Airport.
Li Yuetang and Song Lingyi happily sent Lin Wanjun to college.
"Sister, when you get to school, tell me your address and I'll write to you!"
Li Yuetang seemed to have taken hormones and was growing taller rapidly. Now she was almost as tall as Lin Wanjun's ears.
Her eyebrows and eyes gradually grew longer, and it seemed as if Li Yuetang's shadow could be seen in her outline.
So many military families in the compound thought that Song Lingyi was Li Yuetang's biological daughter, and they teased her for deliberately hiding the child from outsiders.
Lin Wanjun smiled and pinched Song Lingyi's face.
"Can you read? You dare to write to me?"
Song Lingyi pouted and shouted, "Of course I can write. Humph, sister, you did it on purpose."
As she said that, she turned around and complained to Li Yuetang.
"Mom, look at my sister. She bullies me."
Li Yuetang was overjoyed.
"Do you think complaining to me will work? Do you think anyone in this family can control your sister?"
Song Lingyi became even angrier. After a moment, she stamped her feet and shouted, "I'm going to find my aunt. I'll let her take care of you!"
My aunt is Lin Fengzhi.
These words made Lin Wanjun and Li Yuetang laugh out loud at the same time.
"The little girl is so smart, she even looks for the thickest thighs."
Lin Wanjun ruffled Song Lingyi's hair and said, "Study hard and I'll check your homework when I come back."
The boarding time was approaching, and Li Yuetang reluctantly urged Lin Wanjun to get on the plane.
"Remember to call and write often!"
"If you need money, tell Mom. Don't be frugal and put yourself in a difficult position!"
"You're out there alone, take care of yourself!"
…
Lin Wanjun was walking in front, and Li Yuetang's earnest instructions kept coming from behind, making her eye sockets hot and wet.
A mother's worry about her son even when he is thousands of miles away suddenly became concrete at this moment.
A few hours later, the plane arrived at the provincial capital airport, and the car sent by Yang Jingru to pick her up was already waiting on the tarmac.
As soon as she got off the plane, she got into a car and headed straight to the medical team's gathering point - the Provincial People's Hospital.
When Lin Wanjun was brought into a spacious conference room, the people who were chattering suddenly stopped and the scene became completely silent.
Everyone's eyes were on her, sizing up the paratrooper with consideration and curiosity.
In a society where relationships are important, connections and nepotism are everywhere. The Provincial People's Hospital is not short of people with connections.
But this is the first time I have met someone with such a special relationship as Lin Wanjun.
She was not seeking a comfortable job, nor was she trying to get a stable job. Instead, she was rushing to the most dangerous and tiring front line.
What's the big deal? Why bother Minister Yang? Who would volunteer to die on the front lines?
The person leading the team was the vice president of the hospital, his surname was Zhao, and his name was Zhao Yajun. He was a male doctor in his forties, with a serious expression, and seemed difficult to approach.
When he saw the young and weak Lin Wanjun, his brows furrowed tightly.
"Are you the doctor that Minister Yang recommended?"
Zhao Yajun's eyes were full of doubt and a hint of anger.
"I heard you only graduated from junior high school? I heard you never went to medical school? I heard you're only in your early twenties?"
Three consecutive "I heard"s have revealed Zhao Yajun's uncontrollable anger.
He slammed the table and shouted, "This is just nonsense! This is causing trouble for our medical team! This... This... I'm going to confront the dean right now!"
They go to the front line to save people, not to hinder the front line.
A delicate girl like Lin Wanjun, even if she wants to gild herself, cannot use such a life-threatening method to seek personal gain.
Subconsciously, Zhao Yajun had already classified Lin Wanjun as a playboy.
He has been in the hospital for many years and has seen a lot of similar things.
In some important medical missions, there are always some uneducated young people who are stuffed into the team in order to make their resumes look better and pave the way for their official careers.
Not only are these people unable to help, but they will also cause trouble for everyone, and even cause irreparable tragedy because of their willfulness and ignorance.
So Zhao Yajun hated people with connections, and he also hated Lin Wanjun.
Zhao Yajun was so angry that he went to the dean to argue. He was determined to remove this person with connections. He would not allow any bad apples in her team.
Unlike Zhao Yajun's anger, Lin Wanjun was exceptionally calm.
Zhao Yajun slammed the door and left angrily. Others looked at her with disdain and disgust, as if condemning the trouble she, a "relative", had brought them.
Lin Wanjun smiled and began to introduce herself.
"Hello everyone, my name is Lin Wanjun. I believe that trust between people shouldn't be based on what others say, but on seeing for yourself."
"It's okay if you doubt my abilities, but we're all in the same field. Feel free to test me and see if I'm a qualified battlefield medic."
…
More than half an hour later, Zhao Yajun pushed open the door of the conference room with a look of anger and helplessness.
He and the dean almost had a quarrel, but it was no use.
The dean seemed to have been determined to let Lin Wanjun join the medical team. Even when he said he was going to complain to Minister Yang, the dean had an expression that said "whatever you want to do".
The hot-tempered Zhao Yajun was so angry that he almost exploded.
He pushed the door open and looked for Lin Wanjun, wanting to force this ignorant young lady from a wealthy family to give up.
But what is the result?
His most trusted team members were now sitting together with Lin Wanjun, communicating warmly and amicably, and the atmosphere was particularly harmonious and friendly.
Zhao Yajun was stunned, feeling a little angry that his teammate had stabbed him in the back.
"Doctor Zhao, you're back!"
Someone saw Zhao Yajun coming back and stood up and said, "Come here quickly, we've found a treasure!"
Picked up a treasure?
Where is the treasure?
It can't be that person with connections who didn't even go to junior high school, right?
The doctor with the highest diploma in the medical team is Kou Benqing, who studied medicine abroad and holds a doctorate degree. Naturally, he has reason to be proud.
But such a proud doctor was full of praise for Lin Wanjun at this moment.
"Xiao Lin is amazing! Not only is the theoretical knowledge solid, but he also has many advanced treatment concepts that I've never heard of before."
Kou Benqing is an academic maniac.
Just now, I had deliberately asked some tricky questions with the intention of making Lin Wanjun give up, hoping that this little girl would leave tactfully.
Who knew the little girl was so powerful?
Not only did he perfectly answer the professional questions he raised, but he also proposed some new ideas they had never heard of, helping them solve a problem that had troubled them for a long time.
So a question-and-answer session with deliberate provocations turned into a discussion session.
Everyone gathered around Lin Wanjun, discussing with her some of the current difficult medical problems that are difficult to solve. As Lin Wanjun talked, they seemed to have found a clue.
Kou Benqing, such a proud doctor of medicine, praised Lin Wanjun highly, which completely stunned Zhao Yajun.
He looked incredulous and questioning at Lin Wanjun.
"What did you do to my team? Did you bribe them?"
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