When the truck finally stopped, Wang Xiaolan immediately organized medical staff to transfer the injured from the car to the ward.

Just as the wounded were being evacuated, another car horn blared. Wang Xiaolan, thinking another group of wounded had arrived, looked toward the gate. A jeep, also entering the yard, slowly opened its doors. First to step out was Director Lin, the former director of the field hospital. As his figure came into view, Wang Xiaolan felt an indescribable surge of excitement.

Dean Lin was her mentor and the first person who appreciated her talent after she entered the field hospital. The moment Wang Xiaolan saw him, tears almost burst out.

She walked quickly forward, shook Dean Lin's hand tightly, and said in a slightly trembling voice, "Dean Lin, you're finally here!" Dean Lin looked at Wang Xiaolan with a smile, a hint of relief in his eyes. He patted Wang Xiaolan on the shoulder and said, "Xiaolan, long time no see. This mission is not easy. We must work together to take good care of these wounded."

"Don't worry, I will definitely heal the wounded you brought with me."

Dean Lin smiled and said, "Doctor Wang, no, I have to call you Dean."

Wang Xiaolan smiled and said, "Director Lin, we will always be in a superior-subordinate relationship. I still like to hear you call me Doctor Wang."

Dean Lin looked at the young comrade in front of him, and the more he looked at him, the more he liked him. He said happily, "Doctor Wang, the first time I saw you, I knew you were something special! Look at this hospital, it's so well built. I heard you designed it yourself?"

Wang Xiaolan smiled and said, "I just like to tinker with some small designs."

Dean Lin's eyes lit up and he praised, "This is no ordinary little design!"

As they were talking, a voice came from behind. Wang Xiaolan turned around and saw a familiar figure...