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

Lin Wan never imagined that the first time she would ride in a police station's "sidecar" would be as a suspected human trafficker.

The two policemen didn't waste any words with her; one on each side, they forced her into the sidecar of the motorcycle. Lin Wan's meticulously ironed, lake-blue wool coat, which she had been so proud of before leaving home, was now covered in mud and water, piled up in the narrow compartment like a tattered rag. Her makeup was ruined from crying, and her black eyeliner ran down her cheeks, making her look like a painted-face character from a theatrical performance.

"Officer, I have identification! I have my work ID from the General Hospital of the Military Region in my pocket!" Lin Wan twisted her body and struggled desperately, but her arms were held tightly and she couldn't reach her pocket at all.

"We'll talk about it back at the station! These days, the kidnappers are incredibly cunning. They can even forge a work ID and a letter of introduction with a radish stamp!" The police officer driving the lorry kicked the start lever hard, the engine sputtering loudly, and a plume of choking black smoke shot out from the exhaust pipe, covering Lin Wan's head and face.

The crowd of onlookers didn't disperse; instead, their numbers grew even larger. Grandma Wang, with a bamboo basket of fried dough sticks slung over her arm, pointed at the motorcycle belching black smoke and, with spittle flying, recounted the terrifying scene to several neighbors carrying vegetable baskets.

"Did you guys see that? My eyes don't tolerate any nonsense! The moment that woman showed her face, I knew something was off. These days, bad guys don't have labels on their faces, but you have to look at her behavior! Is that how you treat people with such disdain? Those shifty eyes, she looks at outsiders like they're enemies—she's definitely up to no good!"

Another young policeman asked Ma Shuanzhu, "Comrade, where are you from? Do you know that woman in the village?"

Ma Shuanzhu was so anxious that he kept stamping his feet. He spoke with heavy Shaanxi accent, using gestures and words, and it took a long time for the police to understand: they were from the countryside in northern Shaanxi, and the woman had come to the train station to pick them up to take their child to the "Northern Military Region General Hospital" for medical treatment.

The young police officer peeked at the child and saw that the baby was breathing rapidly and his face was turning blue; he was indeed quite ill. His expression softened, and he decisively pulled out his notebook: "Alright, this is a matter of life and death, getting him medical attention is the priority. I'll register your names first. What are your names? You're going to the main hospital, right? Go register the child first, and the station will contact you later to verify the situation."

After noting down the name, the young policeman climbed onto the back seat, accelerated, and sped off towards the police station.

Ma Shuanzhu stopped and stood there, stunned, by the roadside. The sand and dust of early spring in the northern city blew into his mouth, making him feel so bitter he wanted to cry.

"Don't be afraid, young man. The police have taken the bad guys away, so you're safe now," Aunt Wang kindly came over to comfort you.

Ma Shuanzhu waved his hands repeatedly, sweating profusely, but couldn't utter a single clear word. His guide had been taken away; in this vast northern city, where should he go?

Just then, Xiao Wang, who had been hiding behind the shadows of the trees, finally revealed himself.

He took off his unfashionable military overcoat, revealing a clean and neat military uniform underneath, and his military boots clattered on the cement floor.

"Uncle, Auntie." Xiao Wang walked quickly to Ma Shuanzhu, a simple and honest smile on his face, but his tone was unusually steady. "Don't worry, I was sent by Commander Gu to pick you up. It was just a misunderstanding, it's alright."

Ma Shuanzhu looked at the spirited young man before him, a hint of confusion in his eyes: "Commander Gu...?"

Xiao Wang pulled a neatly folded official letter from his pocket, stamped with the bright red seal of the Military Region General Hospital, and waved it in front of Ma Shuanzhu. Although Ma Shuanzhu couldn't read many words, he recognized the red stamp.

"This is the certificate from the main hospital. Our Commander Gu is Dr. Ye Zhen's wife. He was worried that the comrade from earlier might be too busy, so he asked me to lend a hand." Xiao Wang said without batting an eye, and casually took the huge woven bag from Ma Shuanzhu's back.

