At this moment, Qiong Island.

A grassroots hospital for a certain team.

“Dr. Su, you’re off duty but still here?!”

This grassroots hospital was made up of rows of small single-story buildings.

Each office was shared by two doctors.

Su Feng worked in the surgery department.

The workload wasn’t heavy, so he had relatively more free time every day.

Like now—although it was already time to clock out, Su Feng was still sitting at his desk, reading diligently.

“Just reading a bit more, I’ll leave later.”

Su Feng looked up at the person passing by his office, nodded in greeting, and responded aloud.

“You’d better hurry up then, or there won’t be much left at the cafeteria.”

The speaker was a doctor from the internal medicine department next door, a few years older than Su Feng, and had been assigned here just last year.

Su Feng nodded again, watching the man head toward the cafeteria with his aluminum lunchbox before lowering his head and continuing to read.

His situation was different from others.

He had to work several times harder to prove his worth and capability.

Only then could he live a stable life and be a solid support for his family.

After reading his medical book for another half hour, Su Feng finally got up, picked up his aluminum lunchbox, and went to the cafeteria for dinner.

He never ate in the cafeteria. Instead, he always brought the food back to his dorm to eat. By this time, there wasn’t much food left.

However, the benefit of working in the team hospital was that there was always at least one dish with stir-fried meat slices—even if the meat was minimal, it was still stir-fried with meat.

Su Feng got a portion of cabbage stir-fried with pork, some bean sprouts, and rice, then returned to his dorm.

Though the place was remote, the living conditions weren’t bad.

He had been assigned a small private room—enough to fit a bed, a desk, and daily necessities.

A month after arriving, when he received his first paycheck, he bought a small stove and a little pot.

He used it to boil water, cook noodles, porridge, eggs, and seafood.

Thanks to the money and ration tickets prepared for him by Qiao Jiuru, Su Feng wasn’t as poor as others imagined.

His life wasn’t particularly difficult—but he had to keep a low profile.

He bought most of his daily necessities only after payday, including eggs and fine grains.

Fortunately, this was the south, with crops harvested year-round.

Wild vegetables and seafood were always available, so eating enough wasn’t a problem.

“Dr. Su, just starting dinner? We were going to ask you to go for a walk with us!”

Su Feng had just returned to his dorm and taken a few bites when a sweet voice came from the doorway.

Outside the door stood a petite and adorable girl, smiling brightly at him.

Behind her stood a man and a woman—the man was Wang Ming, the internal medicine doctor who had earlier invited him to the cafeteria.

The woman was his recent girlfriend, a nurse from the same hospital.

“Sorry, you guys go ahead. I still have some reading to do.”

Su Feng wiped the corner of his mouth, stood up, and politely declined.

He wasn’t some naive youth, nor a student oblivious to the world—he knew perfectly well what they were up to.

But he had no such intentions.

At least, not until his family’s situation changed—he had no plans for a relationship or marriage.

Though his mother had secretly told him that within five or six years, there was a good chance the family would be politically rehabilitated, he was only in his early twenties.

Even marrying at thirty wouldn’t be late. He wasn’t in a rush.

“Su Feng, come take a walk. You can always read later—it won’t take much time.”

Wang Ming had come with a mission tonight—his girlfriend had insisted that he play matchmaker between Su Feng and Yuan Yi.

Since Su Feng had arrived on the island, Yuan Yi had taken a liking to him at first glance and wanted to date him.

However, Su Feng kept his distance from everyone—neither too close nor too cold.

Apart from working, he spent his time reading and resting, leaving no opportunity for anyone.

Still, he wasn’t aloof or arrogant.

At the hospital, whenever someone asked for help within work-related matters, he rarely said no.

“No, really, I’m not going. I have other things to do. You guys go ahead.”

Su Feng clearly understood what was going on, but he still shook his head firmly and sat back down to continue his meal, reading at the same time—utterly unmoved and uncompromising.

Wang Ming looked helplessly at his girlfriend and the clearly disappointed Comrade Yuan Yi. He had no idea what to do.

“Su Feng, are you really not going?!”

Yuan Yi had never been rejected like this before.

She had turned down so many suitors but happened to fall for the freshly arrived Su Feng—only to be rejected.

“Sorry, I don’t want to go.”

Su Feng’s expression remained unchanged as he refused again. Internally, he was starting to feel a little annoyed. Wasn’t his attitude already clear enough?

No interest meant no interest. No intention meant no intention.

Yuan Yi’s face twisted with displeasure. She gave Su Feng a fierce glare and ran off.

“Yuan Yi! Yuan Yi—Su Feng, how could you be like this?!”

Wang Ming’s girlfriend Li Na was both anxious and angry.

She didn’t expect Su Feng to be this kind of person.

Furious, she shouted at Su Feng and hurried off to chase her friend.

Now, Wang Ming was left in an awkward mess.

He looked at the unfazed Su Feng inside the room, then toward the girls, and finally decided to run after them as well.

After the three of them had gone, Su Feng could only shake his head in disbelief.

Dating was something that could be forced?

He hadn’t given anyone any signals.

He hadn’t even released any pheromones—yet somehow, he had attracted unwanted attention?

No, he couldn’t let this happen again. He was absolutely not getting married before thirty. Aside from his family’s situation, he planned to pursue postgraduate and doctoral studies.

He definitely wasn’t staying here forever.

Yes—this message, he needed to spread around.