After transmigrating into the body of the female supporting character's biological mother, she

"That's right," Lin Zhilan said frankly, "but we didn't ask the hospital for any money."

Dean Liu was momentarily speechless.

"I know your Traditional Chinese Medicine department is lavish these days, but could you please keep a low profile? The other departments are watching!"

Lin Zhilan said calmly, "We're not afraid of being watched. When we wanted to close the Traditional Chinese Medicine department, didn't the other departments watch too?"

Dean Liu sighed and leaned back in his chair. "As long as you're not afraid of what people say, the accounts must be kept meticulously, without the slightest mistake. I'm just afraid that someone will be jealous and report your department."

Lin Zhilan then smiled, "Don't worry about that, we can withstand any investigation."

The Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine has gone from being the least favored department to now having revenue that fully covers expenses, thanks to the hard work of everyone involved.

Especially in the area of ​​massage, including injuries from falls and blows suffered by soldiers, most of them now go to the Traditional Chinese Medicine department.

Massage and ointment application are provided free of charge to the soldiers.

Ye Congshan and Lin Zijun are the main force, Qin Qing is studying hard, and Lin Zhilan will lend a hand when she has free time.

This is a military hospital, serving soldiers, and no one in the department has any objections.

As for the fans, since they can't get a raise, they should at least receive some benefits considering how hard they work.

The department's accounts are crystal clear, and they are indeed not afraid of being reported or investigated.

Dean Liu waved his hand, "Since that's the case, let's buy it. I heard the pharmaceutical factory is doing quite well these days?"

indeed.

First of all, this is a pharmaceutical factory jointly operated by the military and the region, which has a natural advantage.

For sprains and bruises, the military region can use almost all the ointments manufactured by pharmaceutical companies.

In addition, the rheumatism pain relief ointment has gained some fame in the area near the island because Lin Zhilan had laid the groundwork in the traditional Chinese medicine department. It is not difficult to sell at present, and hospitals even come to purchase it.

Other medicines for clearing heat and detoxifying, and for treating wind-heat colds, were all personally promoted by Qian Changling, who led people to various places to find connections and build up a stable sales channel.

Qian Changling was originally from out of town and had no connection with the military.

Regardless of which side it was, they were somewhat xenophobic towards him, the factory director.

But as time went on, everyone saw what Qian Changling had done, and the pharmaceutical factory really couldn't do without him.

In short, the pharmaceutical company is now on the right track.

Both the military and local authorities now attach great importance to this.

"Dean, please speak frankly."

Dean Liu sighed, "Didn't the pharmaceutical company transfer two doctors from our hospital to work in the laboratory before? I heard that there's less work and more money there, so now someone else wants to transfer there."

Lin Zhilan quickly replied, "As you know, I'm just a figurehead at the pharmaceutical factory; I can't make any decisions."

Dean Liu waved his hand, trying to get closer to Lin Zhilan, "That's not what I meant. I just heard that other hospitals also want to get involved in pharmaceutical manufacturing. Dr. Lin, you're from our hospital, so you should think of our hospital first when there's something good going on."

Dean Liu occasionally goes to the provincial capital for meetings, and the pharmaceutical factory is now well-known throughout the province.

Currently, there are only three well-known pharmaceutical manufacturers in the country.

Two are in North China, and the other is in the capital.

The pharmaceutical factory on this island is currently the most favored project by the leadership in the South.

I heard that there are people in higher positions who want to move the factory to Guangzhou.

It is said that Guangzhou's convenient transportation makes it easier to sell and transport medicines.

That being said, the location of the factory determines the livelihoods of a large number of local people, as well as the local economy.

The island is too poor, and local leaders and residents are unwilling to let the pharmaceutical factory leave.

The military hospital shared the same idea.

In the end, Commander Gu made the final decision: this pharmaceutical factory was jointly established by the military region; if there were no boats, they would build boats; if there were no roads, they would build roads.

As for the matter of changing the factory site, there's no need to say more.

Dean Liu was also prompted by Commander Gu to come and sound out Lin Zhilan's opinion.

Because leaders from other places had already found out the origins of the pharmaceutical factory, especially the origins of the prescription.

I heard that someone is trying to poach Lin Zhilan.

Indeed, someone contacted Lin Zhilan, but she unsurprisingly refused.

Lin Zhilan smiled and said, "Dean Liu, don't worry. Whenever the pharmaceutical company has something good, our military hospital will definitely be the first one they consider. I don't need to tell you."

"You don't have any other intentions, do you?"

"How about I write you a guarantee?" Lin Zhilan said helplessly.

Dean Liu laughed heartily, "No need, no need. Since that's the case, I'm relieved."

Lin Zhilan shook her head helplessly, "Is there anything else? I still have patients waiting for me."

Dean Liu waved his hand, "Go on, go on. Take good care of those two apprentices and try to turn our military hospital into a hospital that combines traditional Chinese and Western medicine one day."

Lin Zhilan smiled and said, "That's a good idea."

……

After the mission was completed, Su Lang and the others were invited to Commander Qin's house for dinner.

When we returned, the children were all asleep.

Lin Zhilan was writing under the lamp when she turned her head unintentionally and found Su Lang leaning against the door, watching for who knows how long.

As soon as Lin Zhilan approached, she smelled the strong smell of alcohol emanating from Su Lang, so strong it was almost suffocating.

"Why did you drink so much?"

Lin Zhilan's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, revealing her worry.

A pair of clear eyes shone with a soft light under the lamp.

Su Nuan heard Lin Zhilan's words, touched her face, and grinned mischievously.

"Don't take this opportunity to cause trouble while you're drunk," Lin Zhilan glared at him.

Su Lang lowered his eyes slightly, as if he were truly drunk and sleepy.

Lin Zhilan brewed him a cup of kudzu flower tea, which is specially formulated to detoxify alcohol and relieve dizziness and nausea.

Su Lang picked up the glass to drink, but Lin Zhilan slapped her hand away.

"Slow down, it's too hot!"

Su Lang chuckled and leaned over to kiss her on the cheek.

Lin Zhilan: "..."

This was the first time he had ever been so drunk in front of her, and Lin Zhilan never expected him to be like this when he was drunk.

Sit down when told to sit, and wash up when told to wash up.

Aside from occasionally pulling some funny tricks, it's practically a super cute and intelligent pet.

Su Lang was not drunk.

He was faking it.

From the moment Lin Zhilan walked over, he decided to start pretending to be drunk.

His wife beside him was beautiful and charming.

Her voice was soft and pleasant, completely unguarded.

He was like a wooden puppet; he would do whatever Lin Zhilan told him to do.

Once they reached their room upstairs, Su Lang finally took off her clothes on her own.

Before Lin Zhilan noticed, his shirt had been tossed onto the clothes rack next to her.

Broad chest and well-defined abdominal muscles.

The V-line runs down from the side of her waist and disappears into her waistband. The old and new scars on her body are intertwined, creating a strange kind of beauty.

Lin Zhilan's face was flushed. She pulled over a thin blanket and covered Su Lang's legs with it.

To cover up a protruding part.

A glint of light flashed in Su Lang's unfocused dark eyes.

Thinking about what she had just done, the man smiled silently.