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

"Okay, what is the first priority for a soldier?" Lu Zhenghan then asked.

"It's about protecting our country, sir."

"That's a good answer. You're still young. Remember that the most important thing is to develop real skills."

After Lu Zhenghan finished speaking, he patted Zhang Xiaoliang on the shoulder and walked out.

The following week, the troops went straight into hell mode. Lu Zhenghan personally led the team, and every day they stood in formation, ran cross-country, practiced bayonet fighting and combat techniques, and did weighted combination exercises. Apart from eating and sleeping, there was no spare time at all.

The soldiers were exhausted, but dared not utter a single complaint.

They only get a few hours of free time on weekends.

...

Xia Qiuran took out the herbs that had been squeezed for a long time from the pharmacy to dry, and looked at the soldiers who were still training on the drill ground, and couldn't help but sigh.

It must be tough for us comrades to have such a leader.

"Dr. Xia."

As Xia Qiuran was picking up herbs, a voice suddenly came from behind her. When she turned around, she saw Zhang Xiaoliang, whose face was noticeably darker than when they last met.

"Comrade Zhang, is your shoulder hurting again?" Xia Qiuran asked.

"No, no, my shoulder is completely healed. We take turns resting for a few hours. I just wanted to see if I could help you with anything." Zhang Xiaoliang was still a little shy. His cheeks would unconsciously turn red after saying a few words, but he was very perceptive. After saying that, he took the big bag of herbs from Xia Qiuran's hand. "Let me carry this big bag of herbs."

"Comrade Zhang, I heard you've had a tough week of training. You should take a break when you have time. I can do these things myself."

Xia Qiuran wanted to take back the herbs, but Zhang Xiaoliang had already laid them out on the drying platform.

"When I came here, my family kept telling me to talk less and do more work. Dr. Xia, I think you are a lot like my eldest sister. You are gentle, beautiful and capable, so I am willing to help you with your work," Zhang Xiaoliang said sincerely.

Looking at his honest and sincere appearance, Xia Qiuran couldn't bear to say anything more. She also came from a poor background and naturally understood the difficulties of ordinary families. Unable to support them, she could only use her meager life experience to give the child a few words of advice.

Zhang Xiaoliang silently carried out all the largest bags of herbs, while Xia Qiuran was responsible for spreading the herbs out.

Bai Yunyun came out and leaned against the doorway, giving it a cold glance.

If the herbs rot, just throw them away. Why bother drying them? You're destined to be a laborer your whole life.

But since you're willing to be one, I'll let you be one to your heart's content.

Bai Yunyun glanced at the family of three walking towards them from not far away, a mischievous smile curving her lips.

In her opinion, the child walking in the middle was an idiot, with a bad temper and unable to understand human speech, but his father was Lu Zhenghan's good brother and also a leader in the clothing factory, so she couldn't say it directly.

She had come many times during this period. At first, she wanted to treat him properly, hoping that it might improve her relationship with Lu Zhenghan. However, she did not expect that the little brat was such a devil. The first time he came, he smashed her desk, and the second time he kicked her calf and bruised it. She really wanted to strangle him at that time, but she could only give up because the brat's parents were present.

Xia Qiuran, aren't you a skilled doctor? Let's see if you can cure this mental illness this time.

"Xia Qiuran, a patient has arrived. I need to go out for a bit. You can take care of him." With that, she slipped away.

Xia Qiuran didn't think much of it and turned to invite the family of three into the infirmary.

Zhang Xiaoliang glanced at the family of three. He had seen the child throw a tantrum when he came to the infirmary before, and immediately understood Bai Yunyun's intention.

So he tugged at Xia Qiuran's sleeve, glanced at the child, and then pointed to his own head.

Xia Qiuran understood Zhang Xiaoliang's meaning. She didn't say much, just gave him a reassuring look. In her eyes, there was only the distinction between patients and healthy people. No matter what the illness was, she would treat it with all her heart.

"Is Dr. Bai here?" the man asked after entering the medical room and looking around.