The bag, which was originally so heavy that it bent over, felt as light as a cotton ball in Xiao Wang's hands.

Grandma Wang, standing nearby, was dumbfounded: "Hey, young man, do you recognize them? Was that woman really not a human trafficker?"

Xiao Wang grinned at the older woman: "Auntie, you mean well. That's my colleague; she's a bit spoiled at home and has a bad temper. I'll report this to my workplace. Thank you all for keeping an eye on things."

After saying that, Xiao Wang pulled a shiny ID card out of his pocket and flashed it in front of the elderly women. The red star and seal on it instantly silenced the previously noisy crowd.

"Oh, it's a People's Liberation Army comrade. There's no mistake." Aunt Wang smiled awkwardly and shrank her neck guiltily.

Xiao Wang ignored them and led Ma Shuanzhu and his wife to a parking lot not far away. A shiny black military jeep was parked there.

Xiao Wang opened the car door, first stuffed the heavy luggage into the trunk, and then helped Cuihua into the back seat.

"Auntie, slow down. The car heater is on, warm the child up." Xiao Wang's voice was particularly gentle, completely different from the cold-eyed guard just now.

The woman, holding her child, sat in the warm car. Her fingertips, which had turned blue from the cold, gradually regained feeling. Ma Shuanzhu cautiously climbed into the passenger seat, only daring to touch one side of the seat with his buttocks. His rough, mud-covered hands didn't know where to go, so he could only rub his knees vigorously, his eyes staring blankly at the windshield.

"Thank you... thank you, People's Liberation Army."

The jeep started smoothly, sped through the streets of the northern city in the early morning, and headed towards the main hospital.

Meanwhile, at the Beicheng Railway Station Police Station.

Lin Wan was sitting on a long wooden bench, facing a bright table lamp that made it hard for her to open her eyes.

"Name."

"Lin Wan," she replied, her voice trembling with tears.

"Who else is in the family?"

"My dad is Lin Weiguo, the vice president of the main hospital! I beg you, please make a call to verify this!" Lin Wan was on the verge of collapse.

The police officer on duty looked up at her, a meaningful smile playing on his lips: "Vice president? Not bad, the one before me even claimed to be the mayor's niece."

"I really am..." Lin Wan wanted to slam her hand on the table, but after glancing at the weapon hanging from the policeman's waist, she shrank back.

"We'll contact the family members you mentioned in a bit." The police officer slowly wrote down the statement.

"But before that, you need to give me a proper explanation. If you said you were picking up a patient's family, why did that couple from northern Shaanxi act so terrified after encountering you? Locals reported that you looked down on them and even verbally abused them. What kind of public official behaves like that?"

Lin Wan was speechless. She couldn't very well say that she just disliked the rural couple for being dirty, or that the tattered woven bag had stained her wool coat.

Lin Wan felt like she was a scholar encountering a soldier—she couldn't reason with him.

When Lin Weiguo received the call from the police station to verify her identity, he rushed to the location with a grim face to bring her out. Lin Wan had already been frozen in the interrogation room for two whole hours. Anger, fear, and the chilly early spring wind of Beicheng made her shiver as she walked out of the police station, and she caught a severe cold on the spot.

The jeep carrying Ma Shuanzhu's family had already come to a steady stop in front of the main hospital's outpatient building.

Xiao Wang nimbly jumped out of the car, opened the back door, and helped Ma Shuanzhu carry the luggage down. Just as he looked up, he saw Ye Zhen, wearing a clean and tidy white coat, walking out of the lobby on the first floor.

"Sister-in-law, the task assigned by the regimental commander has been completed. The patient and her family from northern Shaanxi have been brought in; there are three people in total, and both mother and child are safe."

Ye Zhen stopped, her gaze calmly passing over Xiao Wang's shoulder to look at the uneasy Ma Shuanzhu and his wife, finally settling on the blushing child in Cuihua's arms.

A faint smile spread across her face, softening her usual coldness.

"Thank you for your hard work. Take them to the clinic to fill out the forms."