She Only Cares About Cultivation-Chapter 835 - 782: Famine Era 23 (First Update)

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Chapter 835: Chapter 782: Famine Era 23 (First Update)

Because she was worried that someone might discover the secret ingredient in the porridge, Ye Huan stayed by the stove the entire time, not letting anyone touch it.

Once it was ready, she immediately brought it to Tong Zhan’s private hospital room. As she reached the door, she was about to knock with her foot when she suddenly heard them mention a familiar name.

The first thing she said upon entering was, "The Ye Jiachao you just mentioned, where is he?"

Tong Zhan and Cui Lei both looked up at her. Ye Huan put the earthen pot on the table and walked over quickly.

"Is Ye Jiachao from your unit? Is he about the same age as me? From Henan?"

Cui Lei looked at Ye Huan in surprise, "Dr. Xiao Ye, how did you know? He seems to be about 21 or 22, and he indeed has a Henan accent."

"Is he also injured? Where is he?"

"Yes, our regiment leader got injured saving him. When the shell flew over, he was loading bullets, and if it weren’t for our regiment leader, he wouldn’t be around now. Thankfully, he only injured his leg, but he’s in another hospital!"

Ye Huan’s eyes turned red all of a sudden. She pointed at the prepared porridge and said to Cui Lei,

"The porridge is ready. Take care of your regiment leader first, I have to go out for a bit."

Before Ye Huan left, she bowed gratefully to Tong Zhan, "Thank you for saving my brother. Ye Jiachao is my cousin, only two years older than me,"

It wasn’t until Ye Huan had left in a whirlwind that Cui Lei reacted.

"Wow, who would’ve thought that Brother Ye, who can’t even read a single character, would have such a well-educated sister."

Only then did Tong Zhan realize, "No wonder the name sounded familiar." There was information about Ye Jiachao in Ye Huan’s files from back then.

But it had been forgotten over time. The day he saved him, it was instinctual, and he would have done it for anyone.

However, having this woman owe him a personal favor seemed not too bad.

"Wow, Commander, Dr. Xiao Ye really went all out. She managed to get red dates and peanuts for you; they’re great for blood replenishment, and the porridge is excellently cooked, with rice and millet. I remember, your specifications didn’t include rice, millet, red dates, or peanuts. Did she add those herself?"

Cui Lei served a small bowl and brought it over. Tong Zhan, seeing the poached egg, was momentarily taken aback, "She’s thoughtful."

By the time Ye Huan got to another field hospital, it was already two or three in the afternoon. A classmate of hers was there, so it didn’t take her long to find Ye Jiachao. He was surrounded by several injured warriors. When she ran in, out of breath, Ye Jiachao was so shocked he nearly fell off the bed.

"Oh my god, am I seeing things? Is that really my little sister?"

Ye Huan rushed up to him and punched him in the chest.

"Ye Jiachao, how did you promise me back then? If it weren’t for Commander Tong, would you have been gone in a foreign land this time?"

Though Ye Huan was wearing a white coat, a mask, and a cap, Ye Jiachao recognized her voice.

"Oh my, is it really you, little sister? Why are you here?"

"We military doctors go wherever we’re needed, don’t we? How’s your injury? Never mind, I’ll go ask your doctor."

Ye Huan ran over to ask the supervising doctor and was relieved to confirm that his leg could be saved.

Then she urgently arranged for his transfer, amid the envious eyes of other warriors, as they loaded him onto a vehicle.

For warriors coming from the frontline, they could be sent to any hospital, but since Ye Huan said this was her own brother, and she wanted to take care of him nearby, no one had the heart to refuse, and her request was quickly approved. Ultimately, it was because she had networked quite a bit recently; otherwise, she wouldn’t have had this privilege.

After transferring him to her hospital, she wanted to give Ye Jiachao special treatment. It wasn’t appropriate to place him in another room, so she brazenly approached Tong Zhan for negotiation. After all, his level was quite high, and not just anyone could have a private room.

Ye Huan was responsible for Tong Zhan, so transferring Ye Jiachao to his room seemed the most fitting.

When she proposed this request to him, Tong Zhan asked her in return,

"What can I get in exchange?"

An exchange? He dared to openly ask her for something in return?

What could she offer him? She had neither money nor beauty.

"I don’t seem to have anything to offer you, but you did save this person, right? I’ve returned the favor, can’t you help a little?"

She admitted she was resorting to moral kidnapping. But if her brother wanted to eat nutritious food, he had to be taken care of by her, so she was determined to do it for that reason.

Tong Zhan continued, "I didn’t initially think saving someone was about getting favors, but if it’s a favor you’re repaying, then that’s a different story. After all, I saved your life four years ago, and now, four years later, I saved your brother. Logically, don’t you owe me some benefit in return?"

