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"Let's go, let's go," Lin Zhilan said righteously, "We're all colleagues, comrades-in-arms, how can we create division?!"

Lin Zijun winked at Qin Qing: What kind of show is Master putting on today?

"Boring." Qin Qing rolled her eyes at him and then went to do her work.

Lin Zijun felt like he was fighting a lone battle, and glared at Chang San in annoyance.

Chang San wasn't angry at all; instead, he smiled at Lin Zijun.

He still wore a forced smile.

Lin Zijun laughed so hard he felt a chill run down his spine, and he shivered, wishing he could go out and bask in the sun for a while.

There are more patients than usual today, even though it's the weekend.

Wang Rou also came over with Li Xuan and her drawings.

As usual, Wang Rou drew pictures with Linlin in the office, while Li Xuan and Jiang Chengzhou did their homework.

I was busy until noon, and finally I had some free time.

Chang San took a cup to the office to pour water and saw Wang Rou and the three children.

Linlin had seen him before, and she smiled and waved her little paw at him, "Grandpa Chang~"

Chang San, who is 45 years old this year: "..."

Chang San didn't look like a good person at all. His hair was messy and a bit long, and the stubble on his chin wasn't cleanly shaved, covering his jawline in a messy way.

His cheeks were somewhat sunken, and his cheekbones were prominent, making his eye sockets appear even darker, and he always seemed somewhat gloomy when he looked at people.

Jiang Chengzhou stopped his sister's hand, "Don't talk to strangers."

Linlin tilted her head and whispered to her brother, "Grandpa Chang isn't a stranger; he's the pretty sister's father."

Jiang Chengzhou sighed, looking at his silly younger sister.

Can my sister call her father "Grandpa"?

Lin Zhilan finished washing her hands and was walking towards her office when she saw Chang San standing at the door. She couldn't help but ask, "Dr. Chang, why aren't you going in?"

"Oh, I forgot to tell you," Lin Zhilan said, going in and supporting Wang Rou's shoulder. "This is my colleague, Comrade Wang Rou, who is in charge of the illustrations for my manuscript."

"These two children are mine," Lin Zhilan said, pointing to Linlin and Chengzhou. "They do their homework here on weekends. You can bring your children too."

One good thing about this day is that you can bring your kids to work as long as it doesn't interfere with your job.

Especially since this is a military region, most of the families here are military spouses with their children.

Both the military and the factory will consider the matter and provide such conveniences for military spouses.

For example, pharmaceutical factories set up childcare programs, specifically arranging for several military spouses to look after their children.

Although the Traditional Chinese Medicine department is busy, none of the children are mischievous. They study quietly in the office and do not disturb others.

So every weekend, the children come to the department to study.

Chang San nodded, but didn't say whether it was good or bad.

Shen Man has a strong sense of self-respect, and Chang San is sometimes afraid of hurting her with his words.

He was worried that his daughter would have no friends, and he was also worried that children her age would bully her.

A dilemma.

After a brief greeting, Chang San fetched the water and immediately went out again.

Lin Zijun walked in, amused, and said, "Master, do you know what Linlin called Doctor Chang just now?"

"What?"

"Call me grandpa, hahahahahaha!"

Lin Zijun's laughter could be heard from inside the office.

Ye Congshan: "..."

That little brat, he doesn't even know to keep his voice down when he's talking badly about people!

"Dr. Chang, don't take it to heart. He's just a child at heart, not a bad person."

Chang nodded three times.

He'd heard all sorts of nasty things, so Lin Zijun's little joke meant nothing to him.

"Um..." Ye Congshan hesitated for a moment before saying, "What Dr. Lin said earlier is correct. If you don't mind, you can bring the child over."

Ye Congshan was unaware that Chang San had already arranged with Lin Zhilan to treat Shen Man's illness.

He was thinking that when the child came over and noticed something was wrong, Lin Zhilan would ask him a few questions.

If he gives it a push, Lin Zhilan might forgive him and take in Chang San's daughter.

Chang San lowered his eyes. "I'll bring her over tomorrow."

"good!"

"Wait a minute," Ye Congshan thought for a moment, "tomorrow's Monday, the children have to go to school, right?"

"She hasn't started school yet," Chang San said.

Ye Congshan immediately realized what was going on and quickly said, "That's perfect. You can get your illness treated first, and then you can go to school anytime."

"Um."

Chang San should be right; he stopped Lin Zijun again when he was leaving get off work.

Lin Zijun was startled and took two steps back, clenching his fists in front of him. "What are you going to do? Let me tell you, I've been trained."

"..." Chang San stepped back. "You've misunderstood. I have something I'd like to ask you."

Lin Zijun lowered his hand. "What do you want from me?"

Chang San swallowed hard. "What happened before was my fault. I'll bring my daughter to see a doctor tomorrow. Could you...?"

He seemed somewhat reluctant to speak at this point.

"Can't you what? Just tell me!" Lin Zijun said anxiously.

Upon hearing that his daughter was sick, Lin Zijun relaxed his vigilance.

He just disliked Chang San, but Ye Congshan was right about one thing: Lin Zijun wasn't a bad person at heart.

Chang San said, "Could you please be a little nicer to me?"

"What do you mean?" Lin Zijun retreated three meters away in disgust.

"I, I didn't mean that," Chang San quickly said. "I just wanted my daughter to know that I'm quite popular in the department."

Chang San told his daughter that his colleagues in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine were all very kind to him.

Ye Congshan had nothing to say, and Lin Zhilan and Qin Qing could now greet him when they saw him.

Only Lin Zijun's dislike for him was written all over his face.

Chang San didn't want his daughter to know that he had lied to her.

After hearing Chang San's words, Lin Zijun chuckled. "Dr. Chang, you're quite shameless. You think you can be popular in the department?"

Chang San waited awkwardly for Lin Zijun to finish laughing.

Lin Zijun laughed a few times, but seeing that he didn't talk back, he felt it was pointless and waved his hand and left.

Chang San didn't know whether he had agreed or not, and could only watch him walk away.

The next morning, Chang San prepared breakfast.

Shen Man also got up early and sat at the table. "Dad, what will Mom do if I'm not home?"

Chang San was at work and couldn't come back, so Shen Man took care of her mother's medicine and meals at noon.

"It's okay, Dad will ask the department for leave and come back at noon."

"Mmm." Shen Man lowered her head and ate her breakfast seriously.

After finishing his meal, Chang San settled his wife in.

There was food and water in the room, placed in a prominent position.

Chang San locked the dangerous items in the kitchen and, after confirming that his wife was sound asleep, locked the gate to the yard.

He knelt down in front of his daughter.

"Come on, Daddy will carry you."

Shen Man hadn't been out for a long time. She hesitated for a moment, then climbed onto her father's back.

Chang San supported his daughter's legs and stood up.

It's about two miles from the village to the military hospital.

Halfway down, Shen Man heard Chang San's breathing become heavier, so she struggled to get down.