Chen Yuting stomped her foot, but in the end said nothing more.
Brigade Commander Zhao glanced at Lu Changqing. The latter’s face was pale, covered in cold sweat, and his eyes carried a faint pleading look.
In the end, this was still personal business…
He sighed and turned to Chen Yuting.
“Yuting! I don’t care about the rest, but as a military doctor, you must set an example. The members of the medical team here all volunteered to support the disaster area. You should respect them! Everyone should be united!”
Chen Yuting said unwillingly,
“Brigade Commander Zhao! It’s not my fault! It’s their limited professional ability, and their attitude is also a big problem…”
“Yuting!”
His tone turned stern.
“You are a soldier. Your behavior has already affected the medical team’s work. You should apologize to the team members. Don’t bring shame to our unit because of personal emotions!”
“No! I will never apologize to them!”
Chen Yuting wiped her tears.
“It was that woman just now! She was so unprofessional, she even messed up Brother Changqing’s wound! I will absolutely not apologize to her!”
“Chen Yuting—”
Brigade Commander Zhao said coldly,
“If you insist on not apologizing and not obtaining forgiveness from the medical team, then all medical work here will be left entirely to you alone. Also, I will report everything here truthfully to Commander Chen when I return!”
After that, he turned and left the courtyard, instructing his guard,
“You stay here. Those two are not allowed to go anywhere.”
Director Sun was still waiting outside. Brigade Commander Zhao sighed and said,
“Director Sun, I’ll have to trouble you to help stabilize the medical team for now. Don’t worry—if there are patients, send them over. Dr. Chen will not refuse treatment. Just let her calm down. I will definitely make her apologize to everyone!”
Director Sun nodded helplessly.
Only then did Song Ning nudge Zheng Chang’an.
“Alright, show’s over. Let’s find somewhere to rest.”
The two of them turned to leave. Dr. Zhou followed as well.
Director Sun immediately called out anxiously from behind,
“Hey, Old Zhou! Wait a moment… Hey! Old Wang! Don’t leave yet…”
Song Ning and Zheng Chang’an walked around outside and found a supply tent to rest in.
It was relatively quiet inside, filled with supplies, with only two staff members on duty.
When they heard the two were from the medical team, they even helped bring over a blanket.
Song Ning grabbed a corner of the blanket and leaned into a corner to nap.
Zheng Chang’an held the other corner opposite her, but he was too excited to sleep at all.
“Hey—hey—Dr. Song! You really opened my eyes today! I didn’t expect you to actually cut the sutures on that platoon leader! Wow! That was so thrilling!”
Without opening her eyes, Song Ning tightened her grip on the blanket.
“What? Think I went too far?”
“Of course not! Not at all!”
Zheng Chang’an waved his hands excitedly.
“That Dr. Chen was arrogant and unreasonable! She was already yelling for ages before you came! Everyone was already furious!”
He gestured animatedly.
“Honestly, the way you picked out those sutures was incredible. Just a light pull—felt so satisfying it went straight through me…”
Then he sighed.
“It’s just that Platoon Leader Lu is unlucky. He got dragged into suffering again.”
“Unlucky? Not necessarily.”
Song Ning opened her eyes slightly, her tone indifferent.
Zheng Chang’an raised a brow.
“Dr. Song, do you… have a problem with Platoon Leader Lu?”
Song Ning replied,
“Not exactly a problem. I just… don’t like him.”
Zheng Chang’an froze, then suddenly sat up straight, eyes shining.
“So it can be done like that? If you don’t like someone, you can just act on it. If you don’t like what you hear, you can just push back directly?”
He turned to her, giving a thumbs-up, eyes full of admiration.
“We’ve been taught since childhood to be disciplined, restrained, and accommodating. But your ‘no grudges overnight’ attitude really deserves praise. I have to say—so satisfying! Extremely satisfying!”
Song Ning glanced at him, leaned back, and prepared to sleep again.
“Hey—hey—”
Zheng Chang’an suddenly stopped her, worried.
“Are you sure they won’t turn around tomorrow and blame you? That Chen Yuting clearly isn’t someone easy to deal with!”
Song Ning said lazily,
“This is nothing. It was just removing stitches—barely even a punishment. I’m only worried she’s too calm. As long as she still has energy, I welcome however she wants to stir things up.”
Zheng Chang’an leaned forward.
“What do you mean? I don’t understand!”
Song Ning yawned.
“Then sleep early. Recharge. I’m guessing tomorrow will be entertaining.”
Zheng Chang’an clearly couldn’t sleep, still leaning closer.
“Tell me! Tell me why!”
Song Ning explained reluctantly,
“The medical team basically went on strike today. With Dr. Chen’s temper, how could she calmly treat patients all night? Something will definitely blow up. And by tomorrow… more people should know about Chen Yuting and Lu Changqing’s relationship.”
With how clingy and emotional those two were…
How could only a few people know?
Lu Changqing clearly still wanted to hide their relationship today—how could that work?
If Chen Yuting stayed up all night guarding him again…
The more people knew…
The more people would know she caused trouble for Lu Changqing…
The ending would be far more interesting.
A faint smile appeared on Song Ning’s lips.
Zheng Chang’an immediately got excited again.
“Dr. Song! Honestly, do you still have some hidden move? The kind where no matter what they do, they can’t escape your control?”
Song Ning shot him a look.
“Dr. Zheng, read fewer novels. It’s bad for your brain.”
Then she yawned again, adjusted her posture, and closed her eyes.
“Sleep. I’m really tired.”
And just like that, she fell asleep instantly.
Zheng Chang’an froze, waving a hand in front of her face.
No reaction at all.
She was really asleep!?
He still wanted to talk!
That earlier smile of hers…
So calm. So confident.
As if everything was already under control.
Dr. Song really had that kind of presence.
No matter what.
From today on, he had decided—he was going to learn from her.
She was his “sister” now.
When Song Ning woke up, daylight was already filling the small window of the tent.
The curtain suddenly lifted, and Zheng Chang’an rushed in energetically, holding two cornmeal buns on chopsticks.
“Sis! Something huge happened! You won’t believe it!”
“Here, eat first! They’re still hot! I’ll talk while you eat!”
Song Ning took the bun and glanced at him strangely.
“Got a fever? Why are you suddenly calling me sis?”
Zheng Chang’an straightened his chest proudly.
“I’ve decided! From today on, you’re my sis! I’m following you! I’ll listen to everything you say! Whatever you point at, I go there—east or west, I never hesitate!”
Song Ning took a bite of the bun and glanced sideways at him.
“That decision was a bit sudden. I’m not even twenty-one. Why would I be your sister?”
“Perfect! I’m twenty-two! Calling you sis is just right!”
Song Ning was speechless.
What kind of logic was that…
Zheng Chang’an waved his hands impatiently.
“Sis! Let’s not get stuck on that! I’ll tell you—two huge things happened last night!”