The hospital is too busy, so I'm going to join the army and become a top soldier!

From recruit training to medical company, and then from medical company to military hospital.

Shen Yan had only been in the army for a month, and the people who were thinking about him were already of increasingly higher rank!

If things continue like this, what will happen after basic training is over?

The troupe might actually hold a big meeting to discuss Shen Yan's assignment!

Just like in fantasy novels, Shen Yan is the genius disciple that every sect wants to fight over!

Zhou Jingshan, however, seemed oblivious to Zheng Guoliang's increasingly dark face, and continued to explain the conditions of the military hospital to Shen Yan.

"The microsurgery department at our military region hospital is a key department in the entire military region, not even the entire Xinjiang region!"

"We encounter many complex trauma, finger replantation, and limb replantation cases every year, and our surgical equipment and training conditions are far superior to those of grassroots units."

"After you come here, you don't need to slowly work your way up through the usual training path for young doctors."

I can personally guide you and let you participate directly in highly complex surgeries!

Zheng Guoliang's blood pressure nearly spiked upon hearing this.

Good guy.

Are they even planning to skip the standard culture process?

That old bastard Zhou Jingshan, in his eagerness to snatch people, he's really not going to follow any rules at all, is he?

"Director Zhou!"

Zheng Guoliang interrupted:

"Shen Yan just finished surgery a few hours ago, he should go back and rest."

"The regiment is still waiting for news from Han Dayong. I need to go back and report to the regimental commander as soon as possible."

Zhou Jingshan raised his wrist and glanced at the time.

"What's the rush?"

"The surgery just ended, and neither of you has eaten yet. Come on, let's go out and get something to eat first."

"I'll take this opportunity to talk to Shen Yan about the future development of microsurgery!"

Zheng Guoliang cautiously took a half step back.

Have a meal?

This is no meal!

They were clearly trying to lure Shen Yan onto the military hospital's pirate ship!

With Zhou Jingshan's current enthusiasm, if he really finishes this meal, he might even be able to arrange Shen Yan's career plan for the next ten years!

"We won't eat."

Zheng Guoliang resolutely refused.

"We have other things to do with the group, we'll leave now!"

After saying that, he grabbed Shen Yan's arm and turned to walk out.

Zhou Jingshan shouted from behind:

How long does it take to eat a meal?

"Then let's stay in the hospital cafeteria and not go outside!"

Zheng Guoliang quickened his pace.

"How dare I eat here? If I keep eating here, your hospital will detain me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Guoliang and Shen Yan disappeared around the corner of the corridor.

Zhou Jingshan watched the two figures walk away and couldn't help but laugh and curse.

"That old Zheng!"

"Why are you treating me like a thief?"

The attending physician on duty stood to the side, hesitated for a moment, and said:

"Director Zhou, Company Commander Zheng clearly doesn't want to release them."

"Shen Yan hasn't even finished his basic training yet, so his regiment probably won't easily agree to a transfer."

The smile on Zhou Jingshan's face gradually faded.

"Even if you disagree, you have to talk first."

"I've never encountered such a genius in microsurgery before in all my years!"

"It's such a waste to keep him in the military forever!"

The attending physician on duty, recalling Shen Yan's performance in front of the microscope, had no way to refute it.

That level of stability and ability to judge complex injuries cannot be simply described as a matter of talent.

Just outrageous!

If Shen Yan hadn't been wearing his new recruit uniform, who would have believed that he was a freshman at Fudan University's medical school?

Zhou Jingshan turned to look at the operating room.

"Compile Han Dayong's surgical records for this operation."

"Intraoperative images, vascular bridging details, and records of nerve and tendon repair have all been preserved."

"Especially the operations completed by Shen Yan, we can't miss them!"

The attending physician on duty nodded.

"clear."

"Also, find someone to contact the unit where Shen Yan is located."

Zhou Jingshan continued:

"First, get his enlistment documents, school records, and his performance after enlisting."

"I want to see what's so special about this kid besides his medical talent."

The attending physician on duty was somewhat surprised.

"Are you really prepared to bypass Company Commander Zheng and apply directly to their regiment?"

"Zheng Guoliang was just the company commander of the medical unit."