"She's gone out. Just tell me if you need anything," Xia Qiuran replied.

"Okay, I want to buy some cough medicine."

Seeing that Xia Qiuran was just a young girl, the man didn't say much.

His child's illness had been treated at many hospitals without any improvement, and was even diagnosed with mental problems. Later, through a referral, he came to the military hospital, but unexpectedly, he was treated twice by that Dr. Bai, and the result was still the same.

I didn't have high hopes. I came here because I thought the cough medicine at the military hospital was effective and I wanted to get some for my child who had caught a cold.

Xia Qiuran glanced at the child and found that the child's eyes were unfocused, his lips were pale, and he looked haggard. This was not how a six or seven-year-old child should look.

"Little one, can you open your mouth so Auntie can check your throat?" Xia Qiuran asked the child with a smile.

To everyone's surprise, the child immediately changed to an impatient look and kicked Xia Qiuran hard.

"Just prescribe the medicine I told you to; why are you asking so many questions?"

Upon seeing this, the child's father immediately pulled the child aside and apologized to Xia Qiuran.

"I'm sorry, this child has a rather volatile temper. Could you please get us some cough medicine? The money is here."

But then the child's mother objected, grabbed the child, and yelled at the father.

"If the doctor wants to see you, then let her see you. Getting medication before even seeing a doctor is risky; what if it's something else entirely?"

"What other illness could it be? Besides, how can anyone take care of your son? You've spoiled him rotten," the father retorted.

"Is this my only son? All he does is eat and drink outside all day. Have you ever disciplined him?"

"Who do I eat and drink out for? Isn't it all for this family? You're always drawing your eyebrows or putting on makeup, but are you even good to the kids?"

The two were about to start arguing, each saying something to the other.

Xia Qiuran paid special attention to the child at this moment and found that the child's expression was frighteningly calm, as if nothing had happened around him, but his eyes seemed to be trying hard to suppress something, which was not the expression that a six or seven-year-old child should have.

"Comrade, please stop arguing." Xia Qiuran stepped forward to stop them.

"I feel that my child's symptoms are more than just a cough. May I have 10 minutes to ask my child a few questions?"

At this point, the child's father regained some composure and nodded, saying, "Okay."

"Within these 10 minutes, whether the child swears, hits, or smashes things, please do not stop him or say anything, okay?" Xia Qiuran continued.

The child's parents exchanged glances and indicated that they had no objections, but at the same time, they didn't hold out any hope. After all, they had been to many large hospitals and consulted many senior professors, but none of them could cure the disease. How could this little girl in front of them possibly cure it?

"Little friend, can you recite the Thousand Character Classic?" Xia Qiuran continued to ask the child.

"No, I don't want to learn," the child still maintained a distant and unapproachable demeanor.

"Now I'll teach you twice. If you learn it, all these candies in my pocket are yours." Xia Qiuran wasn't angry. She then took out a handful of White Rabbit milk candies from her pocket.

The child's throat visibly moved when he saw the candy, and he looked at his mother as if he were a little scared.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" His mother immediately gave him a fierce look, as if she were warning him not to eat candy.

The child's head drooped down, and the child's father opened his mouth as if to speak, but in the end he held back.

"You don't need to look at Mom. You heard what I just said. The doctor can make the decision within these 10 minutes, so you need to memorize it quickly so you can eat the candy sooner." Xia Qiuran pushed the candy towards the child again.

This time, the child's eyes seemed less resistant.

"Heaven and earth were dark and yellow, the universe was vast and boundless, the sun and moon waxed and waned, the stars and constellations were arrayed, cold came and heat went, autumn harvested and winter stored, the remaining moisture completed the year, and the musical scales harmonized the yang."

Xia Qiuran recited a few sentences slowly and then taught them twice more. In just 5 minutes, the child had memorized them all.

At this moment, the child's parents standing next to them also showed varying degrees of surprise.

They had never seen their child recite a text before, from childhood to adulthood.