This person is clearly a male protagonist in a female-oriented novel, yet he is excessively lucid.

The next morning, as dawn broke over the city skyline, the air still carried a slight chill.

Yu Chenzhou drove Xiao Yilin smoothly to the company building, watched her enter the building, and then turned the car around and drove home.

But as soon as he drove onto the main road, he received a call from the city's Economic Crime Investigation Division. They asked him to come to the city bureau, saying that their director wanted to talk to him.

Upon hearing this notification, Yu Chenzhou showed no surprise, as if he had long anticipated this day would come.

His fingers on the steering wheel paused slightly, then he replied in a deep voice, "Okay, I'll be right there."

There were no further questions, nor was there any indication of refusal.

Just as Yu Chenzhou hung up the phone with the Economic Crime Investigation Department and was about to turn on his turn signal and change lanes toward the Municipal Public Security Bureau, his phone screen lit up again, this time with a voice message.

The message was sent by Qian Liqun; it was neither too long nor too short, but it was very important:

Dean Zhang He's son went for a physical examination this morning and was found to have a growth on his liver.

The hospital's initial diagnosis was a tumor, but its nature, whether benign or malignant, could not be determined at present. Further enhanced CT scans and pathological biopsies are needed for a final determination.

Qian Liqun added that after Zhang He learned that his son had been diagnosed with a tumor, his face turned deathly pale, but he managed to arrange the subsequent examinations.

He then went into his office alone, closed the door, and made phone calls for more than half an hour, during which the sound of things being smashed could be faintly heard.

After understanding the situation, Yu Chenzhou's lips curled into a very faint smile, a smile that carried a hint of understanding and a touch of mockery, clearly an expression of "as expected."

He murmured softly, "Let the storm rage on."

His voice wasn't loud, but it conveyed a fearless confidence.

Based on the information brought by Qian Liqun and the sudden summons from the Economic Crime Investigation Department, Yu Chenzhou already understood that the Municipal Economic Crime Investigation Department's call for him was most likely related to Zhang He's behind-the-scenes operations.

Half an hour later, Yu Chenzhou arrived at the Municipal Bureau.

Old Liu, who had led the team to the hospital to see him last time, was already waiting at the door. Seeing him arrive, he immediately stepped forward to lead the way, taking him to the door of an office and introducing him:

"Dr. Yu, this is Fang Jun, the director of our municipal bureau."

Director Fang, this is Dr. Yu Chenzhou.

"Director Fang, Dr. Yu, you two can talk slowly. I have an urgent matter to attend to, so I won't disturb you any longer."

After saying that, Old Liu turned around and quickly left.

As he reached the door, he deliberately slowed his pace and gently closed the office door.

Inside the office, Fang Jun was sitting behind his desk reviewing documents. Seeing Yu Chenzhou enter, he immediately put down his pen, stood up, and greeted him warmly.

"Dr. Yu, please, have a seat here."

I don't know if you remember, but we've actually met several times before, always at the entrance of the operating room in the hospital.

I have a very deep impression of your voice, you could even say it's very familiar, because every time I hear your voice, my heart, which has been hanging in suspense, can completely relax, and I feel incredibly at ease.

As they spoke, Fang Jun walked to the reception area, picked up the kettle, poured Yu Chenzhou a cup of hot tea, and handed it to him with a kind smile on his face.

Yu Chenzhou took the teacup and sat down on the sofa opposite Fang Jun. He took a small sip of the hot tea before slowly responding:

"We have indeed met a few times. Although we haven't had any formal exchanges, I can roughly guess that the sentence Director Fang heard me say most often was: 'Don't worry, the surgery went smoothly, and the patient is now out of danger.'"

His tone was very calm, as if he were simply stating a trivial matter.

"That's right, that's the sentence."

Fang Jun also sat down on the sofa, his eyes filled with a hint of reminiscence.

"Several times in the past, when my colleagues from the bureau were injured and sent to the hospital, I was waiting outside the operating room and heard you say this to their families after you came out."

If I remember correctly, I've heard you say that phrase sixteen times over the years.

Fang Jun's gaze fell on Yu Chenzhou, his tone filled with sighs and undisguised gratitude.

Each of these sixteen sentences represents the saving of a precious life, signifying that Yu Chenzhou snatched sixteen of his comrades from the clutches of death.

"The duty of the police is to protect the safety of the people, and I am one of the ordinary people who are protected by this duty."

As a doctor, saving lives is my job, and there's nothing particularly special about it, so Director Fang doesn't need to be so polite.

Yu Chenzhou gently placed the teacup on the coffee table, the bottom of the cup making a soft sound as it touched the surface. His expression remained calm, without the slightest hint of arrogance.

Upon hearing this answer, Fang Jun was visibly taken aback, seemingly not expecting Yu Chenzhou to be so calm.

He paused, picked up the kettle again to refill Yu Chenzhou's water supply, and then asked:

"For Dr. Yu, is being a doctor merely a job to make a living?"

"Otherwise what?"

Yu Chenzhou looked up at Fang Jun with a calm gaze and a tone that carried a sense of matter-of-fact questioning, as if the question itself did not require much thought.

