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

The red light outside the operating room went out, but the tension in the corridor was even stronger than before.

The team from Xiehe Hospital was led by Vice President Wu Wenqing, a top thoracic surgeon in China, a man who usually held himself in high esteem. At this moment, he was staring intently at Ye Zhen's back with the eyes of someone looking at a rare treasure, his gaze so fervent that he seemed to want to pack Ye Zhen up and take her away on the spot.

"Comrade Ye!" Vice Dean Wu rushed forward, completely ignoring Zhang Guohua, whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and his hands even trembled slightly as he tried to shake Ye Zhen's hand. "I'm Wu Wenqing from Peking Union Medical College Hospital. That surgery just now... it was breathtaking! It was simply art! Especially that endoscopic suturing technique, how did you manage to maintain a three-dimensional sense of space in a two-dimensional image?"

Just as Ye Zhen was about to speak, a large hand intervened. Gu Zheng subtly pulled Ye Zhen half a step closer to him, avoiding Wu Wenqing's overly enthusiastic physical contact.

"Dean Wu, please speak." Gu Zheng said with a half-smile, "My family member is shy."

Shy?

Just now, when she was wielding a scalpel and wreaking havoc in Commander He's kneecaps, she didn't seem shy at all.

Wu Wenqing wasn't embarrassed at all. He pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and said in a tone so sincere it could melt hearts, "Xiao Ye, are you interested in joining our cooperation program? As long as you agree, I'll grant you special approval for your employment, residency, and housing! Whatever equipment you need, whether it's German or American, I'll go to the Ministry of Foreign Trade and Economic Cooperation tomorrow and demand foreign exchange quotas. I'll get it all for you within three months... no, within a month!"

So they've already started undermining us? Or are they doing it openly?

Dean Zhang Guohua immediately lost his temper.

He stood in front of Ye Zhen like a mother hen protecting her chicks, pointing his finger at Wu Wenqing and yelling, "Old Wu, have you no shame? This is the operating room of our military hospital! This person is one of ours! You're trying to poach him right in front of me, believe me, I'll have the guard company kick you out!"

"One of your people?" Wu Wenqing sneered, a shrewdness typical of intellectuals. "Old Zhang, don't try to fool me. I've inquired; this girl's file isn't in your main hospital. She's on loan, isn't she?"

Zhang Guohua's heart skipped a beat.

Oh no, we've been exposed.

Seeing Zhang Guohua's expression stiffen, Wu Wenqing was overjoyed and turned to his assistant behind him, shouting, "Quick! Find out where Dr. Ye Zhen's organizational affiliation is! Even if it's far away, send me the transfer order!"

"No need to check." Ye Zhen said calmly, her voice revealing the weariness and detachment of someone who had just come off the operating table. "I'm from the Beicheng Military Region Hospital."

"Beicheng?" Wu Wenqing was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed. "That field hospital in the remote mountains? Oh dear, what a waste! It's like throwing a piece of gold into a coal pile! Xiao Ye, you coming to Xiehe is like a dragon entering the sea. What future can you have in a place like that?"

Zhang Guohua was getting anxious; he was genuinely anxious.

He knew better than anyone what that surgery meant. Once arthroscopic technology is widely adopted, it will be a revolution in the field of orthopedics. This is not just about technology; it's about achievements, honor, and the hope for countless wounded soldiers to return to their units!

"Wu Wenqing! How dare you!" Zhang Guohua grabbed Wu Wenqing by the collar. "Even if she's in Beicheng, she's still part of our military system! She's my subordinate unit! It's our place at the hospital; what right do you local hospitals have to interfere?"

"Medicine knows no borders, and certainly no distinction between military and civilian sectors!" Wu Wenqing retorted sharply, spittle flying from his lips. "Whoever can provide the best research environment is qualified to have this kind of talent!" "Your hospital doesn't even have a decent arthroscopy machine, and you dare to poach people?"

"Who says there aren't any! I'll go grab one right now... and apply for one!"

Two medical giants, whose combined age is over a hundred, were arguing heatedly in the corridor, their faces flushed and their manners completely lacking.

The surrounding doctors and nurses all kept their eyes down, barely daring to breathe. If this scene were to get out, it would definitely be headline news in the medical community.

Gu Zheng looked down at the little woman in his arms. She was looking down, seemingly studying the buttons on her military coat, showing no interest in this top-level battle for her future.

"Are you hungry?" Gu Zheng asked in a low voice.

"Mmm." Ye Zhen nodded and honestly touched her belly.

"Okay, let them argue, let's go." Gu Zheng put his arm around her waist and started to walk out.

"stop!"

"Don't go!"

The two old men roared in unison.

Wu Wenqing reacted swiftly, shouting to his assistant behind him, "Answer the phone! Connect me to the director's office at the Beicheng Military Region Hospital! Even if you have to burn the phone line, get it connected!"

Seeing this, Zhang Guohua abandoned all pretense of decorum, rushed over, and slammed the phone down: "Let's see who dares to answer!"

"Old Zhang, you're just feeling guilty!"

"I was doing this to uphold military discipline!"

Just as the two were at an impasse, the phone rang abruptly.

It's a long-distance call transferred from an internal line.

The head nurse held the receiver tremblingly: "Director Zhang... Director Zhang, it's a call from Director Zhou Hai of the Beicheng Military Region Hospital. He said... he said he heard that Commander He's surgery was completed and he's here to find out about the situation."