Zhou Jingshan said confidently:

"Shen Yan isn't his son; whether or not someone is transferred isn't up to him to decide!"

"If the regiment doesn't agree, I'll go to the division!"

"If the division doesn't agree, I'll apply to the military region for special medical personnel training!"

"With such a promising talent right in front of me, it would be irresponsible of me not to grab him!"

The attending physician on duty opened his mouth, but in the end, he didn't try to persuade him.

He felt that Director Zhou wasn't applying to transfer a new recruit.

Is it more like preparing to submit a report to rescue a national treasure that has been lost at the grassroots level?

On the other side, Zheng Guoliang led Shen Yan out of the hospital building, and only slowed down after confirming that Zhou Jingshan was not chasing after them.

The two arrived at the parking lot.

Zheng Guoliang opened the car door but did not start the vehicle immediately.

He sat in the driver's seat in silence for a moment, then turned to look at Shen Yan.

"Little Shen."

"What do you think of what Director Zhou just said?"

Shen Yan paused for a moment while fastening his seatbelt.

"What do you mean, what do you think?"

Don't play dumb with me.

Zheng Guoliang said irritably:

"He wants to transfer you to the military hospital and personally train you."

"Would you like to become a doctor here?"

After he finished speaking, Zheng Guoliang carefully observed Shen Yan's expression.

He really didn't want Zhou Jingshan to take the person away.

But if Shen Yan really wants to enter the military hospital and pursue a professional military medical career...

He couldn't forcefully stop them based on his own ideas.

Shen Yan did not answer immediately.

He began to consider it seriously.

For other medical students, being able to directly enter a military hospital and be personally trained by a microsurgery director like Zhou Jingshan is an opportunity they would kill for.

No need to suffer through the long hours in the lower levels of a hospital.

No need to compete with others for a single surgery opportunity!

In addition, they are able to access a large number of complex cases.

As long as we continue along this path, we have almost nothing to worry about in the future!

But Shen Yan has a dual cultivation system of medicine and martial arts.

Simply staying in the hospital is not the best option for him.

Learning medical knowledge can enhance military capabilities, and participating in military training can in turn benefit medicine.

Only by advancing along two paths simultaneously can he fully realize the value of the system!

Moreover, his initial purpose in joining the army was to develop a good physique.

They've just adapted to basic training and are only taking their first step towards becoming special forces members.

Leaving the grassroots troops and entering the military hospital was not in line with his plan.

After thinking it through, Shen Yan finally spoke.

"Being a doctor would be a good option."

Zheng Guoliang's heart tightened immediately.

really!

The military hospital is still too attractive!

Zhou Jingshan personally trained him.

Key departments, handling a large number of highly complex cases.

With such conditions presented, which medical student wouldn't be tempted?

Just as Zheng Guoliang was pondering how to persuade Shen Yan, Shen Yan added another sentence.

"I'd be happy to be a part-time doctor."

Zheng Guoliang paused for two seconds.

"What the heck? A part-time doctor?"

"Are you kidding me?"

Shen Yan explained earnestly:

"I can come over when there are emergency rescue missions or complex cases that require my help."

"I usually stay in the military for training."

Zheng Guoliang almost choked to death on his own saliva!

part time?

That's a military hospital!

Countless medical school graduates fight tooth and nail for a single job, and many young doctors may not even have the opportunity to perform complex surgeries even after several years of hard work.

Zhou Jingshan, the director of microsurgery, took the initiative to personally train the patients and even prepared to apply to the division for a transfer!

But Shen Yan actually wanted to treat the doctors at the military hospital as a part-time job!

Come when you have time, otherwise continue training?

If those people outside who are desperate to get into the military hospital heard this, they would probably be so angry that they would cry on the spot!

Do you know how difficult it is to get into a military hospital?

Zheng Guoliang asked, his eyes wide.

"I know a little."

"You know you still want to work part-time?"

"My main goal is still military training."

Shen Yan said truthfully:

"I can't abandon medicine; I will continue to study it in the future."

"But I'm not really willing to completely leave the grassroots troops and stay in the hospital forever."

"I also want to join the special forces!"

