Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

After the war, Lü Ci received treatment at a field hospital in the rear due to a poison wound on his arm.

During the treatment, the doctors at the field hospital would routinely come to check on the wounded soldiers in the early morning to assess their recovery.

During this process, Lü Ci unexpectedly saw Duanmu Ying.

It turns out that the acquaintance Big Ears mentioned earlier was actually her...

When Lü Ci saw Duanmu Ying wearing a white coat and diligently recording medical records, he felt a strange sense of joy.

Duanmu Ying also noticed Lü Ci; there was no way around it, Lü Ci's white spiky hair was just too eye-catching.

"Isn't this Lü Ci, the second of the 'Twin Jewels of the Lü Family'?" Duanmu Ying closed the medical record and walked over with a smile. "At first, I thought it was some young soldier with the same name as you. I didn't expect it to really be you!"

Lu Ci and Duanmu Ying had some minor conflicts in the past, and their meetings were always confrontational. However, these minor disputes were insignificant in the context of the current battlefield filled with smoke and fire. In fact, Duanmu Ying was quite happy to see Lu Ci.

Lu Ci sighed and said, "Don't even mention it. The battle was clearly over, but who would have thought that the old Japanese devil would self-destruct when he died, giving me a minor injury. What bad luck!"

Duanmu Ying smiled noncommittally, walked to the bedside, and lifted Lü Ci's poisoned arm.

She first lifted the gauze to examine the color of the wound carefully, then pinched the muscles around the wound hard, causing Lü Ci's lips to twitch slightly, but her face showed no reaction.

"You're really holding it in, aren't you?" Duanmu Ying laughed, looking at his forced composure. "What's wrong? Trying to be like Guan Yu, having poison scraped from the bone?"

"I! It doesn't hurt!" Lü Ci said calmly. After a moment, he asked again, "Does this require scraping the bone to remove the poison?"

"I was just kidding, you don't need to scrape it, just apply some medicine and it'll be fine," Duanmu Ying said.

"Then why were you pinching my arm so hard just now?" Lu Ci protested irritably.

"Check if you can still feel the nerves in your arm, whether it's broken or not," Duanmu Ying said. "However, seeing how miserable you were just now, I knew you were definitely alright."

"Who's grimacing in pain?!" Lü Ci retorted, his neck stiff. "It doesn't hurt at all! It's like a mosquito bite! Try pinching it again if you don't believe me!"

"Oh? Then I'll really pinch you?" Duanmu Ying looked at him with a half-smile, and pretended to reach out again.

"Pinch me! Pinch me! It doesn't hurt!" Lu Ci stretched out his arm, not backing down at all.

Duanmu Ying slapped his hand away impatiently: "Alright! Stop trying to be a hero! You should focus on recovering from your injury!"

After saying that, she turned around to check the next bed.

"Hey, wait a minute!" Lü Ci called out to her, "How did you end up in this field hospital in northwestern Shanxi?"

"I'll tell you after I finish my rounds..." Duanmu Ying walked away without looking back.

Watching Duanmu Ying's retreating figure, Lü Ci looked at a nurse in the ward and inquired:
"Hey comrade, tell me about that Dr. Duanmu from earlier?"

The nurse continued working, casually asking, "You mean Director Duanmu?"

“Yes! I’m an old friend of hers,” Lü Ci said. “I just found out she actually came to the front lines.”

“I think you’re old friends too. Director Duanmu is usually very serious and rarely jokes with people,” the nurse said.

"How is she doing here?" Lü Ci pressed.

"That's incredible!" the young nurse said with admiration. "Although Director Duanmu is a young woman, she works harder than many men. During the most intense period of the war, she even personally led a team to the front line to perform surgeries and rescue the wounded amidst the gunfire."

"In the past year or two, she has performed thousands of surgeries, big and small, and has saved countless lives from the clutches of death!"

"Not only that, she also personally trained us medical staff, and based on the actual situation on the front lines, she compiled several medical books, such as the 'Simple Battlefield First Aid Guide.' Now, she is the mentor of many young doctors in our hospital..."

Lü Ci leaned against the hospital bed, quietly listening to the nurse recount Duanmu Ying's deeds.

The nurse stopped talking and hurriedly went out to continue her work when someone outside called for "change of dressing".

