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

The hall was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, yet the atmosphere was as tense as a fully drawn bow.

Lin Weihua's face was turning red and white in turns, like a large dye vat had been opened, looking extremely ugly.

Just then, a series of unhurried footsteps came from the spiral staircase on the second floor.

"Da, da, da."

The sound wasn't loud, but it exuded a calm and steady quality, each step feeling like it was landing on one's heart.

Everyone instinctively looked up.

Ye Zhen, wearing a spotless white lab coat, walked down with her hands casually in her pockets and an indifferent expression.

She didn't deliberately stand tall or puff out her chest, and she didn't bring any attendants; she was all alone.

But that aura of hers managed to quell the originally noisy hall, as if she brought with her an invisible pressure.

"Dr. Ye!"

"It's Doctor Ye!"

The villagers, who had been angrily glaring at Lin Weihua just moments before, suddenly brightened up, as if they had seen their pillar of support. The crowd automatically parted to the sides like a tide, making way for a main path leading to the center of the hall.

Lin Weihua took a deep breath and quickly straightened his slightly crooked glasses.

He straightened his back, gripping his pen and notebook tightly in his hands, striking a pose like an "imperial envoy" conducting an investigation.

Since force doesn't work, let's try diplomacy. He's a reporter from a major newspaper, he's in the right, and he's upholding national rules!

Ye Zhen approached.

Lin Weihua cleared his throat, preparing to launch into his official tone and question, "Comrade Ye Zhen, regarding…"

however.

Ye Zhen didn't even lift her eyelids.

She walked straight past Lin Weihua without glancing to the side or pausing in her steps, as if the person standing there was not a living person, but an insignificant pillar.

Lin Weihua's mouth, which was half open, froze in mid-air. The question was stuck in his throat, making his chest ache and his face burn.

ignore.

Pretend you didn't see it.

This attitude of treating him like air was even more humiliating to him than Yan Hua's earlier remark, "Are you sick?"

Ye Zhen walked straight up to the old woman sewing shoe soles before stopping.

She reached out naturally and gently supported the old woman's trembling arm.

The originally cold voice instantly transformed into a gentle, soothing tone, like a spring breeze and a soothing rain.

"Auntie, the soles of these shoes are stitched too tightly. At your age, you should avoid doing this kind of work that strains your eyes and is too tiring."

The old woman's eyes suddenly reddened, and she shakily stuffed the brand-new cloth shoes with layered soles into Ye Zhen's hands. The cloth shoes were so smooth that there wasn't even a crease on them.

"No trouble at all... You saved my husband's life. My family is poor, we don't have anything valuable, this is the only thing we can do well... Dr. Ye, please don't mind, these shoes are breathable and comfortable to wear."

A pair of cloth shoes.

In an era that idolizes leather shoes and Dacron, these multi-layered soles, with their earthy feel, seem somewhat rustic.

But none of the people present dared to show any disdain.

Ye Zhen did not refuse.

She solemnly reached out her hands, took the cloth shoes, and then gently held them in her arms as if they were some rare treasure.

"Thank you, ma'am."

Ye Zhen's voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly throughout the room: "This is the most precious gift I've ever received since I became a doctor."

This scene was too glaring.

One was a hospital expert, and the other was an elderly rural woman half-buried in the loess soil.

There is no superiority, only equality and respect.

Many young nurses secretly wiped away tears, and even Zhou Hai, the hospital director who was used to seeing big scenes, couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat.

This is called medical ethics.

This is the human heart.

Left out in the cold, Lin Weihua felt like a clown jumping around in frustration. Jealousy, shame, and anger mingled together, causing him to completely rip off his mask of civility.

"Ye Zhen!"

Lin Weihua suddenly stepped forward and blocked Ye Zhen's path.

"Stop putting on this 'police and civilians are one family' act!"

His voice was sharp and filled with exasperation. "Please answer my question directly! In Qingyun County, where there aren't even CT scanners available, you performed craniotomy on a villager without authorization. What medical management regulations did you follow?"

"You dared to use a retired hero as your guinea pig without expert evaluation! What if he dies on stage? Who will be responsible? This isn't just a violation of regulations; it's a lack of organization and discipline! It's a disregard for life!"

The hall fell silent for a moment.

It has to be said that Lin Weihua was extremely harsh in this accusation.

In this era, official documents and organizational principles can sometimes be overwhelming.

In the corner, a glimmer of hope flashed in Zhao Tiancheng's ashen eyes.

Yes! That's it! Stick to the fact that she broke the rules! Stick to the fact that she's a radical!

If this is proven true, even if she saves 10,000 people, her merits will not outweigh her faults!

Ye Zhen finally turned her head.

She looked at Lin Weihua, her clear, star-like eyes showing no panic, only a detached indifference that seemed to have seen through the ways of the world.

"You're asking me for my basis?"

Ye Zhen turned slightly to the side and pointed with her hand.

The direction of his finger was precisely the banner that Yan Hua and Zhao Haifeng were holding.

Red background with gold lettering, shining brightly.

A peerless hero, a god of high rank.

