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

Xia Qiuran stood the mop upright in the bucket of water and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

"Thank you, Dr. Chung. I understand your good intentions. I remember my grandfather once said that suffering is not a loss, but a way to train your mind. Only by doing small things well can you be qualified to do big things."

"If you complain about being dirty or tired after doing a little work, then it just means I'm not fit to be a doctor."

"Whether it's a caregiver or a doctor, they're all serving the patients, so I have no complaints," Xia Qiuran said earnestly.

Zhong Wenmei nodded slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes, as if she was taken aback by Xia Qiuran's answer.

"Not bad, you're more aware than me. I'll come find you at noon, and we'll have lunch together in the cafeteria."

"Okay, I'll get to work now."

Xia Qiuran picked up the mop and walked to the next ward.

It was the height of summer, and Xia Qiuran was already covered in sweat after working for just a short while.

But when I entered the ward, I saw the patient curled up on the bed, covered with a quilt.

Xia Qiuran put down the mop and quickly went over.

"How are you? Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"

Xia Qiuran reached out and touched the patient's forehead.

It's a normal temperature, I don't have a fever, so why am I so cold?

The more Xia Qiuran thought about it, the more something seemed wrong. She gently placed her fingers on the patient's pulse.

Oh no, there's danger.

...

Weekly meetings.

Gao Yingting sat in the main seat, flipping through the medical records with a solemn expression.

"Li Zhou in bed three has been hospitalized in our hospital for a month, and the specific cause of his illness has not yet been determined. Give me an explanation." He said to the doctor at the conference table with displeasure.

"Dean Gao, this patient's condition is very special. We have tried several different treatments without any significant effect, but since taking the medicine prescribed by Director Bai, his joints can now move slightly," one of them replied.

Gao Yingting spoke up: "Director Bai, please share your thoughts."

Bai Xia cleared her throat: "According to my deduction, this patient's condition is caused by deficiency of qi and blood, coupled with years of overwork. The reason why he has not been cured for so long is because his body is too severely depleted. In addition to tonifying his body, he must also use my exclusive secret formula to be cured."

Gao Yingting's expression relaxed slightly: "Alright, then this patient will be in your care from now on."

Li Zhou was transferred from another hospital, and many eyes were waiting to see the results. Now, a month has passed, and there is already a lot of criticism from the outside world, saying that the First Hospital is nothing special. In any case, the reputation of the First Hospital must not be ruined in his hands.

Bai Xia is most skilled at treating all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases, and now this problem can only be handed over to her.

"Of course, no problem."

Bai Xia readily agreed, but her eyes kept glancing in the direction of Gao Yingting.

"Director Bai, is there any other question?" Gao Yingting then asked.

Bai Xia chuckled softly, then stammered, "Dean, regarding my professional title, when would you like to see if I can be promoted? But please don't misunderstand, I'm not pressuring you; I'm just taking this opportunity to mention it."

She'd held the associate professor title for years, but Gao Yingting refused to promote her any further.

This patient was a great opportunity for her, and she absolutely couldn't miss it.

"As long as you do your job well, you will definitely receive the professional title you are entitled to." Gao Yingting said with a gloomy face, his eyes turning cold instantly.

No sooner had he finished speaking than the on-duty doctor hurriedly pushed open the conference room door.

"Dean, please go and take a look. The patient in bed three seems to be dying."

Gao Yingting immediately stood up: "What? Let's go!"

When they got to bed number three, they found that the patient, Li Zhou, was lying peacefully on the bed with his eyes closed.

"What happened? He was fine yesterday!" Gao Yingting shouted anxiously to the doctor beside her.

"Yes, he was perfectly fine this morning." The doctors around him were also extremely nervous.

"Dean, birth, aging, illness, and death are all predestined, so please don't be too anxious," the doctor behind Gao Yingting said cautiously.

"What do you mean by fate! A perfectly healthy person died in our hospital, how can I not be anxious?"

A fine layer of sweat had already appeared on Gao Yingting's forehead.

It's one thing if the illness wasn't cured, but now the person is gone too. How are we going to explain this to the family and to the outside world?