The entire room fell silent.

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao.

Zhang Guohua answered the phone: "Hello! Is this Zhou Hai? This is Zhang Guohua! The surgery was a great success!"

The Beicheng Military Region Hospital, located thousands of miles away.

Zhou Hai was sitting at the peeling desk, holding an enamel mug in his hands, legs crossed, a smile on his face.

"Oh dear, Dean Zhang?" Zhou Hai's voice instantly became fearful and trembling, carrying a strong rural accent. "You sound like you're angry with someone! Did our Xiao Ye cause trouble in Beijing? Oh dear, that girl is young and impetuous. If she did something wrong, like breaking some bottles or jars, please feel free to criticize her. The hospital will cover the medical expenses..."

"What compensation?!" Wu Wenqing grabbed the phone impatiently, interrupting him. "Dean Zhou, this is Wu Wenqing from Peking Union Medical College Hospital. I need people! We need to transfer Ye Zhen to Peking Union Medical College Hospital! Name your price! We'll donate a batch of equipment to your hospital, and we can also provide you with ten targeted training opportunities!"

Zhou Hai raised an eyebrow at this point.

That's a big investment.

But his tone became even more "troubled": "This... this is Dean Wu, this is difficult. Xiao Ye is a pillar of our hospital, and she's in the military, this is a cross-system transfer..."

"Old Zhou! Don't listen to him!"

A noisy struggle came from the other end of the phone, followed by Zhang Guohua's roar that made Zhou Hai's ears ring.

"Zhou Hai! You old bastard, listen up! Ye Zhen is someone our main hospital has its eye on, and I've already reported it to the military region's Party committee! If you dare let her go to Xiehe Hospital, I'll cut half of your hospital's budget next year! And I'll fire your lousy director!"

Zhou Hai moved the microphone a little further away, picked at his ear, and his smile deepened.

See, this is what they call a rare commodity that can be hoarded.

He slowly spoke into the microphone, "Old leader, please calm down. How could I dare? I'm just a small temple, how could I possibly keep such a great bodhisattva? But..."

He changed the subject, his tone becoming somewhat helpless: "Xiao Ye is stubborn. If she's not happy, even if I sign off on her release, she can still quit. Perhaps... you two leaders could ask her opinion?"

The ball was kicked back.

Moreover, it was a gold-plated ball.

In the corridor, everyone's eyes were once again focused on Ye Zhen.

Wu Wenqing said hopefully, "Xiao Ye, Xiehe's platform is number one in the country!"

Zhang Guohua gritted his teeth: "Ye Zhen, you're a military family member! The General Hospital has the best resources in the entire army!"

Ye Zhen sighed softly.

She was really hungry.

She raised her head, her cool eyes sweeping over the faces of the two titans, her tone as calm as if she were discussing the weather.

"I won't go to Peking Union Medical College Hospital, nor will I stay at the main hospital."

What?!

The two old men were dumbfounded.

"I'm in the North City," Ye Zhen said casually, straightening her cuffs. "It's a nice place, quiet, no one argues. And..."

She glanced at Gu Zheng beside her, a faint smile playing on her lips: "My patient is still there."

Gu Zheng's lips instantly curled into an arrogant smile.

He had one hand in his pocket, his gaze sweeping over the entire room, his expression seemingly saying: Did you hear that? I'm the core competitive advantage.

"However," Ye Zhen changed the subject, looking at Wu Wenqing, "Dean Wu just said he wanted to donate equipment?"

Wu Wenqing was taken aback: "Ah...yes, if you come..."

"I can't go," Ye Zhen interrupted him. "But I can bring the technical expertise. I can compile the arthroscopic procedures into a booklet and also come to Beijing regularly to teach. In exchange, Dean Wu shouldn't go back on his word about the equipment, right?"

This is... a scheme to get something for nothing?

No, this is called technology exchange.

Wu Wenqing opened his mouth, wanting to refuse, but when he thought of that miraculous skill, he couldn't bring himself to say no. This girl was manipulating him!

"Give it to me!" Wu Wenqing gritted his teeth. "As long as you're willing to teach, I'll provide the equipment!"

Ye Zhen nodded in satisfaction, then turned to Zhang Guohua: "Dean Zhang, the main hospital's funding..."

"Here, here, here! I'll give you whatever you want!" Zhang Guohua glared at him, annoyed. "You little rascal, you're more cunning than a lotus root! Who taught you that?"

Who else could it be? Of course, it's that sly old fox Zhou Hai on the other end of the phone, who's secretly laughing.

"Then it's settled."

Ye Zhen made the decision, turned around, and the movement was swift and decisive.

"Gu Zheng, let's go."

Watching the two figures walk away, Zhang Guohua and Wu Wenqing exchanged a glance, both seeing a deep sense of defeat and an even deeper... admiration in each other's eyes.

"This girl is going to be something special in the future," Wu Wenqing exclaimed.

Zhang Guohua snorted, grabbed the phone, and yelled at Zhou Hai, who was still on the line, "Zhou Hai! You better keep a close eye on him! If a single hair on his head is missing, I'll skin you alive! Also, I want to see the application materials for Ye Zhen's application to become a Level 1 Technical Expert on my desk first thing tomorrow morning!"

On the other end of the phone, Zhou Hai laughed like a fox who had stolen a chicken: "Yes, sir! Don't worry, old boss, I'll treat her like royalty."