"My basis is that if we hadn't saved them, the grass on their graves would be two feet tall by now."

Ye Zhen's voice was calm, yet it struck everyone's heart like a heavy hammer.

"Medical regulations are meant to standardize procedures, not to provide doctors with a shield to absolve themselves of responsibility, much less to allow patients to wait in despair and die."

She took a step closer, and the chilling aura emanating from her made Lin Weihua instinctively back away.

"When a brain herniation forms and intracranial hypertension approaches a critical point, death will not give the patient any extra time; even the King of Hell doesn't look at official documents when taking someone!"

"In the face of life, if so-called 'procedures' become shackles that block the hope of survival, then breaking them is my sacred duty as a doctor!"

Ye Zhen's gaze was like a knife: "Reporter Lin, the pen in your hand is for recording the truth, not for killing. When you sit in your office with the heater on, using the word 'violation of regulations' to judge the struggle between life and death, have you ever thought about—behind each of those cold, hard statistics, are broken families?"

boom!

These words were powerful and thought-provoking.

This is like kicking someone in the face after it's already swollen.

Lin Weihua used the rules as a command, while Ye Zhen directly elevated the issue to the level of "human life and death".

"Well said!"

Yan Hua shouted loudly, clapping with tears in his eyes.

"Get out!"

Li Dazhu was a rough man who didn't understand grand principles, but he knew who was good to him and who wanted to harm his benefactor. He brandished his fists, the size of sandbags, like an enraged bull, shouting, "You're not welcome here! Go back to your office!"

"Yes! Get lost!"

"Anyone who dares to write bad things about Dr. Ye is going against the tens of thousands of people in Qingyun County!"

"What kind of bullshit reporter is that? I think they just want to harm people! They're heartless!"

The sentiment is exciting.

A dozen or so villagers gathered around, their angry faces forming an insurmountable wall.

The spittle was almost enough to drown Lin Weihua.

Lin Weihua was scared.

He was truly terrified. Wherever he went for interviews before, he was always treated to fine tea and cigarettes. He had never seen such a cannibalistic scene before.

He felt that he was not facing a group of farmers, but a surging public opinion, a giant wave that could capsize a boat.

The pen in his hand was as brittle as a rotten straw in the face of this force.

"You...you're barbaric..." Lin Weihua stammered, trying to back away, but tripped and fell flat on his backside in a sorry state.

My glasses fell off, and my notebook flew away.

He was surrounded by disdainful looks, as if he were a rat crossing the street.

"Go...go quickly..."

He scrambled to pick up his glasses, not even bothering to wipe the dust off, and fled in panic under the security guard's disdainful gaze, completely devoid of the swagger he had displayed earlier.

in the corner.

As Zhao Tiancheng watched this scene, his legs trembled uncontrollably, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

lost.

Utter defeat.

He had originally hoped that Lin Weihua's "knife" would kill Ye Zhen, but unexpectedly, the knife not only became dull but also stabbed him, leaving him covered in blood.

Looking at Ye Zhen, who was surrounded by everyone and treated like a star, Zhao Tiancheng felt a bottomless fear for the first time.

The girl who used to follow him around timidly has now grown to a height that he can only look up to and cannot even shake.

She radiates light.

The light was so blinding that it made even a rat hiding in the gutter have nowhere to hide.

"Aren't you leaving? Are you waiting to get beaten to death?"

Lin Wan bit her lip hard, her once innocent and pure face now twisted in a frightening way.

The jealousy in her eyes was almost overflowing, and her nails dug deep into her flesh.

Ye Zhen... Ye Zhen!

Why should everyone side with you? Why should even these common folk treat you like a god?

She is not reconciled!

But at this moment, Lin Wan dared not linger. She grabbed the absent-minded Zhao Tiancheng, and like two stray dogs, they slunk away through the side door.

The turmoil subsided.

Order was restored in the hall, but the atmosphere became unusually warm.

Looking at the scene before him, Zhou Hai felt a mix of emotions, but mostly an indescribable sense of pride.

He stepped forward and solemnly accepted the banner inscribed with "Unparalleled Hero of the Nation" from Yan Hua.

These eight words carry a weight heavier than a thousand pounds.

"Dean Zhou, we can only give this banner to you," Yan Hua said. "Comrade Ye Zhen is a benefactor of Qingyun County and an excellent doctor trained by our main hospital. The main hospital deserves this banner!"

Zhou Hai turned to look at Ye Zhen.

Ye Zhen remained calm, as if the dramatic confrontation just moments before had nothing to do with her. She simply held the pair of cloth shoes quietly, her eyes clear and bright.

"Ye Zhen..." Zhou Hai's voice was a little hoarse, "Well done."

"Of course," Ye Zhen replied calmly. "I'm a doctor."

Just these four words.

I am a doctor.

Zhou Hai took a deep breath, his gaze sweeping across the entire room before finally settling on Ye Zhen's young yet resolute profile.

He knew that from this day forward, no one in the entire medical community of Beicheng would be able to question Ye Zhen's qualifications.

At this moment, all qualifications and age became a joke.

The will of the people is the will of Heaven.

This girl has become a legend.