Reborn in the 70s: Pampered by Regiment Commander
Chapter 228 - 175 Consultation

Chapter 228: Chapter 175 Consultation

The second watch came. Thank you to "Paris Fashion" for the generous rewards, much appreciated~

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Zhao Yulan sat side by side with Chuxia and Luo Xiaoqiong on the benches, all of them intently watching the light above the operating room door. On the other side, Zhou Mikang stood there, gazing out the window lost in thought.

"Aunt, Chuxia, Doctor Jing’s medical skills are top-notch, Uncle will definitely be fine," Luo Xiaoqiong softly comforted them, her hand on Chuxia and Zhao Yulan’s.

Zhao Yulan turned her head, trying to muster a smile: "I know, they already told me about it in the ward, said that Doctor Jing doesn’t usually take on these kinds of surgeries. I’m not worried, it’s just that I can’t help but feel anxious."

"I’m anxious too." Only then did Chuxia realize her clenched hand was full of sweat.

"Actually, I’m anxious as well." As Luo Xiaoqiong spoke, she caught a glimpse of someone approaching out of the corner of her eye and reflexively looked over, quickly standing up, "Director Xu, you... hello!"

Chuxia quickly stood up as well: "Director Xu, hello!"

"You..." Zhao Yulan’s eyes widened, "Aren’t you..."

"It’s me!" Director Xu responded with a smile, "Don’t worry, it’s a minor surgery, it will be over soon, no need to be nervous."

"Mom, you know Director Xu?" Chuxia asked, puzzled.

"Yes, Director Xu was the first to discover your dad’s condition," Zhao Yulan pulled her daughter closer, "Quickly thank Director Xu, she advised your dad and me to come to the hospital for treatment."

While they were exchanging pleasantries, the operating room door opened and Jing Zhe came out first: "The surgery went very smoothly, Aunt, Chuxia, you can rest easy now. Director Xu, what brings you here?"

"How could I not come and see such an important surgery?"

"Heh heh..." Jing Zhe chuckled awkwardly, stepping forward to pat Zhou Mikang’s shoulder, "All right, you can relax too, the surgery was a complete success. In three months, Uncle Lin will be able to fully recover."

"Thank you." Zhou Mikang expressed his thanks emotionlessly, then nodded at Director Xu and followed the others to the ward.

Director Xu then pulled Jing Zhe aside: "Wait a moment."

Jing Zhe stopped, and the smile faded from his face: "Aunt Xu, please don’t tell me you’re having second thoughts."

"You’re quite sharp, Xiao Zhe. Xiaomi and you have been under my watch as you grew up, I know your personalities well. Your mother and Aunt Lin have been at odds for a lifetime, and I don’t want you and Xiaomi to end up lifelong rivals, sigh," Director Xu sighed deeply and said with a wry smile, "If I had known the person you were helping was Xiaomi’s father-in-law and mother-in-law, I definitely wouldn’t have passed the information to you that day."

"Aunt, rest assured, I won’t fight with Zhou Mikang," Jing Zhe looked at Aunt Xu earnestly, "I truly admire Lin Chuxia’s talent in this area. You might think that my offer to take her on as an assistant is just because of fondness, right?"

"Isn’t it? I checked, and she had never been exposed to this field before coming here. Even if she is intelligent, to start from scratch with a student..." Director Xu paused and then continued, "I just can’t believe that you’re doing this without a personal agenda."

"No matter what I say, you won’t listen. How about this, I’ll talk to Zhou Mikang, and if he agrees, I’ll take her on, but if he doesn’t, I’ll drop it, okay?"

After considering for a moment, Director Xu nodded: "Fine, let him tell me directly."

...

Chuxia stayed in the ward until evening before being sent back to the army by Zhou Mikang.

This time, Zhou Mikang personally drove her there. It was clear she was worried about her father. When Zhou Mikang started the car, he added, "I’ll come over tonight. Since you want to stay with the medical team, you must pay attention to discipline."

Chuxia quickly nodded: "I know, thank you!"

Zhou Mikang’s face then darkened, and the atmosphere inside the car immediately turned heavy. Chuxia could roughly guess why he wasn’t happy and shifted uneasily: "I... I didn’t mean to be formal with you. I really didn’t expect you to stay overnight at the hospital yesterday. I don’t know what to say to express how I feel, in any case, I’m truly grateful. You understand, right?"

"I’m not stupid!" Zhou Mikang glanced at her coolly, "We’re engaged, this is what I should do. If you can’t be there, who’s going to stay overnight?"

"You’re right!" She nodded earnestly, "Being engaged means you’re practically my father’s son-in-law, staying overnight is the right thing to do. Still, I want to thank you. After all, many understand this principle but few act on it. You’ve considered it and haven’t even asked for credit, which makes me think you’re a very responsible man. In this way, I don’t find it so hard to accept marrying you."

