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1 逍 Carefree Military Doctor 逍遥军医 Bright Mid-Autumn Moon中秋月明Urban4.4M WordsCompleted A military medic doesn't simply pull out a silver needle, flash a wicked smile, and wield it at lightning speed while laughing triumphantly at the world. A military medic is really just a grunt with the added skills of emergency treatment and bandaging. But on a blood-soaked battlefield, where the flames of war rage, a grunt who can both kill and save lives is practically the judge of life and death! A judge of life and death who has returned to the country under extraordinary circumstances, sur 0Votes69.8kRecs53.6kFans

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Military doctors don't just casually pull out a silver needle, give a wicked smile, and wield it with lightning speed, as if they're invincible. Military doctors are essentially ordinary soldiers who have been given additional skills in emergency treatment and bandaging. But on the battlefield amidst the chaos of war, the common soldiers, who could both kill and save lives, were practically judges of life and death! A judge of life and death who returns home under mysterious circumstances, a series of tender and romantic entanglements... A series of trials fought in blood and fire... Nothing could conceal that burning passion and that proudly upright chest! The dream in every man's heart!

2 草 Commoner Shi Buyi 草根石布衣 Bright Mid-Autumn Moon中秋月明Urban3.8M WordsCompleted In The Memorial on the Northern Expedition, Zhuge Liang wrote, “Your servant was originally a commoner, tilling the fields in Nanyang.” Scholars and strategists throughout the land humbly call themselves commoners. This is the spirit of the commoner: withdraw, and cultivate oneself; step forward, and serve the world. It has been passed down from generation to generation for thousands of years. But by the year 2000: “Occupation?” “…Military strategist, aide, adviser?” “Are you kidding me? What er 7Votes1.4MRecs279.2kFans

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In his "First Memorial on the Northern Expedition," Zhuge Liang wrote: "I was originally a commoner, farming in Nanyang." Strategists throughout history have all humbly referred to themselves as commoners, embodying the spirit of "retiring to cultivate one's own virtue, and advancing to benefit all under heaven," a spirit passed down from generation to generation for thousands of years. By 2000: "Profession" "... Strategist, advisor, strategist?" "Are you kidding me? What era are we living in? Education, special skills!" "I... Was taught by my master. I have no formal education; my specialty is judging people..." "What?" "It's about observing people..." "Get lost! Scammers are trying to scam people all the way here!" "I'm not a fraud! I'm a scientist!" The real lives of ordinary people.