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

The following day, at the district cultural center.

Today, Chen Zhuo specially changed into a brand-new navy blue Zhongshan suit, with a fountain pen clipped to his pocket. He walked with the air of a smug "prospective son-in-law of the Gu family".

"Xiao Chen, someone's looking for you. They're in the alley behind the back gate," the old man guarding the gatehouse called out, poking his head out.

Chen Zhuo straightened his collar, wondering if Gu Linlin had come to deliver the receipts to him again, and walked around to the back door with a big smile on his face.

Outside the back door, an inconspicuous military jeep was parked. Two expressionless men, with postures as straight as javelins, were leaning against the car smoking.

"Chen Zhuo?" One of them stubbed out his cigarette, his voice like sandpaper scraping.

"It's me. May I ask who you two are...?"

Before he could finish speaking, two soldiers grabbed his arms like pincers from the left and right, moving with lightning speed, and shoved him into the back seat of the car.

"Hey! What are you doing? This is robbery! I'm a government official!" Chen Zhuo struggled in terror, only to find that the other party's grip was frighteningly strong.

"A government official? You can talk about positions after you get out of that room alive."

The jeep sped off and stopped in front of a secluded warehouse.

Chen Zhuo was pushed into the room, which was dimly lit, with only a high-wattage incandescent bulb hanging in the center of the room, illuminating a small patch of pale light.

Gu Zheng sat in the shadows at the edge of the light and shadow, his head down, intently wiping a military triangular bayonet.

The blade reflected a cold arc of light under the lamp, which was reflected in Chen Zhuo's violently trembling pupils.

"Brother...Brother-in-law..." Chen Zhuo's legs went weak, and he knelt on the ground with a thud. "Is there some misunderstanding? If I said anything wrong at the dinner table last night, I apologize to you and sister-in-law. Please don't..."

"My wife says it's hepatitis, so it's hepatitis."

Gu Zheng spoke, his voice hoarse, like thunder rolling in an abyss. He slowly raised his head, his sharp, eagle-like eyes fixed on Chen Zhuo. "You had someone else take your blood test during the pre-employment physical exam? You hid it pretty well in your file. What, do you think we Gu family members are blind, or do you think liver disease can't be transmitted to us?"

Chen Zhuo's excuses caught in his throat, and cold sweat poured down his face like a tap: "No... that was a misdiagnosis! I truly love Linlin..."

"Really?" Gu Zheng stood up, twirling the triangular dagger nimbly between his fingertips before plunging it into the crack in the concrete floor beneath Chen Zhuo's crotch.

With a "bang," sparks flew everywhere.

"You know perfectly well that you have active hepatitis B, yet you still serve food to Linlin at the Gu family's table, trying to get attention with your virus-covered saliva." Gu Zheng stepped on his fingers from above, gradually increasing the pressure, and Chen Zhuo let out a bloodcurdling scream.

"I'll give you two choices." Gu Zheng squatted down and exhaled a smoke ring. "One, write a guarantee that you will voluntarily give up your relationship with Gu Linlin, and then get out of Beijing."

"Second, I'll throw you into the Wild Wolf Gully in the North Mountain today. By this time next year, I guarantee you won't even find a trace of your bones."

Looking at Gu Zheng's face, which resembled that of a demon, Chen Zhuo finally understood that in this man's eyes, his life was worth less than a blade of grass. His hands trembled as he frantically grabbed the paper and pen from the ground, crying and shouting, "I'll write! I'll write! I'll get out right now!"

……

In the afternoon, at the Gu family's old house.

Grandpa Gu's phone has been ringing off the hook with calls, all from people complaining.

"Dad, has Gu Zheng gone mad? He kidnapped that Chen family kid in the street, and Linlin is still crying in the hospital, threatening to commit suicide!" Gu Zheng's fourth uncle, who is also Gu Linlin's father, complained to the old man on the phone.

Grandpa Gu's face was ashen, and his fingers holding the receiver trembled slightly. He looked at Ye Zhen sitting opposite him, who was quietly pruning a pot of withered wintersweet. Her composure gave this veteran who had fought the enemy a sense of peace.

Gu Zheng pushed the door open and entered, his murderous aura still lingering.

"Explain yourself," said Old Master Gu, hanging up the phone with a stern tone.

Gu Zheng walked to Ye Zhen's side and helped her straighten the cut branches before answering without turning his head: "Grandpa, that boy is sick, and it's contagious. He not only tricked her into marriage, but he also wanted to drag Linlin down with him, and even wanted to drag our whole family down with him. I'm already doing you a favor by not killing him."

Old Master Gu's pupils contracted: "Is it that serious?"

Ye Zhen put down the rag, turned to look directly at the old man, and said in a calm but professional voice, "Sir, hepatitis B is almost incurable at present. Not only can it be transmitted through blood, but high concentrations of the virus can also have a very high infection rate through daily saliva contact. If Linlin really gets infected, her life will be ruined."

Just then, Gu Linlin burst in from outside, rushing towards Ye Zhen like a madwoman: "Ye Zhen! Are you satisfied now? Chen Zhuo wrote a letter saying he wanted to break off our relationship, and you drove him away! You jinx, how dare you ruin my happiness!"

She clutched Chen Zhuo's "letter of repentance" tightly in her hand, crying her heart out.

Ye Zhen stood up without backing down, and instead walked step by step toward Gu Linlin.

"I'm trying to help you," Ye Zhen said.

"Help me?" Gu Linlin sneered.

She rushed to the center of the living room and slammed a lab report onto the table.

"Grandpa, look carefully! The hospital test results show I'm perfectly fine!" She pointed at Ye Zhen, her voice shrill. "Ye Zhen! Aren't you a miracle doctor? Aren't you supposed to be able to determine life or death at a glance? What do you say now? You're a fraud! You're jealous of me, jealous that Chen Zhuo is more educated than you, so you resort to such despicable means to curse us!"

Seeing that Ye Zhen remained silent, her arrogance intensified: "You treat me like a fool, you treat your whole family like fools! Now the evidence is right here, how dare you still stay in the Gu family? Get out!"

Ye Zhen looked at the test results, breathed a sigh of relief, and calmly said, "It's good that you're alright."

"What do you mean 'it's alright'?" Gu Linlin screamed. "You kidnapped me to get a blood test, threatened my boyfriend, and broke us up. And you just say 'it's alright' and call it a day? You're wrong! You have to apologize to me and Chen Zhuo!"

The atmosphere in the living room froze at freezing point.

Gu Zheng remained silent, coldly watching Gu Linlin put on her performance. Only when she uttered the word "apology" did he slowly take something out of his pocket.

It was a thick stack of photocopies of medical records, stamped with the official seal of the General Hospital of the Military Region.

He casually tossed the medical record onto the table, which landed squarely on top of Gu Linlin's flimsy lab report.

"An apology?" Gu Zheng smirked, his eyes devoid of any warmth. "Then read it aloud first, what is this?"

Gu Linlin picked up the medical record with suspicion, and after just one glance, the color drained from her face instantly.

The line of printed words on it burned into her eyes like a branding iron.

[Diagnosis: Chronic hepatitis B (HBeAg positive), active viral replication phase.]

"No...it can't be..." Her hand went limp, the medical records scattered all over the floor, and she collapsed to the ground, her eyes glazed over, muttering to herself, "He lied to me...you all lied to me..."

Gu Zheng walked to Ye Zhen's side, not even glancing at Gu Linlin on the ground, and said in a tone of unprecedented gentleness, "Wife, your hand is tired from holding the scissors for so long, let me help you."