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

The next morning, a ray of sunlight shone through the gap in the curtains onto the empty milk glass on the bedside table.

Ye Zhen opened her eyes, and the flamboyant handwriting on the note from last night involuntarily surfaced in her mind—"Go to sleep early, future Grandmaster Ye."

She reached out, her fingertips touching the still-warm glass, and a slight, involuntary smile played on her lips. This tenderness, both domineering and clumsy, was like an invisible hand, quietly plucking the deepest chord in her heart.

"Knock knock knock!"

"Zhenzhen, are you up?" Gu Zheng's voice came from outside the door, clear and bright, as if he had just finished his morning exercise.

Ye Zhen got up and opened the door. Gu Zheng was wearing a military green vest and shorts, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and his bronze skin glowed healthily in the morning light. He leaned against the door frame, looking at her intently, his eyes almost overflowing with an intense possessiveness.

"Change your clothes, I'll take you somewhere." He said without waiting for a reply, "Let's go to the military compound. My sworn brothers are all clamoring to see you."

Ye Zhen instantly understood his intentions. This wasn't a visit to her brother; it was clearly a trip to inspect her territory and declare his sovereignty. She didn't refuse, calmly nodding, "Okay."

Half an hour later, the black SUV drove into the heavily guarded military compound. Under the sunlight, loud slogans echoed from the training ground, and the air was filled with a strong and masculine atmosphere.

Downstairs in the dormitory building, several young military officers in civilian clothes were already waiting there. They were all tall and straight like pine trees, with sharp eyes like eagles. As soon as they saw Gu Zheng's car, they surrounded him.

"Hey! Boss, you're pretty fast!" A dark-skinned man with a hearty smile took the lead, peering into the passenger seat. His eyes met Ye Zhen's, and he immediately let out a loud whistle. "Is this the legendary sister-in-law? My goodness, she's even more stunning in person than in the photos!"

"Hello, sister-in-law!" The others shouted in unison, their voices so loud they sounded like marching drills, making the leaves of the surrounding trees rustle.

Ye Zhen's cheeks flushed slightly from the overly enthusiastic cheers. But she didn't flinch, nor did she hide behind Gu Zheng. She calmly opened the car door, stood tall and confidently facing the curious and inquisitive gazes, and said in a clear and calm voice, "Hello, my name is Ye Zhen."

There was not a trace of pettiness in her demeanor; she was as calm as if she were receiving guests in her own living room.

The seasoned officers were stunned. They had expected Gu Zheng to find a delicate beauty, but instead, they found a cool, capable, and commanding young woman. In an instant, their teasing and jokes turned into genuine admiration.

Their leader, the devil king, has a truly sharp eye!

A sense of unprecedented satisfaction and pride welled up in Gu Zheng's heart, even more exhilarating than winning a tough battle. He stretched out his long arm and naturally pulled Ye Zhen into his embrace, his arm tightly around her shoulders, as if displaying his most precious treasure.

He raised his chin and declared domineeringly to his gang, "Look closely, all of you, from now on this is your only sister-in-law. Anyone who dares to disrespect her, I'll skin them alive!"

Just as the group of rough men were making a ruckus and the atmosphere was getting lively, an untimely, charming female voice suddenly broke the harmony.

"Brother Gu Zheng!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw two young girls walking briskly towards them.

The one walking in front wore an eye-catching red dress, had her hair tied in a high ponytail, fair skin, and striking features; she exuded an air of arrogance and spoiled childhood. Behind her followed Gu Linlin, who wore a gloating expression.

"It's Song's Sisi!" the dark-faced man whispered to his comrade beside him. "This is going to be interesting."

The visitor was none other than Song Sisi, the star performer of the Beijing Military Region's cultural troupe and the daughter of Deputy Commander Song. She and Gu Zheng grew up in the same compound, childhood sweethearts. Everyone in the compound knew about her feelings for Gu Zheng.

Just half an hour ago, she had just returned from a performance out of town and hadn't even put down her luggage when her best friend Gu Linlin showed up at her door.

"Sisi, you're finally back!" Gu Linlin grabbed her arm, complaining indignantly, "If you hadn't come back, your brother Gu Zheng would have been seduced by that vixen from the countryside! That woman is incredibly cunning; she's got Grandpa and Grandma completely under her thumb. Now she's living at the Gu family home, and she's always with Brother Gu Zheng!"

Upon hearing this, Song Sisi's anger flared up instantly. She threw her bag onto the sofa, hands on her hips, eyebrows raised sharply: "What vixen? I'll see who dares to touch the person I, Song Sisi, have set my sights on!"

And so, this scene unfolded.

Song Sisi's gaze swept past everyone and was fixed on the hand that Gu Zheng was holding Ye Zhen with.

The moment Gu Zheng saw her, his temples began to throb instinctively. He knew this "little sister" he'd grown up with all too well; she was a firecracker that would explode at the slightest provocation. He subconsciously pulled Ye Zhen closer to him, a small act of protection that completely ignited Song Sisi's fury.

She looked at Ye Zhen behind Gu Zheng. The woman was wearing a simple white shirt and jeans, with no makeup and a cold temperament. Although she was beautiful, she exuded a kind of "poor and shabby" air that was out of place here.

