiting for.

She pulled a test paper from the drawer and threw it on the table:

"These are internal medicine exam questions that the medical team just released last month. They're all based on Western medicine theories. Don't you traditional Chinese medicine practitioners emphasize observation, auscultation, inquiry, and palpation?"

This is a new society, we believe in science. If Dr. Sun can complete this test and get an 80, I'll stamp your application!

Sun Shouzhen took the exam paper and frowned deeply.

The exam was filled with chemical formulas, anatomical diagrams, and a bunch of foreign words. He was a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, and although he knew a little about Western medicine, this kind of professional Western medicine exam was deliberately designed to be difficult.

"You're cheating!" Lin Wanrou exclaimed angrily. "My master is a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, and you're testing him with a Western medicine exam? Why don't you test a fortune teller with an English newspaper?"

"That's none of my business." Zhao Fang leaned back in her chair smugly, looking at Gu Changfeng with a defiant gaze.

"Commander Gu, it's not that I'm being disrespectful. It's that you're incompetent. Since you're incompetent, then stop making a fool of yourselves here, close down your businesses as soon as possible, and go back to the countryside to farm."

She wanted to give Lin Wanrou a good thrashing in front of Gu Changfeng, to show him that this country woman was good for nothing but causing him trouble.

Gu Changfeng's hand reached for the holster at his waist. He hated two kinds of people most in his life: spies and those who bullied his wife.

Just as tensions were rising, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly echoed down the corridor.

Immediately afterward, the young soldier who had been watching the commotion at the door rushed in, sweating profusely, without even knocking.

"Nurse Zhao! Something terrible has happened!"

Zhao Fang was feeling smug when she was interrupted, and she was very annoyed: "Are you trying to call back my soul? Has the sky fallen down?"

The young soldier, pale and breathless, exclaimed, "It's worse than the sky falling! Commander Lei... Commander Lei's old leg pain has flared up! He's writhing in pain in his office, his face is all purple! The guard said... said he's going to go into shock from the pain!"