Lu Ci sat back on the bed, his head resting on his intact arm, staring blankly at the ceiling, lost in thought.

The nurse stopped talking and hurriedly went out to continue her care when someone called her from outside.

After a while, Duanmu Ying, who had finished checking the rooms, came in again.

"Your injury is nothing serious, nothing serious. I've packed some special antidote herbs for you. Take them home and apply them regularly for a few days to draw out the remaining toxins. You can be discharged today, don't take up a bed here."

As Duanmu Ying spoke, she tossed several medicine packets onto the bedside table.

"Are you trying to kick me out?" Lü Ci said. "You still haven't told me how you got here."

"What?" Duanmu Ying pulled up a chair and sat down: "You are allowed to protect your country, but I am not allowed to do my part?"

"No, not at all," Lü Ci said. "I came here on Senior Brother Zhang's recommendation. Were you also recommended by Senior Brother Zhang?"

“Although I’ve met the Little Celestial Master a few times, we’re not very close. He’s never asked me to go to the battlefield. And even if I were to go to the battlefield, I should normally go to the large rear hospitals on the front lines,” Duanmu Ying explained. “The reason I’m here is entirely because my best friend dragged me here.”

"Your best friend?" Lu Ci didn't remember Duanmu Ying having any best friend.

“Lin Yu!” Duanmu Ying said, “Your good brother, Lu Jin’s wife!”

"Ah?! It's her." Lü Ci suddenly realized, then complained, "She's here too? What's wrong with Lu Mang? He's acting like a baby who hasn't been weaned. He even brings his bride along to a war. Bride, bride, has he really found himself a new mother?"

Duanmu Ying laughed heartily, pointing at Lü Ci and saying, "You have such a sharp tongue! If Lu Jin heard that, wouldn't he fight you on the spot?" "Can he beat me?" Lü Ci laughed, "Go to Longhu Mountain and ask anyone. Let's have a contest and see who beats whom more times."

Duanmu Ying suppressed a laugh and deliberately said, "Oh? Is that so? But... I only heard that after you were defeated by Lu Jin, he used a rope to pass through your cheek and carried you around the Celestial Master's Mansion like a salted fish, telling everyone he met that he defeated you!"

Lu Ci's face flushed instantly, and he jumped up from the bed: "Who the hell is spreading this rumor?!"

He didn't say this with much confidence because he was worried that it was his senior brother Zhang, that big mouth, who said it.

Duanmu Ying knew from his reaction that he had been right, and laughed loudly, "This is what Master Tian Jinzhong said."

Upon hearing that it was Tian Jinzhong, Lü Ci immediately felt relieved.

"So it was that big mouth Oda who was spreading rumors about me. You can't take what he says seriously. Next time I'll have him explain it to you, and then you'll know what's really going on."

He planned to use force against Tian Jinzhong as soon as he got back. If he couldn't handle Zhang Dakouzi, then he was sure he could handle Tian Dakouzi!

"What's there to explain? Everyone knows you two are equally incompetent." Duanmu Ying put away her smile and continued, "Actually, Lin Yu was a little worried about Lu Jin, so she secretly followed him. Lu Jin didn't know about this; she made the decision on her own."

"However, Lin Yu is timid and scared, so she insisted on dragging me along. When we arrived at the base, Lu Jin found out, and then we were both assigned to this field hospital and settled here."

"I see." Lü Ci nodded, looking at Duanmu Ying's slightly tired face, and asked, "So how do you feel about this place? Are you planning... to stay here indefinitely?"

Duanmu Ying smiled and looked out the window: "Life here is tough, but fulfilling. I save people every day, and it's very meaningful. However... I don't plan to stay here forever."

"When do you plan to leave?" Lü Ci asked.

"I haven't decided yet. I'd like to wait until the war is over before going back, but I might go back earlier. During my time on the battlefield, I've witnessed too much life and death, and I miss my family," Duanmu Ying said.

"The war is over. What do you plan to do now? Inherit your Duanmu family's medical clinic?" Lü Ci asked.

Duanmu Ying continued looking out the window and calmly uttered four words: "Go home and get married."

"Marriage?!" Lü Ci's eyes widened slightly. "You're getting married?"