Ye Huan pursed her lips, wondering if this guy was asking for benefits multiple times, could it be money he wanted?

Although she didn’t have much money, if money could solve it, she wouldn’t mind.

So she asked directly, "How much money do you want then?"

Tong Zhan almost choked on his own saliva because of this question, "Money? Which of your eyes sees that I want money?"

Not money?

Ye Huan frowned, "If it’s not money, then what do you want?"

"I’m ten years older than you, unmarried, originally from Beiping, my dad died early, my mom remarried, no siblings, as far as I know. Grew up on the streets, been a beggar, been a hooligan, later adopted, learned some books for a few years. My adoptive parents died in ’42 too. If I manage to survive and return to Beiping, would you be willing to marry me as my wife?"

Tong Zhan’s words made Ye Huan’s eyes widen instantly, "Marry you as your wife? Tong Zhan, don’t joke with me, that’s not funny."

"Joking? You’re the first woman I’ve kissed, shouldn’t I be responsible for you? Although I’m about a cycle older, I’m someone who treasures my wife. Besides, I think it’s best for you to marry someone you know well. Otherwise, when the situation in North Korea settles down and we return to our country, as a high-educated doctor like you, many would be vying for you. By then, whether you want to or not won’t be the question; rather than marrying someone else, why not consider me?"

Ye Huan had to admit, what Tong Zhan said had always been her biggest concern. At her current age, though not old, there were many unmarried older youths. Even if arranging wives by seniority, doctors, nurses, and teachers were always the first choice, finding a husband of her liking wasn’t simple.

But if Tong Zhan was using this to blackmail her, it would make her feel uncomfortable. Marriage wasn’t a child’s play, especially since liberation had occurred, and finding a man had to take these factors into account.

With Tong Zhan’s current rank, it was already high, but the higher it was, the less secure she felt, especially since she had once been part of Underground D. What her adoptive parents were like, whether it would be brought up by others in the future, she had to know in advance.

"It doesn’t matter, I’m just giving you a heads-up in advance, for you to be mentally prepared. Otherwise, when I use force in the future, you—"

Ye Huan looked at him incredulously, "I’m not good-looking, I have no background at home, what exactly do you see in me that’s worth using force for?"

"What do you know? Can beauty be eaten as food? Or drunk as water? Finding a wife should be someone like you. Appearance isn’t important; what’s important is having education, knowledge, and ability. Finding someone yourself is always better than letting them randomly assign someone to you, isn’t it? And most importantly, we met four years ago, and I have a good relationship with your brother. If not for me, wouldn’t you have to consider him?"

Ye Huan twitched her mouth, "But I don’t want to consider personal issues right now."

"You not considering doesn’t mean others won’t, believe it or not? Once we return, as soon as the situation stabilizes, the Political Commissar at your hospital will have talks with you unmarried young women?"

She believed it since this sort of thing had appeared more than once in movies and TV shows. What reason did she have not to believe?

"No matter, I’ll give you a few days to think about it; is five days enough? You can get your brother transferred now. If it’s inconvenient, I can speak for you to the higher-ups,"

In this era, there wasn’t the so-called romance; it was all about seeing eye-to-eye or not seeing eye-to-eye. Clearly, this Tong Zhan had already set his sights on her.

No wonder he was once part of Underground D; his vision was indeed good. Ye Huan was indeed suitable to be a wife and would bring prosperity to her husband because she was the lucky star of the Ye Family.

However, this didn’t mean she’d easily give away her lifetime happiness because of Ye Jiachao.

No matter what, he had already agreed to let Ye Jiachao come in, and the rest would be addressed once she settled her brother.

So Ye Huan eagerly escaped the ward and hurried to arrange for Ye Jiachao. As soon as she left, a triumphant smile appeared on the corners of Tong Zhan’s lips.

"Now it’s about who acts faster; if you’re slow, all the good wives would be picked out. How can those old guys above match her?"

After all, Tong Zhan had been mixing in Country J for so many years, each step taken cautiously. He wasn’t like those boorish ones; at critical moments, he had to use his brain.

Just the fact that this girl could get into the Military Hospital from the countryside set her apart from ordinary rural girls, just that alone could surpass so many others.

To pass the Military Medical College’s screening requires a family with a clean background. They were all within a system, and there were common languages when communicating daily.

If he found someone as a teacher, they might not necessarily look up to him, though he also attended military school and received systematic training, but in the eyes of those culturally sophisticated people, he was just a boor. Why wouldn’t Ye Huan disdain him? Because her family had eight such boors; could she disdain them all?

As far as his vision was concerned, this girl was an exceptional talent, so young yet respected by so many, how could her future not be promising?

She’s good enough for him!