Chapter 1

Inside the field hospital tent on the front lines,
Song Chenchen was practicing the latest surgical suturing technique.

“Mom! Mom!”

“Kid, your mom’s not here.”

That childish call of “Mom” made her hand tremble slightly.

She carefully stitched the broken egg membrane with the suture needle.

“Are you Song Chenchen?”

“Yes, that’s me!”

“Then that’s right—Ou Mobei is your dad, so you’re the mom.”

“Pfft…”

Who’s this lost little kid?

Song Chenchen looked at the roughly five-year-old child standing before her, and all her anger instantly melted away.

The kid was holding a document stamped with a red official seal.

“Look, this says Song… um, Chenchen. Three characters, right?

Mom, it’s got the political department’s red seal. No mistake!”

Oh my goodness—those three characters are correct, but why are they on a marriage report?

And next to her name was another set of three characters: “Ou Mobei.”

Is that the famous bomb disposal expert Ou Mobei?

Who approved this political department document?

It must be a mistake…

Just then, Director Li from the field hospital and Director Tu from the political department entered the tent together.

“Congratulations, Dr. Song. I’m here on behalf of the political department to bring you some warmth!” Director Tu said first.

Looking at the two leaders’ serious expressions, Song Chenchen felt uneasy.

“Director Li, you must be mistaken! I submitted a material requisition form, not a marriage report.”

“Hehe, little Song, once the political department stamps it, it’s official.

The man’s unmarried and the woman’s single, so no big deal, right?”

“What? No big deal? Leaders, this is a marriage report.”

Song Chenchen absolutely refused to let her lifelong matter be decided so carelessly.

Director Li adjusted his glasses and avoided her gaze.

“Ou Mobei is well-known throughout the army, highly sought-after and genuine…”

“Yes, ask the female comrades outside, who doesn’t like him?”

Song Chenchen wasn’t listening to their back-and-forth.

She pulled out the backup of her original material requisition form.

“Enough… Look, I clearly requested three sterilization autoclaves, fifty surgical kits…

How did this become a marriage deal, buying one and getting one free?

Are you trying to say I hit the jackpot?”

“Exactly…”

Director Tu quickly pulled out some commendation certificates and handed them to Song Chenchen.

“Comrade Ou Mobei is truly outstanding. Just think of this as the organization giving you a bonus, a reward.

Look… these, and these, are all his military merits.”

After saying that, Director Tu stuffed Ou Mobei’s military commendation papers into Song Chenchen’s hands.

“When will this military marriage approval be done quietly and afterward notified?

No, I don’t agree to this.”

“Little Song, it’s too late… just let it be!”

“Let it be?”

Song Chenchen’s head was still buzzing.

This sudden “benefit” left her completely confused.

Director Tu put down his words and, grabbing Director Li’s arm, quickly left the field hospital.

“Wait… I haven’t finished talking!”

Just as Song Chenchen was about to follow, a pair of small hands tugged at her white coat.

“Mom, you’re so pretty. Nan Nan likes you.”

“Go away, I’m sending you off right now!”

Faced with the little kid’s flattery, Song Chenchen was unmoved.

She was busy with her work.

“Mom, Nan Nan’s hungry, wants milk!”

The little kid held up a big milk bottle hanging from his chest and mumbled.

“Mom, make the milk!”

Uh, Song Chenchen had never been a mom, so where would she get milk to feed a kid?

She was good at surgery, but being a wife and mother? No way!

“I’ve never been a mom, so I can’t feed you.

I’m taking you to find your dad.

Tell me quickly, where is he?”

Song Chenchen grabbed the little cutie and hurried out of the tent.

At that moment, soldiers and medical staff outside all looked toward Song Chenchen at once…

“Dr. Song, heard the political department’s sent you a husband and son!”

“Wow, little one, you’re so cute! What’s your name?”

The nurses gathered around the little kid.

“My name’s Ou Zinan!”

“Wow… Ou Zinan! Sounds like a cultured name. Who gave it to you?”

Song Chenchen blushed deeply.

“Dr. Song, I have milk powder. If you need anything, just say so.”

Gu Yiqian from the anesthesia department had just had a baby last month and had plenty of supplies.

She quickly offered her baby formula to help Song Chenchen out.

“Thanks! When did you get so generous? Is your daughter done with it?”

Song Chenchen tossed the milk powder container back at Gu Yiqian with a smile.

“Come on, take me to find your dad.

Even if he’s gone all the way to the West to seek scriptures, I’m taking you to see the Buddha.”

“Mom, do you not want Nan Nan?”

The little kid started crying when he realized there was no milk and he might be sent away.

“Before Dad left, he told Nan Nan that if he didn’t come back tomorrow, I must listen to Mom from then on!

Mom, Nan Nan’s being good, don’t send me away.

Waaah… waaah…”

Uh, Ou Mobei…

Not bad, this feels like leaving a child in someone’s care.

The kid’s words melted Song Chenchen’s heart.

Even if she wanted to send him away, with all these comrades watching, she wasn’t going to take the cold and heartless blame.

“Alright, you can stay today.

But I warn you, when your dad comes back tomorrow, you better leave with him quickly!”

The little boy, who had been smiling, suddenly lowered his head again.

“Dad’s lying! Waaah… waaah… where are you, Dad?”

“Don’t be so harsh on the kid. Looks like the organization really took good care of you, giving you a full set of happiness and perks—top tier!”

Gu Yiqian’s words drew cheers from the hospital colleagues.

“Yes, Dr. Song. Captain Ou is our male idol.

You’ve hit the jackpot with this heavenly man.

We’re all waiting for the wedding and the candy!”

Watching her comrades teasing her, Song Chenchen rubbed her aching temples.

“Hey, do you all need a fever clinic check-up?”

She glanced at the little boy holding her coat’s small finger.

With his curly hair and a face covered in tears and snot, he looked just like a lost puppy.

Song Chenchen’s heart softened.

She knelt down and wiped the child’s face with an alcohol swab:

“Alright, just one bottle of milk tonight, and no candy before bed. Brush your teeth.”