Chapter 1 I can't perform surgery on you unless you take your pants off.

"Comrade, I can't perform the surgery on you unless you take off your pants."

Qiao Xingyue had no idea that the Commander Xie, whose manhood had been injured, was her husband.

Five years ago, Qiao Xingyue underwent four surgeries in a row. As soon as she stepped off the operating table, everything went black—when she opened her eyes again, she had traveled back to the 1970s and become a village girl weighing over 200 pounds—Pangya.

At that time, Fatty's mother had her eye on the platoon leader who came to the village on a mission.

Hearing that the platoon leader received a monthly allowance of forty-eight yuan, she became extremely envious and secretly prepared a packet of veterinary medicine for breeding.

Mix it into two bowls of sweet potato porridge.

One bowl was given to the platoon leader who came to stay overnight, and the other bowl was given to his unsuspecting daughter, Fatty.

Qiao Xingyue transmigrated at this time.

She was immediately overwhelmed by the effects of the drug as soon as she opened her eyes, her body went limp, and she ended up rolling around with the equally unconscious platoon leader.

The man woke up the next morning completely bewildered.

Knowing he was being tricked, and seeing Fatty's mother crying and saying that she had lost her virginity, he still gritted his teeth, accepted the situation, and married Fatty.

Qiao Xingyue was in a daze for several days. When she was riding on the man, she couldn't even see what he looked like. When she woke up, she had a husband.

After the marriage, the man stayed in the army and did not let Fatty go to the army to live with him. He just kept sending money to Fatty.

All that money was kept by Fatty's mother; she didn't give Fatty a single penny.

Not long after, Fatty's mother, seeing that the money was secure, made up a lie to deceive her: "The platoon leader died in the line of duty, and I'll save the compensation for you."

He turned around and kicked Qiao Xingyue, who had just become pregnant, out of the house.

Qiao Xingyue, still carrying the body of "Fatty Girl," gave birth to twins in the dilapidated house.

She had no postpartum confinement period and no food to eat, and she lost weight from over 200 pounds to 90 pounds before she finally regained her medical skills from her previous life.

After five years of hardship, she changed her name back to Qiao Xingyue and took her two four-year-old daughters to make a living. Two years ago, she came to Shantang Village and became a village doctor there.

Qiao Xingyue had no idea that the rugged and handsome Commander Xie in front of her was the unfortunate man she had slept with back then.

The man had no idea that the thin and beautiful female village doctor in front of him was his overweight wife who weighed over 200 pounds.

"Comrade Xie, you have injured a vital part of your body. If you don't have surgery soon, you will be unable to have children."

The man was so badly injured that cold sweat poured down his forehead from the pain, yet he still clung tightly to the belt.

Those lean arms, with the cuffs rolled up.

Every visible vein and muscle line exudes masculine power.

But there was blood on his arm.

Qiao Xingyue was already used to the bloodshed on the operating table.

She gently placed her hand on the man's bloodstained arm, coaxing and soothing him:

"Comrade Xie, there is no distinction between men and women on the operating table."

"Right now, I'm just a doctor who saves lives."

"Sweetie, let go!"

Only then did Xie Zhongming look at Qiao Xingyue properly.

He never gave any female comrades a second glance.

But Dr. Qiao in front of me was different. She was slender and graceful, and her white coat made her look like an angel.

She wore a loose, single ponytail that hung down in front of her chest.

A dark green ribbon was tied to the end of her braid, making her look youthful and beautiful.

With her large almond-shaped eyes, delicate teardrop nose, and radiant white skin, she exudes a striking and captivating charm.

Xie Zhongming was extremely resistant to the idea of ​​such a beautiful female doctor taking off his pants to perform surgery on him.

He said politely but firmly, "Comrade, please find me a male doctor. If you don't, I'd rather die than have the surgery."

Qiao Xingyue was furious.

What time is it?

He doesn't care about his own manhood, but he's afraid she'll see him naked?

"Is your manhood more important, or your self-esteem?"

On the operating table, time is life.

Moreover, when he was brought here, his genitals were severely injured.

The crotch area of ​​his army green trousers was already soaked with blood, turning it a dark patch.

If this drags on any longer, even she might not be able to restore his manhood to its pre-injury state.

"There are no male doctors here who can cure you."

"You have to take it off today, whether you like it or not."

Her harsh tone carried a serious undertone.

In a swift and decisive move, he took a silver needle and inserted it into an acupoint on Xie Zhongming's arm.

The next moment, taking advantage of the man's weakness, she swiftly unbuckled his belt and pulled down his blood-stained trousers.

With that pull, Qiao Xingyue's brows furrowed into a knot.

Tsk tsk tsk...

This injury is quite serious.

Seeing Qiao Xingyue's expression, Jiang Beiyang was truly worried. "Comrade Qiao, is there no hope? Is Zhongming really going to be childless in the future?"

Qiao Xingyue said decisively, "There is hope, but I want to add thirty to the surgery fee."

Jiang Beiyang was furious, "Comrade, you promised thirty..."

How can they raise prices so arbitrarily?

Qiao Xingyue disinfected her hands, preparing to perform surgery at any time.

“When you brought the person here before, you only said it was a routine suturing surgery. But now it seems that the surgery was extremely difficult and risky, and ordinary people cannot do it.”