Zhong Wenmei stared at the patient on the bed, but the more she looked, the more she felt something was wrong. She went over and checked his breathing, then frowned speechlessly.

"The person isn't dead, they're just asleep."

not dead!

A group of doctors standing at the door quickly gathered around.

Just then, Xia Qiuran walked over with a packet of medicine.

Everyone's here.

"The patient in this bed just had a relapse; his whole body was stiff and cold. I examined him and it seems to be bone cold syndrome. I just gave him acupuncture, and his condition has now been brought under control."

"These are the Chinese medicines I got from the pharmacy. I'll give them to his family to brew and he should be able to take them for a week and then he should be able to be discharged," Xia Qiuran said casually, as if she didn't take the illness very seriously at all.

"Are you sure?" Gao Yingting asked, her eyes filled with disbelief.

"Yes, I'm sure, I've seen this case before."

Xia Qiuran nodded. This disease was indeed a difficult and complicated illness. Fortunately, his grandfather had explained it to him before, and he had actually encountered this disease in his previous life. He cured the person by following the method his grandfather taught him.

Gao Yingting's eyes seemed to fill with joy all at once. He had never encountered this kind of illness before and dared not treat it rashly. He had witnessed Xia Qiuran's medical skills and had absolute faith in this girl.

"Xia Qiuran, what are you doing, an intern causing trouble? What bone cold syndrome? He has qi and blood deficiency, plus overwork, he needs to drink tonics." Bai Xia quickly stepped forward and scolded him.

"Director Bai, on the surface he does appear to be deficient in qi and blood, but in reality it is caused by cold qi sinking into the bone marrow. If he continues to drink tonics, it will only make the blockage worse," Xia Qiuran explained carefully.

Bai Xia clenched her fingers, determined not to let Xia Qiuran ruin this rare opportunity for professional title evaluation.

"That's utter nonsense. I've been practicing medicine for many years and I've never heard of tonics causing more blockages. I think you're just trying to take credit and are deliberately playing with patients' lives."

"The patient's pulse is stable, and he is indeed much better than a few days ago."

Before Bai Xia could finish speaking, Gao Yingting touched Li Zhou's pulse and spoke up.

"Director Bai, this world is vast, and there are certainly more treatment methods than what we've learned. I can accept the fact that I don't know how to cure this disease, so what can't you accept?"

After he finished speaking, a clear look of disappointment appeared in his eyes.

Bai Xia stared at Gao Yingting's departing figure, her face as red as the bottom of a pot, and glared fiercely at Xia Qiuran.

The other doctors followed closely behind Gao Yingting, while Zhong Wenmei walked up to Xia Qiuran and silently gave her a thumbs up.

...

The first day passed peacefully. The reputation of this best hospital in Shangchun City is indeed well-deserved. The number of patients treated here in one day is more than the number of patients treated in the 45th Regiment in a month.

The cases we encountered were all kinds of things. No wonder they say you have to do a month-long internship here before you can become a formal military doctor. You really gain experience here.

After getting off work, Xia Qiuran walked to the intersection where she got off the bus in the morning and saw Lu Zhenghan's car parked there.

This Lu Zhenghan really takes everything he does very seriously, even faking things so convincingly that it makes her feel a little embarrassed.

"Commander, have you been waiting long?"

Xia Qiuran walked in and found that the guard Xiao Zhang was sitting in the driver's seat with sleepy eyes, while Lu Zhenghan was sitting in the back seat.

"Every now and then, Xiao Zhang and I go out to run some errands, and it just happens to be on our way," Lu Zhenghan said.

Xia Qiuran tactfully sat down next to Lu Zhenghan in the back seat, but at the same time, she also very politely moved to the side of the car door, leaving a wide space in the middle.

This way, Xiao Zhang wouldn't notice anything amiss, and a proper distance would be maintained so as not to annoy Lu Zhenghan.

Xiao Zhang started the car and patted his face, trying to make himself look more energetic.

Whatever's on the way, whatever's just arrived.

They had been waiting here since noon, and he had fallen asleep while waiting.

It seems his commander is truly finished this time; he's really in deep trouble.

Men are indeed visual creatures, even the usually aloof and cold commander is no exception.