"Isn't this normal? Why do you look so surprised?" Duanmu Ying said, "A while ago, I received a letter from home saying they'd arranged a marriage for me with the disciple of a master physician. It's a perfect match, just like Lin Yu and Lu Jin."

Lu Ci's lips twitched: "What era are we living in now? Why are we still talking about arranged marriages? This is forced marriage, and it's unacceptable. Several bosses have said this."

Duanmu Ying smiled and said, "Lin Yu had said similar things before, but she stopped after meeting Lu Jin."

"Does anyone have Lu Mang's good looks...?" Lü Ci thought to herself, then continued, "Have you met your... fiancé?"

Duanmu Ying thought for a moment and said, "I met him once, but there was no marriage involved back then... In my memory, he was a rather interesting little guy, very arrogant in some ways, but very timid in others."

"Cowardice and arrogance are two completely opposite traits, right? How can there be such a person?" Lu Ci asked curiously.

Duanmu Ying explained, "His 'timidity' mainly manifests in his interpersonal interactions, especially in front of me, where he can't even speak properly. But his 'arrogance' is reflected in his medical skills. His expertise and talent in medicine are extremely high! You could say he's the most talented person I've ever met in my life!"

"The person with the highest medical talent you've ever met?" Lu Ci retorted, unconvinced. "How high could it be?"

Duanmu Ying couldn't help but laugh and said, "It must be as tall as three or four stories!"

Lu Ci curled his lip in disdain: "Then you must have never met someone with truly superb medical skills."

Duanmu Ying was also unconvinced, raising her eyebrows: "My Duanmu family has been practicing medicine for generations. My own master is the head of Jishetang, a world-renowned national expert. Are you saying that even they are not truly skilled in medicine?"

Lu Ci slightly raised his chin: "The medical skills of the head of Jishengtang are naturally very high, and he can be called a national expert. But compared with the truly best in the world... the gap is not just a little bit!"

"Oh?" Duanmu Ying also became curious: "Then tell me, who has the best medical skills in the world?"

“Of course it’s Senior Brother Zhang!” Lu Ci blurted out.

"Senior Brother Zhang?" Duanmu Ying was taken aback for a moment, then realized, "You mean... Little Celestial Master?!"

"That's right!"

Duanmu Ying was speechless. When she was listing the famous doctors in the world in her mind, she subconsciously excluded the Little Celestial Master.

But upon closer reflection, it wouldn't be right to say that Little Celestial Master isn't a healer. Legend has it that Little Celestial Master possesses the ability to revive the dead and heal the wounded. Although she has never witnessed it firsthand, she has heard far too many related rumors.

"Just how good is Little Celestial Master's medical skill? Why don't you tell me in detail?" Duanmu Ying's curiosity was piqued.

Then I'll have to explain it to you properly. After thinking for a moment, Lü Ci asked a question: "Dr. Duanmu, let me ask you, if a person's heart blood vessels are completely blocked by something, how would you, as professional doctors, usually treat it?"

After a moment's thought, Duanmu Ying replied in a professional tone, "For people with supernatural abilities, if their cultivation is sufficient, they can try to forcefully open their heart meridians with Qi. But if the blockage is too severe and cannot be opened, then they can only... leave it to fate and undergo conservative treatment."

In this day and age, there is a lack of effective interventional treatments for cardiovascular diseases, both in the East and the West. Well-known procedures like coronary stents and coronary artery bypass surgery are not yet widespread. All that can be done is oxygen therapy and pain relief, and the mortality rate is extremely high. Even top-notch doctors cannot cure this disease.

After listening, Lü Ci smiled smugly: "But this kind of problem is simply not worth mentioning in front of Senior Brother Zhang."

“The young Celestial Master has high cultivation and can forcibly open his heart meridian with Qi, which is indeed not a problem for him, but this is not a medical skill,” Duanmu Ying said somewhat unconvinced.

“No, not using Qi!” Lü Ci said, “It’s about taking that person’s heart out of their chest cavity while they are still alive, then breaking it open, cleaning out the blockages, and finally stitching it back up perfectly and putting it back into their chest cavity!”

Duanmu Ying was shocked and shook her head repeatedly: "Impossible, absolutely impossible! Once the heart is removed, blood circulation stops, and the person will die immediately. Let alone cutting open the heart meridian, clearing the blockage, and then stitching it back up... this is simply a fantasy!" (End of Chapter)