Zheng Guoliang stared at Shen Yan for a long time.

After confirming that the kid wasn't joking, the weight that had been hanging over him finally lifted.

It's fine to do part-time work; at least Shen Yan wasn't fooled by Zhou Jingshan's few words!

Whether the military hospital agrees to Shen Yan's part-time position is a matter for later.

As long as the kid himself doesn't want to go, Zhou Jingshan can't force him to go no matter how fancy his transfer application is!

"If Director Zhou knew about your idea, he'd probably be so angry he wouldn't be able to eat for days!"

Zheng Guoliang started the vehicle.

"They're planning to groom you as a future backbone of microsurgery."

"So, you're planning to go over and lend a hand sometime?"

Shen Yan smiled.

"I think this is fine."

"What's the use of thinking it's good?"

Although Zheng Guoliang was scolding him, his mood had clearly improved a lot.

The vehicle drove out of the military hospital and did not head directly towards the troops.

Half an hour later, Zheng Guoliang parked his car in front of a local specialty restaurant.

Shen Yan glanced at the somewhat familiar restaurant sign, then looked at Zheng Guoliang.

"Zheng Lian, aren't we going back to the regiment?"

"You've been in surgery for several hours, aren't you hungry?"

"This is a local restaurant, and everyone in our group loves to eat here when we travel. The food is very authentic. You probably haven't been here before, have you?"

Shen Yan touched his stomach.

He was so focused on the operating table that he didn't feel hungry at all.

Now that I've relaxed, my stomach has already started to protest.

The two entered the restaurant.

The boss clearly recognized Zheng Guoliang and greeted him warmly as soon as he entered.

"Hey friend, it's been a while!"

What are we eating today?

"Bring out some of your best dishes!"

Zheng Guoliang said:

"Roasted lamb leg, hand-pulled mutton, big plate chicken, and two more servings of hand-pulled rice."

"Twenty baked buns, please!"

Upon hearing this number, Shen Yan couldn't help but remind him:

"Zheng Lian, there are only two of us."

"Aren't twenty too many?"

"Take any leftovers home!"

Zheng Guoliang waved his hand.

"It's on me today, all you have to do is eat!"

Before long, plates of local dishes were served.

The freshly baked buns have a golden-brown crust, and when you bite into them, the meat juice mixed with the aroma of onions wafts out.

The broth of the braised chicken was rich and flavorful, and the potatoes were stewed until soft and tender.

The hand-pulled mutton is the best part, with lamb neck and ribs piled up on a whole plate!

Shen Yan's training volume was already high, and after completing several hours of surgery, he completely let go of his appetite.

Zheng Guoliang initially encouraged him to eat more.

As I read on, I gradually fell silent.

This kid's eating ability is as outrageous as his medical skills!

The bowl of hand-grabbed rice was almost empty, and the baked buns disappeared one after another.

Judging from this trend, my earlier worry that we wouldn't be able to finish twenty was somewhat unnecessary.

Eat slowly.

Zheng Guoliang reminded:

"Nobody's going to take it from you."

"I was mainly hungry today."

Shen Yan swallowed the roasted meat in his mouth.

"Zheng Lian, how about this meal is on me? I got a hefty bonus for my meritorious service last time!"

"You're asking for my ass."

Zheng Guoliang refused outright.

"You participated in the surgery today and reattached Han Dayong's arm."

"I'm just treating you to a meal, do you expect me to pay for it?"

Shen Yan explained:

"The surgery was performed by everyone together."

"I just did what I could do."

"When did you learn to be so humble, kid?"

Zheng Guoliang glanced at him.

"You did what you were capable of doing."

The problem is, others can't do it!

"Without you, just waiting for Director Zhou to return, it's hard to say whether Han Dayong's arm will even be suitable for replantation."

"No one can take this credit from us!"

Shen Yan thought for a moment, then continued to ask.

"Zheng Lian, I guess I've done a good job this time?"

"That depends on what the group decides."

Zheng Guoliang said:

"He's definitely getting at least a third-class merit award!"

At this point, Zheng Guoliang stared at Shen Yan for a long while, then said enviously.

"You're really something, kid!"

