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Qing Cang irritably put away his phone, his gaze inadvertently drifting outside the window. The purple figure he had been watching was no longer there. He raised his eyes to the clear blue sky, standing on the rooftop and looking into the distance. The city's skyscrapers were endless, and a faint sense of loss arose within him.
"Hey, what is our Qing Shao daydreaming about?"
Just as Qing Cang was lost in thought, a man in a white coat strode into the VIP room. His handsome face bore a gentle smile, and even his thick eyebrows seemed to ripple with warmth, always appearing cheerful, curved like a crescent moon in the night sky.
"Li Haoran!"
Upon recognizing the visitor, Qing Cang excitedly called out his name and instinctively swung his fist towards him.
"Wow, you are this pair of comrades who haven't seen each other in five years!"
Li Haoran quickly sidestepped, avoiding the punch aimed at his chest, still smiling.
"You've been practicing quite a bit over these years!"
The retracted punch landed on Li Haoran's chest, showcasing their long-standing camaraderie.
"Did your old man finally decide to transfer you back from the Northwest?"
Li Haoran leaned back against the sofa, resting his hands on its backrest while crossing his legs. After performing several surgeries in a row, there was a hint of fatigue in his eyes.
"Don't even mention it; I would have preferred to stay there!"
Thinking about what he had to face that evening made Qing Cang feel overwhelmed. Their elder, Ancestor, had never given him a break! A few years ago, after graduating from military academy, he could have reported to the political department. However, due to his elder's insistence that young people needed to be tempered, he was sent to the vast Northwest where the wind blew and grass swayed. In winter, when the cold northern winds blew, he felt so miserable! Those were memories he wished to forget! But compared to his current situation, he would rather still be in the Northwest.
"Zhang, stand guard outside and don't let anyone disturb us!"
Qing Cang ordered Zhang, who was standing at the door peering into the room. He had a lot to catch up on with Li Haoran, having not seen each other for many years!
Following the instruction, Zhang stood at attention like a statue at the door, his sharp eyes scanning the surroundings.
At the entrance of the Gastroenterology Department on the third floor of the outpatient building, Shen Qingyou was anxiously waiting for the doctor while holding Shen Bao's medical examination report.
"These doctors nowadays really lack medical ethics. We've been waiting for almost two hours..."
"I just heard a nurse say that a big shot came in, and all the specialists went to give that big shot a check-up!"
"In this day and age, having power and money really makes things easier!"
The discussions behind her made Shen Qingyou frown deeply. She glanced at her watch; it was almost time to get off work. Would they really have to wait until the afternoon? She couldn't stand waiting even a minute longer!
Thinking of this, she handed the medical report to Mother Shen. "Yuyou, where are you going?"
Shen Qingyou pulled her arm free from Mother Shen's grasp. "Mom, it's nothing. I'm going to look for the doctor!"
A big shot? Could it be that man from earlier at the entrance? Dressed in the glorious People's Army uniform but engaging in such lowly behavior as cutting corners.
Following the signs, Shen Qingyou headed towards the VIP Room on the top floor. Just as she reached the stairway, a sudden voice startled her into stopping.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
"Don't look around; what are you doing?"
Zhang was alertly watching the woman who was glancing around at the stairway. Protecting the General was his top priority, and this woman seemed suspicious. Was she a killer or a spy? She had just followed their car and was now peeking around—there must be some ulterior motive!
"Excuse me, is there a doctor here?"
"There’s no doctor here; you should leave quickly!"
Zhang waved his hand to indicate that she wasn't going to find anyone she was looking for while keeping his eyes fixed on her every move. No doctor? But she had just caught a glimpse of a man in a white coat sitting there.
"Leave quickly!"
Seeing that Shen Qingyou was still standing there motionless only confirmed his suspicions about her intentions. "Hey, hurry up and go!"
"Ha ha, ha ha..."
Laughter echoed in the room. While lives were at stake downstairs, they still had the leisure to chat and laugh. Anger gradually built up in Shen Qingyou's mind, and just then, someone pushed her again in a very inappropriate manner.
With a right roundhouse kick followed by a somersault, Zhang leaned against the wall, clutching his stomach in pain: "You... you..."
This woman indeed had ulterior motives. To protect the General, he was willing to risk his life. With that thought, he rushed forward and hugged Shen Qingyou's legs as she attempted to step inside: "General, there are enemies invading, there are enemies invading..."
The cheerful conversation between Qing Cang and Li Haoran was interrupted. They turned around, and the water that Li Haoran had just taken a sip of instantly sprayed out. Qing Cang's eyes looked murderous as he stared at Zhang, who was crawling on the ground, desperately clinging to a woman's leg. Looking up, that woman was none other than the one in purple.
Droplets mixed with Li Haoran's saliva dripped down Qing Cang's facial contours, ruining his handsome leader image beyond recognition. His face darkened like that of Guan Yu. Under his furious gaze, Zhang quickly got up from the ground but still held tightly onto Shen Qingyou.
Is this guy an idiot? Shen Qingyou muttered to herself as her gaze fell upon the two beams of light approaching her. If looks could kill, she would have died a thousand times by now!
"You..."
Feeling his increasingly close presence, Shen Qingyou suddenly had an unwelcome premonition; it seemed she had provoked someone not to be trifled with...
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