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"This isn't just good luck; it's clearly because you have incredible talent!"

With a wave of his hand, Officer Wang paced back and forth excitedly in the cramped office, clicking his tongue in amazement:

"I've worked in this logistics department for over ten years, and I've seen countless family members and staff. But someone like you, who went from a ticket collector at the bathhouse to the head of the medical department's office in one fell swoop, is truly a first for me! But then again, that 'Qiao's Hemostatic Powder' you prescribed, I've heard people in the family compound talking about it several times these past few days. Old Li's son from the front street, who's in the guard company, pulled a muscle during training the other day and bled. He used your medicine, and supposedly the bleeding stopped and the scab scabbed over in the blink of an eye—it's miraculous! Everyone's praising it!"

Qiao Xinxin smiled sweetly, not elaborating on the medicine's effects, but instead steer the conversation back on track:

"Officer Wang, although Teacher Lin is urging me to hurry, I know that every position in our logistics department is filled, and I can't just leave and cause you trouble. So I was thinking that until you find a suitable replacement, I can continue to come and work the night shifts. Once the new colleague arrives, I'll hand over the accounts and keys properly before I officially leave. Is that alright with you?"

Upon hearing this, Officer Wang was so moved that he patted his chest repeatedly.

"Sure! Of course! Xinxin, you're such a thoughtful girl, thinking of our logistics department even at a time like this. Don't worry, I'll take care of this! I'll go to the bulletin board and post notices as soon as I get to work today, looking for a reliable candidate. Your studies are the priority right now; following Minister Lin is a great honor for your family, so don't let being on duty interfere with your work. If we really can't find anyone in the next couple of days, I'll have my husband, Lao Zhang, fill in for you at the bathhouse for a couple of days, so it won't interfere with your classes!"

"That would be too much trouble for you and Brother Zhang," Qiao Xinxin said gratefully.

"No trouble at all! If you become a renowned doctor or scientist in the future, our logistics department will have a lot of face to show for it, won't it?"

Officer Wang beamed from ear to ear, stood up, and warmly took Qiao Xinxin's hand, escorting her all the way to the entrance of the Logistics Management Department.

"Go quickly, don't keep Minister Lin waiting. If you encounter any difficulties in the future, feel free to come to me!"

"Okay, thank you, Sister Wang!"

Qiao Xinxin smiled and said goodbye to her, then turned and walked down the steps.

By now, the winter sun had fully risen, its golden rays shining on the snow and reflecting a dazzling light. A gentle breeze blew by, still carrying a chill, but Qiao Xinxin felt warm all over, and even her steps became lighter.

She followed the main road of the family compound, turned a corner, and walked straight towards the General Hospital of the Military Region.

The military medical department's independent three-story red brick building was nestled in a pine and cypress grove behind the general hospital. Qiao Xinxin had passed by here many times before, only finding it serious and mysterious, but she never imagined that one day she would walk inside as a student.

"Squeak—"

She pushed open the heavy wooden door, and a scent mixed with soda water, Lysol, and a faint aroma of Chinese herbs wafted out.

The corridor on the first floor was quiet. Several young doctors wearing white coats and military caps were gathered together, holding several medical records and discussing something in hushed tones.

Hearing the noise at the door, everyone turned around at the same time.

One of the young male doctors, in his twenties and wearing black-rimmed glasses, suddenly brightened up when he saw Qiao Xinxin's face. He quickly nudged his colleague next to him with his elbow and muttered something under his breath.

Immediately, the doctors' eyes all fell on Qiao Xinxin, their eyes full of curiosity and inquiry.

The bespectacled doctor closed the patient's medical record, approached us, and politely asked:

"Comrade, you must be Comrade Qiao Xinxin? Minister Lin told us this morning that you would be reporting for duty today. We were just talking about it, we didn't expect you to arrive so early."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but look Qiao Xinxin up and down, his surprise impossible to hide.

He turned his head and exclaimed in a low voice to his female colleague beside him:

"My God, she's so much younger than I imagined! Yesterday, Minister Lin said at the meeting that the successor of 'Qiao's Hemostatic Powder' is a twenty-year-old girl. I didn't believe it at the time. I thought she must be an old pharmacist with calloused hands who had been dealing with medicinal herbs for most of her life. I never expected her to be such a beautiful young lady."

The female doctor next to her, with two braids, also laughed, her tone filled with kindness and admiration:

"That's right! We were guessing for a long time yesterday. Some guessed it was the last disciple of some reclusive old Chinese medicine doctor, and some guessed it was a technician transferred from some secret research institute in another place. Who would have thought it was right under our noses! Comrade Qiao, you are really amazing. When Director Chen brought the medicine powder back to the department yesterday, he was so excited that he wanted to treat it like a treasure."

Surrounded and praised by so many people, Qiao Xinxin's fair face flushed slightly. She smiled shyly, but her demeanor remained poised and confident.

"You flatter me, teachers. I was just lucky. My elders left me a good recipe, and I happened to get the proportions of the herbs right. It's really not as miraculous as everyone says."

"Luck is also a part of strength, and besides, the efficacy of medicine cannot be faked."

The bespectacled doctor smiled kindly, turned to the side, and pointed to the stairs next to him:

"Minister Lin's office is on the second floor, the one at the very back. He came over early this morning and is probably waiting for you right now. Just go up and find him."

"Okay, thank you everyone, I'll go up now."

Qiao Xinxin politely thanked the group, then, carrying her small cloth bag, went up the wooden stairs to the second floor.

The second-floor corridor was even quieter than the first floor. The snow-white walls were adorned with detailed anatomical diagrams of the human body's meridians and complex schematic diagrams of modern chemical pharmacology. The mixed scent of traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine in the air was even stronger, which made Qiao Xinxin feel particularly at ease.

She walked to the end of the corridor, looked at the brown door with the wooden sign that read "Minister's Office," took a deep breath, and gently knocked on it.

"Thump, thump, thump."

"Come in." Lin Zhengping's steady and powerful voice came from inside very quickly.

Qiao Xinxin pushed open the door and went in. She saw Lin Zhengping sitting behind a large desk, wearing reading glasses on his nose, holding a red and blue pencil, writing and drawing on a thick medical book.

Upon seeing that it was Qiao Xinxin, the old man's stern face immediately broke into a kind smile. He put down his pencil, took off his glasses, and greeted her:

"Xin Xin is here! Come on, sit here."