A Divine Doctor and Adorable Child Break Family Ties in the 1970s, Then Storm the Military District to Find Her Real Father

“Ugh... cough, cough...” The smell of moldy hemp rope mixed with a strong stench of sweat rushed violently into Su Qianqian's nostrils, making her cough uncontrollably. Darkness! Endless darkness! Her body felt tightly wrapped in something, leaving her unable to move her arms or legs. After a violent jolt, she felt as though every bone in her body was about to rattle apart. Where was she?! Wasn't she on a flight home from an international medical aid mission? Then... the plane hit severe turbulence and shook violently. After a deafening crash, she lost consciousness completely. A plane crash! Was she, a thirty-year-old surgical genius and the youngest chief physician of cardiac surgery in the country, really dead?

“Wah... Big sister... I'm scared...” A timid child's voice, soft and tearful, sounded beside Su Qianqian. That voice... Su Qianqian jolted, and memories that didn't belong to her flooded into her mind like a wave! It was the 1970s, at Hongqi Commune. A five-year-old girl named Su Qianqian, just like her, and her three-year-old little brother, Su Qinghe. Their father was a soldier who had gone on a mission three years ago and never returned. He had sent money home only once. Their mother, already frail, had fallen ill from grief. A few days ago, she got caught in the rain, took to her bed, and never recovered. And today, their paternal grandmother, who favored boys to an extreme degree, had teamed up with their greedy uncle to sell them to human traffickers for fifty yuan!

“Damn, these two brats are heavy!” a rough man's voice came from outside.