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

The roar of the helicopter rotors tore through the clouds above the North City Military Region General Hospital.

A fierce wind whipped up sand and dust that raged across the tarmac.

Zhou Hai, along with seven or eight department heads, stood on tiptoe outside the cordon, craning their necks and looking like statues waiting for their husbands.

"We've finally got this ancestor back!" Dr. Wang, the head of the cardiac surgery department, was so anxious that he kept rubbing his hands. "There are three critically ill patients in the ward. If he hadn't come back, I would have jumped off the building."

The cabin door opened.

Gu Zheng was the first to jump off the plane. His tall frame, standing at 1.9 meters, blocked the cabin door, shielding most of the gusts of wind generated by the rotor blades from his broad back.

He turned around and stretched out his uninjured hand into the cabin.

Wearing a white lab coat and military-style soft-soled shoes, Ye Zhen nimbly jumped down.

Behind them, Lin Yi and Li Hong followed closely, carrying heavy equipment cases on their backs.

Zhou Hai strode forward to meet him.

"Xiao Ye, Xiao Gu, over in the Northwest..."

"The person has been saved." Ye Zhen didn't wait for him to finish his pleasantries, tucking her wind-blown hair behind her ear as she walked away. "What's the situation at the hospital?"

Zhou Hai's chubby face instantly turned bitter.

"Fully booked! Completely full!"

Zhou Hai followed Ye Zhen, his steps light as a feather. "The international ward has been expanded with extra beds, and the regular wards and even the corridors are filled with makeshift beds. In the few days you were gone, all the domestic and international patients have been piling up here."

The group quickly crossed the lawn and entered the outpatient building.

Just past the corner of the lobby on the first floor, a strong smell of disinfectant mixed with the acidic smell of sweat hit me.

The long, narrow corridor was packed with people.

Torn straw mats, snakeskin bags, and military overcoats were spread all over the ground. Relatives, speaking with accents from various regions, squatted or sat, holding their pale-faced children in their arms.

Someone with sharp eyes noticed that Zhou Hai was walking over with an extremely young and beautiful female doctor.

"It's Dr. Ye! The miracle doctor on TV!"

Someone shouted something, and the corridor instantly erupted in chaos.

The family members who were squatting on the ground all stood up at once and swarmed around.

"Dr. Ye! Please save my son!"

"We came all the way from Northeast China and have been waiting for two days!"

The cacophony of pleas nearly blew the roof off.

There were so many people that the road was completely blocked.

Suddenly, a violent shoving erupted at the front of the crowd.

A burly man in a black cotton-padded jacket grabbed the collar of the skinny man next to him and roared gruffly.

"My son got his number first! We've been waiting outside the registration room for three long nights, wrapped in coats, why should those of you who came later get to have your surgery first!"

The gaunt man held a five- or six-year-old girl tightly in his arms, tears streaming down his face, but he refused to let go.

"Brother, please have mercy! My daughter can't breathe, she's suffocating!"

"Bullshit! Whose child isn't here to save their life!" The burly man raised his fist to smash it.

The surrounding family members were so frightened that they kept hiding.

Ye Zhen paused in her tracks.

"stop."

These two words, though spoken softly, carried an overwhelming chill.

The burly man froze for a moment, his fist hanging in mid-air. He turned to face Ye Zhen's cold and stern face, and felt inexplicably intimidated, his fingers loosening their grip.

"At Huaxia Heart Hospital, there's only one rule." Ye Zhen glanced around at the noisy family members. "Whoever's condition is critical goes into the operating room first. Anyone who disagrees with this order can go and process their discharge now."

The corridor was completely silent.

The family members who were just desperately pushing forward all fell silent.

Gu Zheng stood beside Ye Zhen, his eyelids fluttering slightly.

He raised his right hand, which was wrapped in gauze, and casually made a gesture behind him.

Xiao Wang understood immediately.

Less than half a minute later, the sound of uniform military boots pounding the ground came from outside the corridor.

A whole row of heavily armed guards from the special operations regiment rushed in.

"Whoosh—"

The soldiers lined up in two rows and used their bodies to carve out a half-meter-wide passage in the middle of the crowded corridor.

