After being separated from my family, I became a darling of the military region thanks to my medical

Liu Hongmei was still basking in the elation of her family's hospital suddenly receiving a miraculous doctor when she was startled by the magnetic yet slightly sinister male voice.

She turned around abruptly and saw the face in the wheelchair. She was so frightened that her legs went weak and she almost lost her balance.

"Commander Gu!"

My God! How did this living devil appear here out of nowhere! And he overheard everything that just happened!

Liu Hongmei's palms were sweating with nervousness. In a military hospital, you might not know the hospital director, but if you don't know Gu Zheng, you're not far from being kicked out.

This man is the pillar of Unit 761, and also the absolute heir of the Gu family in Beijing!

Ye Zhen's reaction, however, was surprisingly calm.

She turned around, her cool eyes meeting Gu Zheng's probing gaze, without a trace of emotion.

She assessed his case, her gaze sweeping over his leg in a cast and his bandaged chest, her voice as flat as if she were reading a surgical report:

"I can treat all kinds of illnesses, including traumatic infection, secondary shock, and acute pulmonary edema."

The subtext is: Your injury is within my scope of practice. As for anything else, forget about it.

Gu Zheng's smile deepened.

interesting.

Throughout the entire military compound, from the wives of high-ranking officers to the greenhorns, who wouldn't blush and feel their heart race when they saw him? It was her, Ye Zhen.

When they pulled him back from the brink of death in Heishan Village, their eyes were as cold as ice. Now, in front of him, they still act like businessmen.

It was as if he wasn't a living person, but a pile of human tissue waiting for her to repair him.

He leaned back lazily in his chair and waved to Liu Hongmei, who was almost petrified, "Nurse Liu, go ahead and get busy. I have some private matters to discuss with my savior."

"My savior?"

Liu Hongmei's eyes almost popped out of their sockets!

She looked at Gu Zheng in shock, then at Ye Zhen, and her mind went blank as all the clues connected instantly!

No wonder! No wonder Dean Zhou sent people to Heishan Village to invite experts in such a hurry!

So the "important person" that Dr. Ye saved was none other than Commander Gu himself!

Good heavens!

Liu Hongmei's gaze towards Ye Zhen instantly shifted from admiration to awe. This wasn't just a miracle doctor; it was clearly a future "handsome wife"!

She dared not be a third wheel, so she nodded vigorously and slipped away as fast as she could.

"Yes, yes, yes! You two talk! I didn't hear anything, I'll be going now!"

The corridor fell silent instantly.

The smell of disinfectant in the air seemed to be diluted by the strong male hormones mixed with the smell of gunpowder emanating from him.

Ye Zhen frowned slightly.

She didn't like the feeling of being controlled.

"Commander Gu, if there are no other medical issues, I need to go and organize the surgical reports." After she finished speaking, she turned to open the door.

"etc."

Gu Zheng's voice came from behind, neither too loud nor too soft, but with an undeniable commanding tone.

Ye Zhen stopped in her tracks as she opened the door.

She heard the sound of a wheelchair rolling, approaching step by step, and stopping behind her.

A tall shadow completely enveloped her, and the intense aura of aggression made her spine tense involuntarily.

"Dr. Ye," Gu Zheng's voice was extremely low, almost whispering in her ear, "you saved my life, and I must repay this kindness."

Ye Zhen's heart skipped a beat, and her ears inexplicably felt hot.

She forced herself to remain calm, turning her face away to create some distance: "It was nothing, a small act of kindness, the military and the people are as close as fish and water, no need to report it."

This official explanation elicited a low chuckle from Gu Zheng.

"I'll report it." He said confidently, with a hint of roguishness. "And I've already figured out how to report it."

He paused, then changed the subject: "My current doctor is incompetent; he's clumsy even when changing medications. So, I've decided to give you this chance to 'repay' him."

Ye Zhen was stunned: "What do you mean?"

"What I mean is," Gu Zheng looked at her calmly, a calculating glint in his deep black eyes, "that from now on, you, Ye Zhen, are my attending physician. When my injuries heal and when I can be discharged from the hospital are all your responsibility."

Ye Zhen: "..."

She understood.

This isn't repaying a debt of gratitude; it's blatant extortion!

She immediately refused: "No. Hospital regulations stipulate that you can't change your attending physician at will."

"Rules are rules, but people are flexible." Gu Zheng raised an eyebrow and said slowly, "I'll talk to Dean Zhou."

For the first time, Ye Zhen experienced what it meant for a scholar to encounter a soldier.

No, it was a top expert encountering a top-tier rogue soldier.

All rules and regulations are no different from waste paper to him.

She stared at the note but didn't take it.

"Commander Gu, I'm very busy."

"I know," Gu Zheng nodded, speaking with a matter of course, "That's why I scheduled the opportunity to repay your kindness during your work hours. See how considerate I am?"

Ye Zhen took a deep breath and silently told herself: Calm down, don't take it to heart with the patient.

This patient, in particular, seems to have some kind of mental problem.

She gave up on communication and said directly, "I refuse. Your condition has stabilized, and any surgeon can handle it. I have more important patients."

After saying that, she ignored him and reached for the doorknob.

The next second, my wrist tightened.

A large, hot hand gripped her wrist precisely. The palm was broad and calloused, and although the pressure wasn't strong, she couldn't break free.

Ye Zhen froze.

This was the first time in her two lifetimes that a man had touched her like this.

She whirled around, a hint of anger finally flashing in her usually cold eyes: "Let go!"

Gu Zheng didn't let go; instead, he pulled her half a step closer.

He tilted his head slightly, his gaze from his wheelchair level with hers as she stood.

This time, the playfulness in his eyes faded, replaced by a sharp, hawk-like gaze.

"Dr. Ye, in that dilapidated place like Heishan Village, where there's a lack of medical care and medicine, and not even a decent light, how did you manage to perform the closed chest drainage and vascular suturing on me?"

His voice wasn't loud, but it was like a scalpel, precisely dissecting her biggest secret.

"Your hands are steady, unlike those of a country girl. Your eyes are calm, unlike those of someone handling a knife for the first time."

Gu Zheng's gaze was piercing, fixed intently on her.

"Tell me, who are you?"

The air froze instantly.

Ye Zhen's heart skipped a beat.

She stared at the handsome yet imposing face before her, her mind racing.

The secret of time travel must never be revealed.

A few seconds later, she suddenly laughed.

The smile was extremely faint, like snow melting on ice, fleeting yet dazzling.

She turned her hand over, and with two slender fingers, she deftly placed them on the pulse pulse that Gu Zheng was holding on her wrist.

"Commander Gu, your heart rate is 110, your blood pressure is estimated at 140/90, and your pupils are slightly dilated."

She raised her eyes to meet his probing gaze, and retorted clearly, word by word:

"You're very emotional right now. Who I am isn't important; what's important is that from now on, I'm your attending physician."

Rather than letting him test you repeatedly, it's better to take the initiative and keep everything within the safest framework of "doctor-patient relationship".

She wanted to see what tricks this so-called "living Yama" was up to.

Gu Zheng was taken aback, then a joyful laugh burst from his chest, deep and sexy.

He released his hands and slowly clapped.

"it is good."

"Dr. Ye, you have guts."

He looked at her like a wolf king locking onto its prey, and slowly announced:

"Then it's settled. As your first 'privileged' patient, I'm giving you your first order—starting tomorrow, report to my ward three times a day, morning, noon, and night."

He paused, his eyes almost overflowing with mockery.

"Round rounds, changing dressings... and while you're at it, feed me too. That's not too much to ask, is it?"