The aloof military doctor arrives at the unit, and the tough guy can't sit still.

Factory Director Yan was a distant relative of hers. There was a sick person in the family who needed an injection, but they didn't trust the nurses to do it and had to ask a doctor. Zhong Wenmei was known for her excellent medical skills at the hospital, so they asked her for help. However, Zhong Wenmei was not interested in doing this job, so she introduced another doctor with good medical skills to the Yan family.

Now that everything is going on, what should we do? If we can't find someone to go, this distant relative will probably no longer be able to trust her to do things, and she will have a hard time protecting this important person in the future.

Chung Man-mei shrugged, indicating that she had no other choice.

Xia Qiuran overheard their conversation from her seat. Doctors taking shifts and being paid on a daily basis—weren't those conditions perfect for her? Lü Sao's plaster sales had been so-so these past few days, and the military's payments wouldn't be available until next month. Eager to make money, Xia Qiuran interrupted them and asked a question.

"Sister Wenmei, are you doctors who need to make house calls?"

"Yes, yes, Dr. Xia, do you have time? It'll only take an hour. The consultation fee is usually one yuan, but I'll give you one yuan and fifty cents," Head Nurse Li quickly answered as if she had grasped at a straw.

She knew very well that although Xia Qiuran was an intern, her lack of skill in saving lives in the hospital was obvious to everyone, and her reputation had even spread outside, with people starting to come to her by name.

If Xia Qiuran could go, this distant relative would definitely not have any objections.

"Nurse Li, I only need one yuan," Xia Qiuran said after thinking for a moment.

Asking for 1.5 yuan this time would be too much, but it would inevitably make others uncomfortable. Once they are uncomfortable, they won't recommend work to you again. Besides, charging more money would inevitably seem like taking advantage of someone's vulnerability. Therefore, Xia Qiuran decided to only ask for 1 yuan.

"Okay, you're such a kind person, Dr. Xia. I'll come find you after get off work."

After thanking her, Head Nurse Li quickly left, as if afraid that Xia Qiuran might change her mind.

Seeing that no one was in the office, Zhong Wenmei put down the documents in her hand and walked over to Xia Qiuran. It wasn't that she hadn't thought of Xia Qiuran, but her one-month internship was about to end and she was about to face the exam. Logically speaking, there wasn't enough time to review now, so how could she spend her precious time on these part-time jobs?

"Qiuran, what happened?" Zhong Wenmei asked with concern.

"It's alright, Sister Wenmei. We're just sitting here anyway, might as well go out and earn some money," Xia Qiuran replied with a smile. She knew that Zhong Wenmei was concerned about her, but she didn't want to bring those troublesome things at home to work. After all, everyone's time is precious, and who wants to listen to these trivial matters?

But Zhong Wenmei didn't stop asking. She knew that Xia Qiuran had a side business selling plasters, and with her salary, she couldn't possibly be short of money. She didn't need to go to such lengths to earn this one yuan. There must be something she didn't know about that she was doing this now.

Finally, after Zhong Wenmei's repeated attempts to persuade her, Xia Qiuran finally gave in and spoke up.

"My dad fell off the roof and needs surgery to set his bones and put metal plates in his body. My older brother has a bad leg and also needs to save money for surgery."

"What? Is it serious? Oh, I see. No wonder you've looked so worried and preoccupied these past few days. Does Commander Lu know about this? Hasn't he helped you?"

Unexpectedly, such a big thing happened in Xia Qiuran's family, and Zhong Wenmei quickly asked again.

"I've already made things clear with Commander Lu. We're not a good match. It's better for us to go back to being revolutionary comrades."

Xia Qiuran kept her eyelashes lowered, and when she said this, she even felt a sense of relief. Finally, she no longer had to deliberately hide it, nor did she have to carefully consider whether she could say something before speaking.

I used to think the "pretending to be lovers" trope in novels was sweet and relaxing, but I never imagined it would be so torturous to actually experience it.

She no longer wanted to pretend to be a lover.

Zhong Wenmei paused after hearing this, and was shocked again. How could so many things she didn't know have happened in just a few days? The hero and beauty duo had fallen apart just like that.

Zhong Wenmei, who rarely gossips, couldn't help but ask a few more questions.

Outside.

Bai Xia, who was on her way to work, overheard their conversation. Her hands trembled with excitement. Xia Qiuran and Lu Zhenghan had finally separated, and Yuan Qiaoling had gone to prison. Now, Lu Zhenghan could only belong to her niece, Bai Yunyun.

That's wonderful! She must tell her niece the good news now and let everyone know that they've separated.

Xia Qiuran, without Lu Zhenghan, let's see how arrogant you can be.

About half an hour later, Bai Xia returned to her office, head held high, looking as radiant as if she had been promoted.

When Wu Xue saw someone come in, she quickly went over to pour Bai Xia a cup of tea. After the last incident, Bai Xia treated Wu Xue like a disobedient dog. If she did anything wrong, she would either be verbally abused or punished with demerits and salary deductions.

Wu Xue couldn't stand it, but she had no power to resist, so she could only go back to her original state and become Bai Xia's follower.

After Bai Xia took the tea, she gave it to Wu Xue with a glance, and Wu Xue immediately understood and went to Xia Qiuran.

"Dr. Xia, have you informed the patient in bed seventeen, who was hospitalized for appendicitis, about the postoperative precautions?" Wu Xuexian asked seriously.

Xia Qiuran immediately replied, "I've notified them all. I just went to see her, and all her indicators are normal. I estimate she can be discharged in three more days."

As an intern, she was mostly responsible for these trivial post-rehabilitation issues, so she didn't question Wu Xue's words and answered them very seriously.

Wu Xue nodded, and then continued.

"Okay, by the way, I heard your older brother is lame and needs crutches to walk. Why didn't you bring him to our hospital for a checkup? Maybe he'll be cured with a miracle."

Her tone was as calm as when she was talking about work. The dozen or so people in the office paused for a moment, but quickly returned to normal. However, their eyes were full of curiosity, sympathy, and inquiry about Xia Qiuran's family.

That pitying gaze wasn't warm; it was more like someone scrutinizing your disheveled state through a veil.

Xia Qiuran put down her work and looked at Wu Xue with the same seriousness.

"My brother's injury is an old one, so there's no rush to treat it. But you, Dr. Wu, has your husband hit you again recently? You said you were craving creamy ice cream, did your husband buy it for you? You'd better be careful, don't end up like Ma Daguang's wife, who either ran away or was buried under the kang (heated brick bed) in the end."

Her tone was as calm as Wu Xue's, as if she were talking about something trivial.

The people in the office immediately turned their gazes to Wu Xue, their eyes even more meaningful than before.

Wu Xue's face flushed red and then turned pale. Although many of her colleagues knew that her husband treated her badly, no one had ever said it openly. This way, she could at least maintain a basic level of dignity in public. But now, Xia Qiuran had openly exposed her, which was no different from stripping her naked in public.

She couldn't stand it when people looked at her with pity.

"You." Wu Xue pointed at Xia Qiuran, about to explode in anger.

Xia Qiuran then pretended to be somewhat surprised and spoke again.

"What's wrong? Just kidding, Dr. Wu, are you angry?"