Gu Zheng had one hand in his pocket and his chin slightly raised.

"You have to queue to see a doctor, and there's a proper order to things." Commander Gu raised his voice, his tone deep and resonant. "From now on, anyone who dares to barge in front of Dr. Ye and obstruct normal emergency treatment will be invited to a two-day tea session in solitary confinement by my brothers."

As soon as the aura of the living Yama was displayed, the family members all stepped back.

Zhou Hai wiped his sweat from his brow; the villain still had to be played by Commander Gu.

Ye Zhen walked briskly into her office through the smooth passageway.

On the desk, dozens of medical records were piled up like a small mountain, with several small notes clipped to the side with paperclips.

Zhou Hai rubbed his hands together and followed in.

"Fifty-six copies, all of which were sifted through by Lao Wang and his team, and were the ones they couldn't process."

Zhou Hai pointed to the medical records with small notes attached, "These few were arranged by the Health Bureau and a few senior leaders. You see..."

Ye Zhen picked up the medical record with the slip of paper on top.

I scanned two lines of data.

With a flick of his wrist, a "smack" was heard.

She accurately tossed the medical record directly into the ordinary standby basket next to her, and tore off the note and threw it into the wastepaper basket.

"The indicators are stable. The schedule will be moved to next week."

Zhou Hai's lips twitched, but he didn't dare to offer any advice.

Ye Zhen leaned back in her chair, looking at the thick stack of critical illness medical records.

At her usual surgical pace, she can only perform a maximum of eight interventional closure procedures a day. Fifty-six critical cases, even if she didn't eat or sleep, would take at least a week.

She tapped the table twice with her knuckles, signaling Lin Yi to call Liu Xiaohe and Gao Yuan over.

Once everyone had arrived, she said, "There are too many patients and not enough time. Starting this afternoon, we will open two catheterization labs and perform two procedures simultaneously."

Zhou Hai stood there, stunned, his eyes wide open like saucers.

"Two blades at once? Doctor Ye, how... how can you cut it in half by yourself?"

Ye Zhen put down her teacup.

"I don't cut corners, I only focus on the core."

"Liu Xiaohe will take Li Hong to manage station number one, and Gao Yuan will take Lin Yi and another person to station number two."

"You guys are in charge of disinfection, draping, and the most crucial femoral artery puncture."

"Once the puncture is successful, the sheath is inserted and venous or arterial access is established, call me to the operating table immediately."

"My job is only to use the radiofrequency guidewire to find the gap and release the occluder and stent. Once the core steps are completed, I'll leave and go to the next station to take over. You guys are responsible for the subsequent removal of the sheath, suturing, applying pressure to stop the bleeding, and postoperative observation."

This plan was put forward.

Zhou Hai gasped.

It's important to know that if the puncture is performed at the wrong location, or if the back wall of a blood vessel is punctured, it can cause massive bleeding instantly and be fatal.

"Xiao Ye! This is too risky!" Zhou Hai was jumping up and down anxiously. "What if their hands tremble and they hurt them? Our main hospital can't afford that kind of medical malpractice!"

Ye Zhen didn't look at Zhou Hai.

She stared at the few soldiers she had brought out.

Ye Zhen tapped the table. "I'll just ask you one question: can you do it?"

Lin Yi's breathing became heavy. He straightened his chest and shouted out three words.

"capable!"

Li Hong's right leg was still slightly lame, but her voice was louder than Lin Yi's.

"Mission accomplished!"

Liu Xiaohe held the medical record in her arms.

"I'll take over station number one."

Gao Yuan was a man of few words; he simply folded up the notes and stuffed them into his pocket.

"Channel number two won't hold us back."

Ye Zhen nodded, grabbed the white coat from the table, and put it on.

"In the afternoon, patients will be moved to stations one and two at the same time."

Zhou Hai was about to say something when Gu Zheng reached out and stopped him.

"Old Zhou, go to the logistics department and get some meat buns and brown sugar water for the duty room." Gu Zheng stared at Ye Zhen's departing figure. "My wife is going to work herself to the bone, so the nutrition from your main hospital needs to be provided."