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He straightened up and replied, "Xin Xin has an important class at the military medical department this morning; Minister Lin is going to talk about a new prescription. She wanted to ask for leave, but I didn't allow it. I told her that you could come pick me up. She can come over after her class at noon."

Mr. Lu listened but didn't ask any further questions. He nodded slightly, but his mind was already racing with plans.

He took the canvas bag from his son and weighed it in his hand. The father and son walked out of the hospital gate one after the other, got into the jeep waiting outside, and drove back to their spacious house in the family compound.

After settling Lu Baizhou in, Lu's father didn't let him do anything and went to the army canteen to get two hot meals.

The father and son sat facing each other at the dining table and quietly finished their lunch.

Mr. Lu put down his chopsticks, picked up a towel, and wiped his mouth. He took a sip of water, cleared his throat, and his expression turned serious. Finally, he spoke: "Bai Zhou, tell me the truth. How long have you two been dating, Comrade Qiao?"

Lu Baizhou put down the bowl in his hand and sat up slightly. He knew that his father was about to begin "interrogating" him.

"We've actually been officially dating for less than half a month," Lu Baizhou answered truthfully, "but we've known each other for quite a while."

"Less than half a month?" Mr. Lu raised an eyebrow slightly. "That's not a long time. What does her family do? What do her parents do for a living?"

Lu Baizhou thought for a moment and replied, "Her current parents run a small business, a small restaurant. However, they are her adoptive parents. As for her biological parents... the situation is more complicated. She doesn't have a good relationship with them and has cut off all contact."

"Oh? Is that so?" Mr. Lu was somewhat surprised, but he didn't delve into the family matters. Instead, he shifted the topic to what he was most concerned about, "Then how did she end up in the military medical department, learning from Minister Lin Zhengping? I know Old Man Lin's temper; he's arrogant and doesn't respect ordinary people, let alone take on apprentices. Also, I heard them say that the hemostatic powder that saved your life was made by her. Where did a young girl in her early twenties learn this medicine-making skill?"

Lu Baizhou knew that his father was trying to find out about Qiao Xinxin's background. He didn't hide anything and briefly explained Qiao Xinxin's situation to his father, highlighting the key points.

Of course, he completely omitted the utterly absurd incident that happened at the guesthouse. If the old man found out about it, he'd definitely whip him with a belt.

He began by recounting how Qiao Xinxin, having suffered injustice at the Qiao family's hands, ran away to the capital alone to seek refuge with her non-blood-related elder brother, Bai Zhengyuan.

"After she arrived, she didn't rely on anyone. She rented a shop and opened a small restaurant with her adoptive parents, and the business was quite successful. She's quick-witted and has a lot of ideas."

Lu Baizhou paused for a moment, then continued, "Later, Zheng Yuan was seriously injured on a mission, suffering massive bleeding. The doctors at the military hospital were at a loss. It was she who stepped forward and used a powder she had developed herself in the operating room, pulling Zheng Yuan back from the brink of death. This matter alarmed Minister Lin of the military medical department. Minister Lin felt that she was a rare medical genius, so he made an exception and took her under his wing, personally teaching her medicine making and traditional Chinese medicine theory."

Mr. Lu sat in his chair and listened to his son's story, then fell into a long silence.

He rubbed the teacup in his hand, as if slowly digesting this shocking information.

Opening a restaurant, saving her seriously injured brother, developing her own miraculous medicine, being accepted as a disciple by Lin Zhengping despite his unusual circumstances... all these achievements, when combined with the life of a young woman in her early twenties, are truly remarkable.

Mr. Lu looked up at his son sitting opposite him. He noticed that when his son mentioned the girl named Qiao Xinxin, the lines on his usually cold and hard face softened considerably, and his eyes revealed an undisguised tenderness and pride.

With these words, the last bit of doubt in Mr. Lu's heart vanished completely.

"This girl is extraordinary," Mr. Lu exclaimed. "The medicine she developed saved your life, so she's practically your savior. And during the time you were injured and hospitalized, she still came to the hospital every day to take care of you, despite the pressure of her studies. Most importantly, she's an excellent pharmacist; she's truly talented. A girl like that is hard to find even with a lantern. You'd better treat her well, son, and absolutely not bully her, understand?"

Lu Baizhou looked at his father with unwavering determination: "I know, Dad. Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Mr. Lu nodded and didn't ask any further questions. He trusted his son's judgment.

That evening, night had fallen.

With a "bang," the door to the family compound was hurriedly pushed open from the outside.

Mrs. Lu rushed back, travel-worn. She had been negotiating a very important business deal out of town when she suddenly received news from the military that her son had been seriously injured during a mission and was hospitalized. This greatly worried her. She hastily finished up her work that very night, hired a car at a high price, and rushed back to the capital without stopping.

By the time I got home, it was completely dark.

When Lu's mother pushed open the door, she was still catching her breath when she saw her son, Lu Baizhou, sitting comfortably on the sofa in the living room watching TV.

Although he was wearing loose clothes and his right shoulder was clearly wrapped in thick gauze, his complexion was still rosy and his spirits had obviously recovered most of their strength. He was not as frightening as he had been described on the phone.

The anxiety that had been hanging over Lu's mother all the way finally subsided a little.

"Oh my goodness! You've really scared your mother to death!"

Lu's mother tossed her expensive handbag onto the sofa, strode over to her son, grabbed his uninjured left arm, and examined it carefully from head to toe. Her eyes reddened. "Let Mom see! Where are you hurt? How serious is it? What did the doctor say?"

Seeing his mother's anxious expression, Lu Baizhou felt a little helpless but also warm. He smiled and reassured her, "Mom, I'm really fine. Don't listen to their rumors. I didn't break any bones, the stitches have been removed, and the doctor said I'll be fully recovered after a few more days at home."

"You said you were fine! I heard you bled a lot!" Lu's mother looked at his bandaged shoulder with heartache. "By the way, you told me on the phone that the situation was critical, and that some kind of magical powder stopped the bleeding? What was that medicine? How could it be so effective?"