"Brother Gu Zheng, what do you mean by this? Are you afraid I'll eat her?" Song Sisi's gaze swept over Ye Zhen, finally landing on Gu Zheng's face. Her eyes quickly welled up with tears, a mixture of grievance and anger in them. "Who is she?"

"Sisi." Gu Zheng was at his wits' end. He hated women crying, especially the one he'd treated like a little sister since childhood. He forced a smile and explained, "This is Ye Zhen, my... lover. We're engaged."

"Lover?" Song Sisi reacted as if she'd heard the biggest joke in the world; she simply didn't believe it. She turned to Ye Zhen, chin held high, and bombarded her with questions, her tone scrutinizing and hostile: "You're that Ye Zhen? I heard you're a doctor? Which hospital? Can you get an appointment? The Lin family kicked you out, so now you have nowhere to stay and are just hanging around at my brother Gu Zheng's house?"

A barrage of questions, filled with condescending interrogation and humiliation. Gu Linlin smirked smugly, waiting to see Ye Zhen make a fool of herself.

Ye Zhen remained calm. She didn't even look at Gu Zheng, but subtly stepped back from his embrace, meeting Song Sisi's provocative gaze, and answered each question with composure: "Hello, I'm Ye Zhen. A doctor at the Beicheng Military Region General Hospital. I'm currently staying at the Gu family's house, but I'll soon have my own place to live."

Her voice was cool and clear, yet firm and resolute.

Doctors from the main hospital?

Song Sisi's prepared words suddenly caught in her throat. She had thought the other person was just a barefoot doctor from the countryside, but she didn't expect him to be so important and have such a strong presence.

Her spoiled nature prevented her from admitting defeat so easily. Her eyes darted around, and suddenly an idea struck her. She put on a smile: "Oh, that's impressive! Perfect, I've been experiencing knee discomfort lately while dancing, and even the medic in our unit can't figure it out. Dr. Ye, why don't you take a look at it for me in front of everyone?"

This was blatant harassment. Gu Linlin chuckled to herself, thinking Song Sisi's tactic was truly brilliant.

"Sisi, stop messing around!" Gu Zheng's face darkened, and he was about to speak when Ye Zhen gently pressed his arm and shook her head at him almost imperceptibly.

She walked towards Song Sisi, her clear, cold eyes instantly turning sharp as she began to scrutinize the "patient" before her.

"Okay. Now, stand on one leg, relax your body, and then slowly squat down."

Song Sisi felt a jolt of fear under her professional gaze, but having already spoken, she could only grit her teeth and do as she was told. She had only squatted halfway down when a slight "click" came from her knee, accompanied by a familiar soreness that made her sway and almost lose her balance.

"No need to try anymore." Ye Zhen already understood. "Grade II meniscus injury, accompanied by patellar chondromalacia. If I'm not mistaken, every time you jump and land, your knee feels like it's giving way and losing strength, and the pain worsens on rainy days. Your right leg is more severe than your left."

Song Sisi's expression changed from disdain to astonishment, and finally to utter shock.

Every symptom Ye Zhen described was exactly the same as her own! She even mentioned the detail that her right leg was more serious than her own, which she had never told anyone! She consulted several experts, but none of them could have described it so accurately!

"How...how did you know?!" she stammered, her voice no longer carrying the arrogance of before.

"Dancing is your profession, and this is your occupational hazard, quite typical." Ye Zhen's tone regained the calmness and professionalism of a doctor, yet carried an unquestionable authority. "If you don't want to retire at thirty due to injuries, immediately stop all high-intensity training and receive systematic acupuncture and physical therapy. I can prescribe a formula for you later; start by resting for three months."

These words were like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing all of Song Sisi's arrogance.

Not only was Song Sisi stunned, but even Gu Linlin and the group of soldiers who were watching the scene were speechless. They had thought it would be a fierce battle between two women for one man, but how did it turn into a consultation by a national-level expert? This Ye Zhen is completely unpredictable!

Song Sisi was straightforward. Although she was unhappy that Ye Zhen had stolen Gu Zheng from her, she genuinely admired Ye Zhen's medical skills. Looking at Ye Zhen, most of the hostility in her eyes dissipated, replaced by a complex curiosity.

She moved closer to Gu Zheng, nudged him with her elbow, and whispered, as if telling a secret, "Hey, Gu Zheng, tell me honestly, how did you, this big, burly guy who can't do anything but fight, manage to win over such a capable wife?"

This question successfully pleased Gu Zheng.

He once again forcefully pulled Ye Zhen into his arms, resting his chin triumphantly on the top of her head, raising an eyebrow at Song Sisi, his face brimming with undisguised smugness and boastfulness.

"Because I'm shameless," he chuckled, his voice not loud but loud enough for everyone present to hear, "and also because I'm lucky that she saved me, and now I'm clinging to her."

His arms were wrapped tightly around her, and Ye Zhen could clearly smell the scent of sunshine mixed with sweat on his body, a strong masculine aroma enveloping her. Her cheeks, against her will, began to burn again.