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

"Xia Qiuran, your ideas are truly noble. You're willing to sacrifice for the sake of treating patients, and you've even planned for the future of your neighbors. How could you..."

Lu Zhenghan spoke quickly, his deep voice seemingly suppressing his displeasure.

He stopped abruptly halfway through his sentence, opened his mouth but held back from making a sound.

At this moment, Xia Qiuran also realized what was happening.

"Commander, are you trying to say that I didn't think of myself?"

"I'm not that great. Actually, I have my own selfish motives. Director Bai doesn't like me. If I want to pass the hospital internship assessment, I have to put in more effort. If I just do cleaning work every day for the past month, how could Director Bai possibly let me pass the assessment?"

Xia Qiuran said earnestly that she had lived two lives and was not so impulsive, but she also understood that there is no such thing as a free lunch. You reap what you sow.

She came from a rural background and had no connections to rely on. Only by working harder than others could she possibly create her own path.

"With me here, you don't need to worry about these things."

Lu Zhenghan stopped in his tracks, his eyes as deep and unfathomable as a cold pool.

A hint of gratitude flashed in Xia Qiuran's eyes, but more so her determination. What others give you can only provide temporary relief, not long-term solutions. Only by becoming strong yourself and becoming your own support can you truly live a peaceful life.

"I know you and Dean Gao will definitely help me, but I really don't want to cause you any more trouble. I want to pass the internship through my own efforts."

Looking at Xia Qiuran's stubborn and resilient appearance, Lu Zhenghan swallowed back the advice he had originally wanted to give.

At this moment, Xia Qiuran's mind was entirely focused on how to treat the patient next. She had already wasted a lot of time, and now she had to administer the medication to the patient as soon as possible and quickly determine the specific condition.

Lu Zhenghan: "It's almost lunchtime..."

Xia Qiuran: "I'm going back to my ward now."

The two spoke almost simultaneously.

Xia Qiuran stopped herself from saying what she was about to say.

She secretly regretted it; she really didn't know how to behave. Lu Zhenghan had just defended her and helped her drive away Zhao Feng, but now that it was almost lunchtime, he hadn't offered to invite her to dinner.

"Commander, I'm not in a rush. How about we go eat first?" Xia Qiuran glanced at her watch and said with a smile.

"Okay, let's go then."

Lu Zhenghan hesitated for a moment, then turned and walked towards the cafeteria.

Xia Qiuran scratched her head and could only follow. There must be a lot of people queuing in the cafeteria now, and she didn't know how long she would have to wait.

When Xia Qiuran arrived at the cafeteria and saw the long queue, she gasped.

The queue takes at least half an hour, and then there's a ten-minute break for meals, so another forty minutes are gone. I wonder how the patient is doing now.

"Team leader, I'll go line up for food. You can sit here and wait for me."

Although Xia Qiuran was anxious, she still smiled and said to Lu Zhenghan.

Give me the lunchbox.

Lu Zhenghan showed no intention of sitting down to wait. He lowered his eyelashes slightly and took the lunchbox directly from Xia Qiuran's hand.

Then he went to the food window and said something, and the staff there gave Lu Zhenghan priority in getting his food.

Lu Zhenghan put the lunchbox containing the food back into Xia Qiuran's hands.

"Take it home and eat it. No matter how busy you are, you should eat first."

He wasn't stupid; how could he not see Xia Qiuran's anxiety? If he had turned around and left in the garden just now, Xia Qiuran definitely wouldn't have gone to eat or would have just grabbed a bite to eat.

The food is already served, so you have to eat it whether you like it or not:

After saying that, he turned and left the cafeteria.

Xia Qiuran bit her lip while holding the lunchbox, feeling a pang of guilt. Had Lu Zhenghan noticed her anxiety just now?

"Commander, aren't you going to eat?" Xia Qiuran called out.

"I'll eat at the military base."

As they were talking, Lu Zhenghan had already walked quite a distance.

At that moment, a commotion suddenly broke out at the food serving window.

"You let that person cut in line, why can't I cut in line?" a person with a lunchbox shouted as he cut in line.

The food server, holding a large ladle, pointed at the person in front of him while speaking.

"That person just received a First-Class Merit Medal, which is something you only get if you've truly risked your life for the country. It not only allows you to cut in line for food, but you don't need to queue for anything. It's a right that the country has granted to people."

The person who cut in line was speechless and could only silently walk to the end of the line with their lunchbox.

Xia Qiuran had never seen Lu Zhenghan take out his First-Class Merit Medal. In the past, when they encountered queues, they always queued up properly.

Rumor has it that the recipient of the third-class merit award was sweating profusely.

He was awarded the Second Class Merit Citation but was disabled.

He risked his life for a first-class merit.

It seems that Lu Zhenghan's position as regimental commander at such a young age was not due to luck, but rather earned through genuine ability.

...

Upon returning to his unit, Lu Zhenghan immediately picked up the phone and dialed his home landline.

The phone rang for two seconds before being answered.

"Hello, Grandma."

Upon hearing the other person's voice, Lu Zhenghan chuckled, his voice becoming much gentler than usual.

"Zhenghan? Why are you calling back at this hour? Has something happened?" The voice on the other end of the line quickly replied with a hint of tension.

In order not to take up military resources, Lu Zhenghan usually only calls home once a week on Sundays as required, and has never made a phone call at that time before.

"I'm fine, Grandma. I remember Grandpa knows an infectious disease doctor. I heard he's very skilled. Can I ask him to come over?" Lu Zhenghan said directly.

Upon hearing this, Grandma's voice became even more tense, and she quickly asked.

"Yes, there is such a person. He is the son of one of your grandfather's former subordinates. Zheng Han, are you sick? What disease have you contracted? How serious is it?"

"Grandma, does my voice sound like I'm sick?"

"There is a patient in our hospital whose symptoms are very similar to tuberculosis. He is currently isolated in the infectious disease ward, but the doctors here are unsure about the treatment method, so I would like to ask the doctor that my grandfather knows to come and take a look."

Lu Zhenghan finished speaking in one breath, and his grandmother paused for a moment before asking...

"Zhenghan, who is that sick person?"

"He was one of my comrades-in-arms." Lu Zhenghan paused for a moment.

Comrades?

"Zhenghan, why don't you have your comrade come to Beijing? Grandma will pay for the travel and accommodation expenses. It shouldn't be a problem if he wears a mask. Dr. Liu is usually very busy. Beijing and Shangchun are almost a thousand kilometers apart. It wouldn't be appropriate to send him there so abruptly."

Grandma continued.

It wasn't that she didn't want to help, but the request was a bit unreasonable. Making someone take such a long train ride to Shangchun City just to see a comrade-in-arms seemed a bit like using power to oppress someone.

Moreover, with so many comrades in the army, it's unrealistic to expect them all to receive medical treatment like this.