Looking at the frankness in Yu Chenzhou's eyes, devoid of any pretense, Fang Jun slowly nodded and continued recounting his experiences:

"Actually, when I first chose to become a policeman, it wasn't out of my own will, but because my family always wanted me to be a policeman."

When I first put on the police uniform, I really only regarded being a police officer as an ordinary job, and I would complete the tasks step by step.

But over time, seeing his comrades risking their lives to protect the peace of the region, and seeing the trusting smiles on the faces of the people, he felt a deep connection with them.

I don't know when it started, but I gradually came to regard this job as my ideal, wanting to do something practical for the people.

Later on, ideals gradually became integrated into daily work and transformed into a responsibility ingrained in one's very being.

So ultimately, whether you're a doctor or I'm a police officer, we're essentially just working hard in our respective positions.

Yu Chenzhou frowned slightly as he listened to Fang Jun's words, which were filled with emotion. He could hear the sincerity in Fang Jun's words, but he also sensed that the other party seemed to be about to launch into a long speech.

So he interrupted directly:

"Director Fang, if you called me here today just to discuss your professional insights or give me a political lecture, then I won't linger here any longer. I still have some things to take care of at home."

His tone carried a clear hint of speechlessness.

"What could you possibly want?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Jun's kind smile vanished instantly, and his tone became serious, carrying a hint of disappointment.

"I won't lie to you, our comrades from the Municipal Bureau have been secretly monitoring your movements all this time. Your every word and action is within our sight."

Your hands, hands that can save lives on the operating table, hands that are a gift from God, are you just going to use them to kill time playing video games?

Yu Chenzhou was somewhat bewildered by Fang Jun's sudden accusation. He raised an eyebrow and asked in return:

"Otherwise what? Do you expect me to use these hands to do things that violate the law?"

That doesn't meet the requirements of your law enforcement agency.

Seeing Yu Chenzhou's firm stance, Fang Jun stopped beating around the bush and stated his purpose directly:

"As a law enforcement agency, our core principle in handling cases is to base our decisions on evidence."

The investigation by the economic crime investigation department has indeed found no problems with you during this period, which to some extent indirectly proves your innocence.

However, in the law enforcement system, "not finding a problem" and "no problem" are two different things. We need direct evidence that can clearly prove that you have no problem.

And this evidence can only be provided by you now.

I heard that your teacher once commented on you, saying that your hands are a gift from God, and that you are the kind of genius doctor that God seems to be feeding.

Are you really content to remain idle like this, without ever wanting to return to the operating room, your battlefield?

"As long as you can proactively provide evidence to prove your innocence, we can immediately terminate all investigations against you, allowing you to return to the hospital and resume your surgical duties."

Fang Jun stared intently at Yu Chenzhou, his eyes full of anticipation. He explained the pros and cons while revealing the main purpose of his visit.

Speaking of this, Fang Jun couldn't help but feel a headache coming on.

Normally, when someone is reported and investigated, the person involved will be eager to do everything possible to prove their innocence, fearing that it will affect their future.

But Yu Chenzhou was an exception. He remained calm and composed throughout, as if he wasn't the one being investigated.

Although they verbally promised to fully cooperate with the investigation, they actually provided only irrelevant information that served no purpose as proof.

What could truly prove his innocence was his personal privacy information, but without any substantial evidence to support it, they did not meet the conditions for applying for a compulsory investigation and search warrant.

The core requirement for applying for a search warrant is "reasonable suspicion/possibility of concealing evidence." Simply put, there must be clear evidence that the person under investigation may be hiding criminal evidence.

Yu Chenzhou's situation was the opposite; he had not committed any crime, so there was no so-called "evidence of a crime," which put them in a dilemma.

"Heh, it really proves the saying: 'It's easy to make a false accusation, but you'll run yourself ragged trying to prove it!'"

Yu Chenzhou chuckled lightly, his tone full of sarcasm.

"Actually, to prove my innocence, you have an even more direct way, which is to find out who anonymously reported me and find out the truth behind the report."

It's just that you're afraid of setting a precedent and causing further trouble because the other party reported it anonymously, so you haven't dared to do it.

But what I want to tell you is that I don't have any great abilities, but I do have a relatively optimistic mindset.

In my opinion, the biggest loss from my leaving the hospital is not to me, but to the hospital.

On my very first day teaching me, my teacher solemnly told me a profound truth: You can find another job, and opportunities can be waited for, but once you lose your moral character, you can never get it back.

Yu Chenzhou met Fang Jun's gaze, his expression calm, and spoke each word clearly.

"well……"

Fang Jun sighed heavily, picked up the teacup on the table and took a big gulp of tea, but the bitter tea could not alleviate his helplessness.

"It seems I'm not going to be able to convince you today, no matter what."

To be honest, I understand the ins and outs of this, and I'm not willing to be used as a pawn or a tool in someone else's hands.

But being in this position, many things are beyond my control; I must abide by the rules, I have no choice but to follow them.