Zhou Mikang didn’t want to squabble with her and went straight to the point: "You want to be a doctor?"

"Yes!" Chuxia nodded firmly, her expression serious, "I really want to be a doctor."

"Being a doctor is a very strenuous profession. First, learning is a lengthy process; then, dealing with birth, aging, illness, and death is something you have to face every day. Over time, it either makes you numb or depressed. Do you think your mentality is okay?"

"Hardship does not scare me. In any profession, if you want to excel, you cannot avoid hardship. Birth, aging, illness, and death are natural laws; that I can accept.

I can also imagine how a failed surgery can bring a doctor’s mood to rock bottom, but when you successfully save a critically ill patient, the sense of achievement that comes from within can completely offset that low.

I can even imagine some family members might take extreme actions because of a failed surgery, but these are, after all, a minority. Most people are reasonable and understanding.

In short, I like this industry now, and I want to enter it; I also want to excel in it. I am still young, and I have the chance to achieve all these things I aspire to do!"

"Can you give me a reason why you must become a doctor?"

"Since I must choose a profession, this is the only one I can think of that suits me right now," Chuxia honestly looked at Zhou Mikang. "The gap between you and me is too great. I want to use this profession to bring a bit of balance in my parents’ hearts."

"I see." Zhou Mikang nodded and fell silent.

"The day I promised Teacher Jing to be his assistant was to take care of my dad in time, but now, that’s no longer the main reason. I truly want to learn medicine, and his willingness to take me on is my opportunity."

Zhou Mikang shot Chuxia a bland look: "Are you worried I’ll stop you?"

"Yes." Chuxia nodded. "You would definitely be uncomfortable with this matter, but I really want to be Doctor Jing’s disciple. First, I need a truly good doctor before I have the chance to become a qualified doctor myself."

Zhou Mikang snorted coldly: "If someone else taught you, you couldn’t succeed?"

"At his level, other doctors wouldn’t possibly take me on."

"You do understand quite clearly." Zhou Mikang waved his hand dismissively. "You don’t need to worry about this matter; I will make arrangements for you."

"You’ve agreed?" Chuxia’s eyes sparkled with joy.

Suddenly, Zhou Mikang found her shining eyes somewhat irritating. Was there really cause for such happiness? Was being Jing Zhe’s assistant enough to make her so thrilled?

Come to think of it, with all he had done, why hadn’t he ever seen her show that expression?

"You..." Chuxia gave him a gentle tug. "Why are you pulling a long face again? I mean, can’t you stop being so moody? It makes people scared every time they see you, unsure of when they might offend you. It’s just too much ’pear pressure.’"

Zhou Mikang’s eyes narrowed dangerously: "I can give you pressure the size of a mountain?"

"No, no, that was just a figure of speech. I was talking about pears, the fruit, you know? You’re just giving me ’pear-sized’ pressure, not big, really not big."

The corner of Zhou Mikang’s mouth twitched involuntarily. Was he really getting old? Why was it that conversing with her always felt like they were talking past each other?

This girl, having grown up in the countryside without much exposure to the world, how could she persistently give him the impression that her insights were even deeper than his?

It must be because he hadn’t slept all night, and his mind was in a haze! Yes, that must be it! The troop commander Tongzi found a reasonable explanation for himself...

"That..." Chuxia poked him again, "I want to ask you something. You see, you think a lot for me, whether I realize it or not. Are you doing this just because we are engaged and you have to, or is it because you’ve started to like me a little?"

Zhou Mikang frowned and glanced at her, not saying a word.

"What does that face mean?" Chuxia stared at him, puzzled. "I’m rather slow on the uptake; I can’t understand it. Could you please explain it with words instead of making me guess from your expressions?"

It wasn’t that troop commander Tongzi didn’t want to answer her, but he himself was also bewildered.

Did he like her, or was it because of something else? In any case, he found himself unconsciously wanting to consider everything on her behalf. But what exactly did he like about her? Her personality? Her appearance? It seemed like both, yet not quite. In short, he was confused himself, so how could he possibly explain it to her?

Moving to another topic: "Since you want to be a doctor, have you thought about formally schooling? The university entrance exam has been reinstated this year. There’s still time for you to prepare if you start now."

"I do want to, but not right now," Chuxia thought to herself. Since I want to become a doctor, how could I not want to go to school? But now is not the time. In two years, that famous medical college will be fully operational.

Even though I could get in this year, it would be a complete waste of a year and a half since I want to be a real doctor, not just to get a diploma.

That’s why I’m thinking of starting with practical experience now and considering entering a formal school system later. Fortunately, that medical college is affiliated with the military commission. If I had not enlisted, I wouldn’t even be eligible to apply. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote, subscribe, or leave a monthly ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)