After being separated from my family, I became a darling of the military region thanks to my medical

Inside the Qingyun County Hospital compound, the engine of the military off-road ambulance painted with a red cross roared, and a pungent black smoke billowed from its exhaust pipe.

The driver, Xiao Liu, opened the rear door of the vehicle, his face showing reluctance. In order to accommodate more stretchers, the rear compartment of this kind of field ambulance has extremely stiff shock absorption, and the seats are all bare metal benches, sitting on them is no different from being tortured.

Ye Zhen walked over carrying a canvas bag, without even lifting her eyelids, went straight around the back of the car, opened the passenger door, and sat down decisively.

Xiao Liu stood there, stunned. The passenger seat was reserved for leaders.

Lin Weiguo, following behind, had a livid face. He looked at the passenger seat occupied by Ye Zhen, his throat bobbed twice, but he swallowed his words. He needed Ye Zhen's help now and didn't dare to act like the vice dean.

"Vice President Lin, it's bumpy in the back," Xiao Liu whispered a reminder.

"Nonsense! Drive your car!" Lin Weiguo roughly pushed Xiao Liu aside, crawled into the back of the car on his hands and feet, and slammed his butt on the hard metal bench, making his tailbone go numb.

With a bang, Xiao Liu slammed the iron door of the rear compartment shut. Only a dim overhead light and the pungent smell of Lysol remained inside.

The jeep drove out of the county town and plunged back onto the bumpy provincial highway.

The journey back was even more arduous than the way there. As darkness fell and visibility worsened, Xiao Liu pressed the accelerator furiously to save time. The SUV bounced repeatedly in the ditch.

Lin Weiguo was sitting in the back cabin, without even a handhold. The vehicle made a sharp turn, and he was thrown out, his forehead slamming heavily against the metal wall of the vehicle with a dull thud.

"Ouch!" he cried out, clutching his forehead.

Nobody paid him any attention. The front driver's cab and the rear cabin were separated by an iron mesh.

Ye Zhen sat in the passenger seat, and the bumps in the car seemed to have no effect on her. Her composure, honed over years of working in high-pressure operating rooms, allowed her to overcome even the slightest tremor in her fingers.

More than an hour later, the wheels rolled over a huge mud pit. A loud "bang" came from the back cabin, followed by a series of agonizing retching sounds.

"Stop...stop the car!" Lin Weiguo pounded on the iron fence from behind, his voice filled with anguish.

Xiao Liu slammed on the brakes. Ye Zhen glanced slightly at the rearview mirror.

Lin Weiguo stumbled open the back door of the car, scrambled out, and collapsed onto a haystack by the roadside, vomiting violently. He threw up everything – the meat buns he'd eaten that morning and the cool breeze he'd caught at noon. His crisp military overcoat was now covered in mud and filth, making him look like a refugee fleeing famine.

Ye Zhen withdrew her gaze and gave the order in a cool voice: "There are still three hours to go. Rinse his mouth with saliva and keep driving."

Xiao Liu shuddered and readily agreed. He had heard many rumors about the real and fake heiresses in this compound, but today he finally understood that this Doctor Ye was a ruthless character.

At 9 p.m., the military ambulance finally stopped outside the gate of the Beicheng Military Region compound.

Ignoring Lin Weiguo, who was slumped in the back seat and barely alive, Ye Zhen picked up her canvas bag and strode into the family compound.

Use the key to open the door.

Gu Zheng and Lao Ma were chatting on the sofa. Gu Zheng was halfway through his sentence when he heard the door hinges rattle and suddenly looked up.

Seeing Ye Zhen standing at the door, he paused for a moment, then strode over and took the canvas bag from her hand. "Why are you back so late? Didn't you say you were going to stay in the county for a week?"

"Lin Weiguo personally went to pick her up in an ambulance." Ye Zhen greeted Lao Ma, took off her wool coat and hung it on the coat rack, her tone casual, "He set up the whole venue at the main hospital. If I hadn't come back to perform this show, the net wouldn't have been closed."

Gu Zheng raised an eyebrow, a glint of shrewdness in his eyes: "Wife, you're too soft-hearted."