"I've only been in the army for a little over a month, and I've already received a second-class merit, a third-class merit, and I'm about to get another third-class merit!"

"How come you can accumulate merit as easily as drinking water?"

"I'm even a little envious of you!"

Shen Yan: "Hehe, that's all thanks to Zheng Lian!"

Upon hearing this, Zheng Guoliang's face lit up with a radiant smile as he scoffed.

"Get lost! Don't give me that crap! I don't like people flattering me!"

……

After the two finished eating, Zheng Guoliang did not leave immediately.

He found the restaurant owner and pointed to the kitchen.

"Prepare another hundred baked buns for me."

"Also, pack ten servings of hand-grabbed rice to go."

The boss was startled.

"Hey friend, are you bringing this much this time?"

"I'm taking it home to feed the livestock!"

Upon hearing this, the boss immediately understood.

It seems that Lao Zheng has brought this much weight more than once!

"Okay, I'll arrange it now!"

Shen Yan was also somewhat surprised.

"Zheng Lian, does our medical platoon have this many people?"

"Who said it was for the medical unit?"

Zheng Guoliang picked up his teacup.

"These are for your Class Two!"

"Take this back later and let the squad leader and comrades share it."

Shen Yan was taken aback for a moment, but quickly understood what Zheng Guoliang meant.

I've been frequently called away by the medical team lately.

Today, I left the military with Zheng Guoliang again and participated in a surgery that lasted for several hours.

Although there were reasons for it, in the eyes of other recruits, he did often receive extra care.

Gao Zhenhai and his comrades from the second squad wouldn't really hold it against him.

But Zheng Guoliang was still very thoughtful, after all, he felt obligated to help someone who had eaten his food!

Take one hundred baked buns and ten servings of hand-pulled rice back with you.

Any complaints they might have were silenced!

"Zheng Lian, there's too much stuff."

Shen Yan said:

"Besides, you've already spent money on this meal today."

"Just take it."

"But……"

"No buts!"

Zheng Guoliang interrupted:

"You saved someone today, and if I don't reward you, won't the commander promote me later?"

"Besides, this isn't just for you; it's for everyone in Class Two."

"If you really feel embarrassed, go to the medical center for a few more classes in the future!"

Shen Yan immediately understood.

Goodness, they still want me to give more lectures!

However, compared to Zhou Jingshan's plan to transfer himself entirely to the military hospital, Zheng Guoliang only wanted to take on more part-time jobs in the medical unit.

In this comparison...

Old Zheng actually seemed unusually kind!

"OK."

Shen Yan agreed.

I'll go when I have time.

Zheng Guoliang nodded in satisfaction.

Shortly afterward, the restaurant owner, along with several employees, loaded the packaged baked buns and hand-grabbed rice into a car.

One hundred baked buns filled several large bags.

Ten servings of hand-grabbed rice were neatly stacked, almost filling the trunk.

Zheng Guoliang personally drove Shen Yan back to the recruit training camp.

When he arrived at the dormitory building, he parked his car on the side of the road to make it easier to move his things.

Logically, this location should not be used for long-term parking.

But there was too much stuff in the car, so we could only stop temporarily.

Otherwise, bringing so much stuff back would definitely get me caught by the police!

Shen Yan had just unloaded two bags from the trunk when two police officers wearing white hats walked over from a short distance away.

The young police officer spotted the car at first glance.

"You can't park there."

"Let's go take a look!"

Just as he was about to step forward, an older military policeman grabbed him.

"etc."

The young police officer turned around in confusion.

"What's wrong?"

"It's the weekend today."

The older inspector calmly said:

"The car isn't blocking the road, it'll just stop for a bit and then leave, everyone relax."

The young police officer was even more puzzled.

When did the police tell everyone to relax?

We haven't met our targets yet!

The older inspector gestured with his chin toward the driver's seat.

"Make sure you see who's sitting in the car."

The young military policeman squinted and took a closer look.

A few seconds later, he recognized Zheng Guoliang.

"Company Commander Zheng of the Medical Company?"

"right."

The older inspector nodded meaningfully.

"Do you dare to confront him?"

"So what?"

The young police officer instinctively asked a question in return.