There must be something fishy going on behind Yu Chenzhou's report. Fang Jun had already guessed this, and it was most likely related to the power struggle within the hospital.

He didn't want to become a tool for others to suppress Yu Chenzhou, but the rules of law enforcement were there, and he had to follow the procedures.

But the current situation has ironically made their municipal bureau a shield for Yu Chenzhou.

As long as the economic crime investigation department's investigation into Yu Chenzhou continues, he has a legitimate reason to refuse reinstatement.

Those who tried to win him over or coerce him through various means could only watch helplessly.

Yu Chenzhou picked up his teacup, took a sip, and said meaningfully with a deep look in his eyes, "In this world, things are always a matter of what you get in return."

Some debts cannot be easily settled with a simple "it's all wiped clean." What's owed will eventually have to be repaid.

Afterwards, the two chatted about some unimportant topics for a while. Yu Chenzhou then enjoyed a peaceful morning tea in the director's office before taking his leave.

Not long after he left the Municipal Bureau, Zhang He, who had been waiting for a long time, received a phone call at the hospital.

The result from the phone call was both within Zhang He's expectations and beyond his reasoning:

Yu Chenzhou explicitly refused to provide evidence to prove his innocence, and the Economic Crime Investigation Division of the Municipal Public Security Bureau will continue to investigate him.

This result sank Zhang He's heart completely. He sat in his office, pacing anxiously back and forth several times. Finally, he gritted his teeth and dialed Yu Chenzhou's number again.

This time, Yu Chenzhou answered the phone without hesitation, his voice clearly gloating coming through the receiver:

"Is this Dr. Zhang? I just heard that your son has some liver problems. I wonder if the test results are out yet?"

Is it benign or malignant? If it's malignant, then that would be a real problem.

I also heard that your grandson is only a month old. It's so pitiful. At such a young age, how will he live without his father?

Yu Chenzhou's words were like needles piercing Zhang He's heart.

Zhang He was already troubled by his son's illness and the investigation, and upon hearing this gloating mockery, he instantly became enraged and could no longer contain himself, shouting into the phone microphone:

"Yu Chenzhou! What exactly do you want?! You don't want to harm your family, do you have to be so ruthless?"

Can't we leave each other some leeway?

"Spare the way? Dean Zhang's words are quite interesting."

Yu Chenzhou completely ignored Zhang He's anger, instead chuckled and corrected him with a hint of mockery in his tone.

"Why do you people always take things out of context when you quote profound truths?"

The complete saying "misfortune should not extend to one's family" should be "benefit one's family but bring misfortune upon them."

When you were plotting against me behind my back, why didn't you think about leaving me any room to maneuver?

Now you're turning around and telling me this logic?

Zhang He was speechless for a moment after being rebuked by Yu Chenzhou, his chest heaving violently.

He knew this wasn't the time to argue with Yu Chenzhou, so he forced himself to suppress his anger, took several deep breaths, and forced himself to calm down before getting straight to the point in a harsh tone:

"What exactly do you want? Just say it!"

My thoughts are actually very simple.

Yu Chenzhou's tone instantly turned serious, losing its previous playfulness.

"I'm a bit lazy, too lazy to find evidence to prove my innocence. How about you pass on a message to the person who reported me?"

Whoever reported me will be the one to clear my name.

Yu Chenzhou's words silenced Zhang He.

Since he was the one who instructed others to report Yu Chenzhou, he could indeed stand up and prove Yu Chenzhou's innocence, but doing so would be tantamount to asking him to turn himself in.

He originally thought that Yu Chenzhou at most wanted him to apologize publicly, give him some compensation, or make compromises at work.

Unexpectedly, the other party demanded that he turn himself in, which would undoubtedly ruin his reputation!

"You...do you even know what you're saying?!"

After a moment of silence, Zhang He asked, still unwilling to give up.

"I know exactly what I'm talking about."

Yu Chenzhou's tone was unusually firm, leaving no room for negotiation.

"Now it depends on whether you know what you should be doing."

Zhang He gripped his phone tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force. He suppressed his fear and anger, forcing out a voice as cold as ice through clenched teeth:

Are you threatening me?

"I didn't threaten you; threatening is illegal."

This was just well-intentioned advice. Actually, I could have completely ignored this matter, since I really don't want to have anything to do with people like you anymore.

But what can I do? I'm a kind-hearted person.

Although Yu Chenzhou's voice was calm, it sounded like mockery to Zhang He.

"Of course, you can also choose not to listen to advice."

After all, there are countless doctors in the world, not just me. You can always go find someone else.

After saying this, Yu Chenzhou didn't give Zhang He any chance to refute or bargain, and directly pressed the hang-up button.

The dial tone of the call being disconnected came from the receiver. Zhang He stood there, stunned, his face turning pale and then red, his chest heaving violently, but he couldn't utter a single word.

After hanging up the phone, looking at the six lottery draws he had accumulated, Yu Chenzhou couldn't help but smile slightly, a hint of pleasure flashing in his eyes.

Indeed, the most satisfying way to retaliate is to let the other party trap themselves in their own trap.