"I've asked for autonomy over personnel at the new intervention center; I'll personally select the nurses and doctors. The department's budget will be independently accounted for, and I'll have the authority to allocate equipment." Ye Zhen walked to the stove and warmed her frozen hands. "He nodded. Tomorrow I'll go to the main hospital to get it stamped and finalized."

After hearing this, Gu Zheng let out a low laugh. His chest trembled, and his gaze towards his wife was burning hot.

What an appetite, what audacity! Without firing a single shot, they snatched absolute control of an entire building from the vice president.

"Well done." Gu Zheng rolled up his shirt sleeves, revealing his muscular forearms. "You haven't eaten since you've been traveling, have you? Sit by the fire, I'll make some noodles."

After he finished speaking, he turned and walked into the kitchen, deftly grabbed a handful of noodles from the cupboard, cracked two eggs into a bowl, and picked up a cleaver to start chopping scallions.

Old Ma on the sofa nearly popped his eyes out.

He pointed at the tall, imposing figure in the kitchen with his mouth agape, then turned to look at Ye Zhen as if he had seen a ghost.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law..." Old Ma stammered, "Was that really Gu Zheng? Back in the days on the front lines at Laoshan, when the company issued live chickens, he didn't even pluck the feathers, he just used his military knife to bleed them and roast them. He was a notorious 'living devil'! And he can actually chop scallions?"

The sound of a knife scraping against the cutting board came from the kitchen. Gu Zheng, without turning his head, cursed, "Shut your damn mouth. It's my duty to cook for my wife. If you're jealous, go back to the provincial capital and find a wife. Stop laughing at me here."

Old Ma rolled his eyes, speechless, and muttered under his breath, "A henpecked husband, definitely a henpecked husband."

Soon, a steaming bowl of egg noodles was served. A golden poached egg rested on top, drizzled with a few drops of fragrant sesame oil, and sprinkled with bright green scallions.

Ye Zhen was indeed hungry, and she picked up her chopsticks and ate everything clean. Gu Zheng sat beside her, just watching her eat, the sharpness in his eyes completely softening into tenderness.

After finishing our meal, the clock had already struck ten.

Gu Zheng arranged for Lao Ma to stay in a guest room on the west side.

In the master bedroom, Ye Zhen had just finished washing up. She was wearing a pure cotton white nightgown and sitting in front of the dressing table drying her hair.

Gu Zheng, like a lurking leopard, silently approached from behind. He pulled her into his arms, encircling her completely.

He had just taken a cold shower, and his body carried a pleasant scent of soap and a strong aroma of hormones. His chin rested on the crook of her neck, his stubble gently brushing against her delicate skin.

"You've done such a great job today, completely controlling Lin Weiguo." Gu Zheng's voice was low and slightly husky, with a seductive quality, his warm breath brushing against her ear. "As a family member, I'm extremely proud. Aren't you going to give me a reward?"

His hand wandered up the hem of his pajamas, his palm, calloused from years of holding a gun, burning hot.

Ye Zhen stiffened and grabbed his mischievous hand. A faint blush flashed in her cool eyes.

"Stop fooling around." She lowered her voice, glancing westward. "Old Ma's here too."

Gu Zheng lightly bit her earlobe, his hands not only not stopping, but becoming even more unrestrained. "His snoring could lift the roof off, you can't hear it."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a deafening snoring sound came from the other side, as if to confirm his words.

Ye Zhen's breathing became slightly erratic from his teasing, but her rationality hadn't completely wavered. She grabbed Gu Zheng's collar and pulled him down, staring intently into his eyes.

"We have a tough battle to fight at the main hospital tomorrow morning. Do you want me to be unable to get up?" Ye Zhen calmly announced. "A truce tonight. If you dare to move again, you'll be moving to share a bed with Old Ma tomorrow."

This deterrent effect is more than sufficient.

Gu Zheng paused, grinding his back teeth. He looked at his stunningly beautiful wife in his arms, took a deep breath, and finally, in frustration, slammed his chin on her shoulder.

"You win." He resignedly withdrew his hand, picked the person up horizontally, and tucked them into the warm quilt, holding them tightly in his arms. "Sleep! I'll settle this score with interest when Old Ma gets back to the provincial capital!"