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As the day approached, the atmosphere became visibly tense. Mr. Jiang was relieved and ate his favorite rice rolls, a few slices of roast duck, and drank his favorite wine. His hair was going to be shaved clean.

Before the operation, they were still holding meetings with their subordinates to determine the next steps. The sterile clothing outside was checked no less than three times before being worn by each doctor. After entering the room, they were completely isolated.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, everyone took their positions, clear commands were given, and everything proceeded in an orderly manner.

Those waiting outside the operating room were all people so serious that the whole city of Beijing could tremble with a stomp of their feet. Their faces looked serious as if they were about to have an important meeting, and they became more and more solemn as time went by.

"Old Zhou, the attending physician this time is your granddaughter? It is true that heroes emerge young. She has the appearance of your wife."

"Success means becoming famous and becoming famous overnight."

"You are too kind to praise me. I don't deserve it," Zhou Qishen refused. "It's just a rumor that Yuan Qing is young."

"Hey, I went to the battlefield when I was a teenager. Yuanqing is not young anymore, but you haven't found a suitable one yet? Don't be too picky, or you won't be able to get married."

"Yuan Qing and Su Lao's grandson have been engaged since childhood, so you don't have to worry about it," they all just wanted to irritate him!

It sounds easy but everyone's body is tense, listening in all directions and looking in all directions, not even a mosquito can fly past, and they express disdain but they are all supporting each other.

The director watched the operation from the sidelines and stared at the nurses who came in. Although he had checked every level, there might be something that was not checked. He had to change the gauze on his hands several times to wipe the blood.

All that could be heard was a rusty bullet dropping into the tray, signaling the entry into the next stage, the most difficult one.

Old Yang outside raised his hand and looked at the time. The hour hand was gradually pointing to twelve o'clock.

"Eat something and wait," the eldest Dong Lao gave an order.

"If you hadn't told me, you wouldn't have known I was hungry. Just eat whatever you have. It's too late, don't bother others."

The guard handed over an aluminum lunch box, which contained simple fried tofu, fried eggplant, and two-ounce flour pancakes weighing 2 liang each.

"Have you all eaten yet? If not, go in batches."

"Yes, come up quickly after eating. The more critical the moment, the more you cannot relax," Mr. Dong affirmed and added.

"Yes." He nodded and went downstairs to arrange meals for the brothers.

Another hour passed, and the red light turned green. A young nurse ran out pushing a stretcher, followed by a group of soldiers.

He took off his hood, mask, gloves, and protective suit before coming out with dark circles under his eyes. As soon as he came out, he received the lunch box given by Zhou Qishen, which was still hot.

"Thank you for your hard work, young comrade. How is Mr. Jiang's health?"

"The operation was very successful and lived up to expectations. You will be discharged from the intensive care unit after a week of observation. Try not to use your brain too much, as it will cause headaches. Your memory will recover in a week."

"There's someone watching over me. I'm staying in the courtyard these days. Call me if you need anything. Can you come to my office and take a rest?"

“No, no, we can just find a place anywhere,” the old man blushed. His leader was still here, how could he move out?

"Old Zhou, if Yuan Qing asks you to go, just go. I have a place to stay." Old Dong drank a sip of ginger soup and said with a smile.

"Then I'll go," he went to the intensive care unit to check on Mr. Jiang before going to the camp bed in the office to rest.

He became famous in one battle. There was no unnecessary operation in the video. Every step was a perfect interpretation that could be included in textbooks. It was a visual art. Every operation he performed afterwards was perfect to the extreme. He was hailed as the contemporary miracle doctor Hua Tuo.

On the third day, Mr. Jiang woke up and on the sixth day, he recovered his memory. After that, all matters were left to Jiuli.

"Director Zhou, a man came downstairs and said he was your boyfriend. Are you here to cause trouble?" Fuling came up with a lunch box, with a puzzled look on her face. Director Zhou actually has a boyfriend?

"I'll go take a look." He had just finished surgery and was preparing to eat.

"Deputy Captain Xiao knows him and brought him here. You can eat first after he comes over. It's been the whole morning." His eyes were full of admiration.

"Su Siyan? Is your face healed?" Xiao Youyu couldn't believe it and rubbed her eyes. It really healed? Where did it come from?

"The traceless glue made by Yuan Qing himself is better than before." He said it with pride and boasting, and touched his face with a narcissistic look.

"Tsk, when are we going to get the certificate? Ye Er and I have already got it." He proudly shook the little follower in his hand.

This is the first time I’ve defeated Su Siyan in my life.

"Right away, anytime as long as Yuan Qing is willing."

He turned around and complained to Zhou Yuanqing. Xiao Youyu said that he had successfully evolved into a green tea boy who was coquettish and clingy.

"Sister Zhou and Brother Su are having an affair?" Ye Er's eyes rolled. "When did it happen? Why haven't they got the marriage certificate yet?" Gossip.

"It's been several years, why are you asking this? What's more important is the baby in your belly. This is my precious baby."

Maybe in the future I could even marry a mini version of Zhou Yuanqing.

"Okay, I see you're attracted to the baby in your belly,"

"I was wrong, daughter-in-law, you are the most important."

Su Siyan, who came in wearing a special training uniform, attracted the attention of a group of young nurses. They lowered their heads and whispered to each other. When they saw her enter the office, they felt that they could not afford to mess with this female devil.

"Qingqing, look at me," he ignored Fuling beside him and leaned forward to show off his flawless handsome face, "Qingqing, that traceless glue is effective. It's much better."

"It's specially made for you, so of course it's useful."

"I made spicy peanuts for you. Grandpa said he wanted to discuss your marriage. Do you have any objection?" He wrapped it in oil paper and put it on the table. He only had eyes for his wife.

"No, I want a pharmacy in the room."

"I have bought all the three major items, and I also have a home in Tianshui Hutong. Grandpa and Su Ying live there, along with my youngest brother."

Fuling was able to build a three-bedroom apartment with her awkward feet. I didn't expect Captain Su to have such a side to him. He is so clingy.

"Have you reported the marriage? Otherwise, can you get the marriage certificate?"

"It has already been done, the leaders have approved it, and I have also told my grandfather that there is no rush for the child, we will talk about it later."

Ever since he saw the twin boy and girl born to Li Laosan's family in the army, he almost didn't come out. But forget it, he didn't want Yuan Qing to have children. It would be painful, but there would be no benefits.

"Okay, bring your ID tomorrow and I'll ask the dean to approve your leave."

Fuling tiptoed out the door and shared with her friends.

"Director Zhou is being forced to get married by Captain Su. They were just discussing it. They're going to get the marriage certificate tomorrow. We should contribute, right? I'll contribute."

"Director Zhou is really with Captain Su? They are a perfect match."

"It's a good match. I feel like it's too cheap for Captain Su."

They took all the documents and went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the certificate. Then they held the wedding, with about ten tables set up at each of the Su and Zhou families in the compound.

Several elders of the older generation, including division commanders and regiment commanders of Zhou Qianhua's generation, and young people of Zhou Shihai's generation, had not seen each other for many years. They put aside their political differences and sincerely congratulated each other.

The original plan of ten or so tables was not enough, so a few tables were added temporarily for the team leader who brought Tiedan here to sit.

"Captain Su and Director Zhou are a perfect match. They will be happily married forever."

"Right, right, right. Isn't this a bargain for Captain Su? Ye Tuan was a well-known beauty when she was young. Tsk."