In addition, Qiao Xingyue was waiting to receive the money to buy medicine for her youngest daughter, Ningning.

Because Ningning was born with congenital asthma, the special medicine costs 24 yuan a box.

She treats patients in this small village, but she can't earn this much in a month. She often borrows money from all over the village. Although she always pays it back on time, the villagers are not well-off and live a hard life. She has reached the point where she can borrow no more money.

"If you're willing to pay more, I'll start the surgery right now."

Her gaze swept decisively between Comrade Xie and Comrade Jiang.

Wait for them to make a decision.

“You…” Jiang Beiyang clenched his fists.

Xie Zhongming, who was sweating profusely from the pain, never expected this woman to demand such a high price.

He glanced at her again, his eyes filled with even colder intent—was this woman a greedy person?

"Should we do it or not? The longer we delay, the greater the risk of the surgery. If the tissue dies, it will be useless to suture it up."

Jiang Beiyang was afraid that Xie Zhongming would really be childless, so he gritted his teeth and nodded, "Add thirty, then. Let's get the surgery done quickly."

Qiao Xingyue, racing against time, stretched out her hand to the nurse beside her, "Get me a razor, let's shave him first."

The nurse disinfected the knife and handed it to her.

She reached down towards the man's lower abdomen, about to begin shaving.

Her thin, pale wrist was suddenly grabbed forcefully by the man's other hand.

The man blushed.

The tips of her ears were also red, with a hint of shyness.

Qiao Xingyue found this man's conservative nature somewhat endearing.

She gave the arm another injection, then quickly and efficiently shaved it. "I've already seen everything, so behave yourself and don't move, or you'll suffer the consequences."

Xie Zhongming really wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

The injured area was touched in a way that even his plump wife from the countryside, with whom he had slept, had never touched like this.

Today, however, it was because he was seriously injured that this woman in front of him...

Unfortunately, he had no choice but to lie there obediently, letting the woman in front of him do whatever she wanted with him.

"After shaving and disinfection, they'll give you anesthesia."

"It will hurt a little when the anesthetic is injected, just bear with it, but you won't feel anything after a minute or two."

"Your injury is quite serious. I can't fully guarantee whether you can regain your previous function."

"However, I will do my best."

It really hurts when the anesthesia goes off.

Xie Zhongming broke out in a cold sweat, but didn't even blink.

Qiao Xingyue could tell he was a tough, hard-working man.

"Can you still feel anything?" She moved his wound.

"have."

The voice was clear and resonant, with each word distinct and powerful.

She didn't tremble at all because of the pain; instead, she seemed shy.

Half a minute later, Qiao Xingyue moved again, "And now?"

"I don't feel anything anymore."

"Then I'll begin the surgery."

The anesthetic is only applied locally.

Xie Zhongming was conscious and watched the woman in front of him stare at his injury the whole time.

His reddened ear tips grew increasingly hot.

The surgery lasted for about an hour.

Qiao Xingyue handled the situation with ease, finishing the last stitch and then wrapping the bandage around his neck. "Alright, the anesthesia will wear off and you'll still feel swollen and painful. You can't wear pants during this time to avoid friction and keep the area dry. I'll check on your post-operative condition when I have time."

As she spoke, Qiao Xingyue covered the man with a thin blanket, saying, "You should rest well. I need to go check on the other injured people."

As she spoke, she helped him pull up the curtain, then turned and quickly left.

More than a dozen injured people were brought to the collapsed mine one after another.

The village has poor conditions and no formal clinic.

Qiao Xingyue's home was originally the village's temporary clinic. When villagers were sick, they would come directly to her house. After the mining accident in the village, her house naturally became the first medical center.

She continued to race against time to treat the next injured person.

By the time she finally had some free time, it was already late at night on the second night.

I've been working non-stop for two days and two nights, and I'm exhausted.

But she still drew back the curtain and went to Xie Zhongming's bedside. "How are you feeling?"

There was only a kerosene lamp beside Xie Zhongming's bed, illuminating his resolute profile.

Seeing her approach, Xie Zhongming felt a little uneasy. "It's alright."

After all, she had seen that place completely.

This conservative and shy man had a surprisingly strong and powerful voice: "Comrade Qiao, thank you."

“It’s only right to do things for money.” As she spoke, Qiao Xingyue had already lifted the thin blanket covering his abdomen. “Let me check on his post-operative condition.” The blanket was lifted halfway before being pulled back over him.

The man clung tightly to the blanket, "I'm not wearing pants... Dr. Qiao, the surgery is over, so you don't need to see me anymore."

"I need to see how things go after the surgery before I can judge how well I'm recovering."

The man continued to tug at the blanket tightly, saying, "I think I've recovered quite well."

"Comrade Xie, I need to see it with my own eyes to determine if there is any postoperative infection or wound dehiscence. Otherwise, if any unexpected problems are not treated in time, you may not be able to have normal sexual intercourse in the future, and you may even have difficulty urinating."

Xie Zhongming simply couldn't understand how a woman, even if she was a doctor, could say such shameless things.

But realizing the seriousness of the situation, the man let go.

However, they were unwilling and resentful.

The kerosene lamp inside the tent provided dim light.

After Qiao Xingyue lifted the blanket again, she took out a flashlight from her pocket and shone it on the wound to examine it.

Knowing he was shy, he quickly covered himself with the blanket after reading it, and asked, "Are you married yet?"