"We can't really tell him off for parking illegally... um..."

He suddenly realized something halfway through his sentence.

Who can guarantee they will never get sick while they are alive?

Colds and fevers, training injuries, backaches and leg pains—in the end, don't you all have to go to the medical unit?

If the car that was once used to belong to the medical company commander were to end up in someone else's hands, the scene wouldn't be very pleasant.

Of course, Zheng Guoliang wouldn't deliberately refuse to treat them.

When you see a doctor, it's perfectly acceptable for them to have a serious expression and apply a little more pressure during the treatment, isn't it?

The older inspector said in a serious tone:

"Besides, they were obviously just moving things and would be leaving in a few minutes."

"It's the weekend today, so there was no traffic disruption or serious problems."

"Inspection work must adhere to principles, but also consider the actual situation."

The young police officer suddenly realized.

"Understood."

"Is this for easier access to medical care in the future?"

The older scout glared at him.

What does "convenient access to medical care" mean?

"This shows respect for the military's medical support work!"

The two exchanged a glance, turned around in perfect unison, and began patrolling other areas.

I didn't see it!

I didn't see anything!

……

Shen Yan picked up several bags full of baked buns and grabbed some hand-grabbed rice, then walked into the dormitory building.

Before we even reached the entrance of Class Two, the aroma of baked buns wafted down the corridor.

In the dormitory of Class Two, Gao Zhenhai was sitting on the edge of his bed playing on his phone.

Wei Shanjia leaned against the bed frame, playing video games.

Just then, the dormitory door was pushed open from the outside.

Shen Yan walked in carrying several large bags.

All eyes fell on his hands at the same time.

The dormitory was silent for two seconds.

The next moment, Wei Shanjia's nose twitched.

"Baked buns?"

The little boy's eyes lit up instantly.

"Friend, it smells delicious!"

The new recruits in the second platoon couldn't sit still any longer and swarmed around them.

"Holy crap, it really is a baked bun!"

"And they also have hand-grabbed rice!"

"Shen Yan, did you go out and bring the restaurant back?"

Gao Zhenhai originally wanted to maintain the authority of the squad leader.

The aroma of the baked buns was just too overwhelming.

He stood up, his face dark, and reprimanded:

"Don't fight over it!"

"What do you think a platoon of new recruits would do when they see food?"

"Line up and take them one at a time!"

As he spoke, he casually took one baked bun after another from the bag!

Everyone stared at the baked buns in Gao Zhenhai's hand and fell into a brief silence.

Old Gao said not to steal, but he was faster than anyone else at it!

However, everyone was sensible and no one exposed it.

Soon, one hundred baked buns and ten servings of hand-pulled rice were placed on the table.

The dormitory of Class Two smelled wonderful.

Wei Shanjia took a bite of the baked bun, and the heat made him gasp for breath, but he couldn't bear to spit it out.

The little boy held his hands and ate his rice, his eyes squinting as he ate.

"This steamed bun is delicious!"

"The lamb is delicious too!"

"Shen Yan, did you go out today to save someone, or to perform surgery on the big boss?"

Liang Zheng also took a baked bun.

Watching the scene of everyone in Class Two scrambling for food, he suddenly realized that his understanding of this class was still not deep enough.

During training, they stand ramrod straight and shout slogans with great spirit.

Now that the baked buns are here, the whole class instantly reveals their true colors.

Gao Zhenhai took a couple of bites and finally remembered his business.

"Shen Yan, where did all these things come from?"

"It was given to me by Company Commander Zheng."

Shen Yan answered truthfully.

Upon hearing that it was a gift from the company commander, Ga Wa suddenly slowed down his chewing.

Was it given to us by Company Commander Zheng?

They also sent a hundred baked buns and ten servings of hand-pulled rice at once?

The company commander is treating us to dinner?

Why does this scene feel so familiar?

Ga Wa began to recall earnestly.

After Shen Yan and I performed meritorious service last time, Old Chen and the others treated us to a big feast.

The cadre suddenly became exceptionally generous, even offering treats as rewards!

Then there's only one possibility!

Has Shen Yan secretly run away to make a name for himself again?