Top Soldier Pursued by a Beauty

Gradually opening her eyes, Gu Moning looked around with a hint of confusion, seemingly unaware of why she was in the hospital. The next second, however, she saw Zhao Dong standing before her. A look of surprise flickered across her face.

Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly felt a chill run through her. Looking down, Gu Moning froze in shock. Her mouth fell open, but just as a scream was about to escape, Zhao Dong clamped a hand over it.

Zhao Dong was panicking, too. Forgetting all decorum, he spoke quickly. "I swear I wasn't trying to take advantage of you! I was just saving you!"

Gu Moning let out a muffled sob, her face flushed with shame and indignation. She began to beat at Zhao Dong frantically, her face filled with resentful fury as she mumbled incoherently, "Let go of me! You… you bastard! You… pervert!"

"Hey, I'm really not a pervert!" Zhao Dong said helplessly. "I'm the one who just cured you!"

With her mouth still covered, she glared at him, her eyes burning with hatred and grievance. "Why did you have to take off my clothes to treat me? You… you bastard!"

"I…"

Amid their struggle, Zhao Dong couldn't afford to be gentle. If the people outside the room discover us like this, my reputation will be ruined beyond repair. He suddenly pressed her down onto the bed, staring straight into her face. "I really wasn't being a creep! You need to calm down!"

"You're pinning me down! How can I calm down?! And where are my clothes?!"

Gu Moning was on the verge of tears. She had never been so intimate with any man in her entire life. But now, her clothes had been inexplicably removed in front of Zhao Dong. He had seen everything, and she wanted nothing more than to kill him.

Feeling helpless, Zhao Dong covered her with the blanket while still holding his hand over her mouth. "Calm down and listen to me. Your parents and your brother asked me to treat you. They're right outside the door. I had to use silver needles to expel the malevolent energy from your body so you could wake up. Otherwise, you'd still be in a coma!"

Gu Moning's face was beet red as she glared fiercely at him.

Zhao Dong sighed. "I'll let you go, but you must stay calm. Think about it—there are people outside. If you start screaming and they rush in to see this, neither of us would ever be able to clear our names."

A glint of resentment showed in her eyes. Zhao Dong asked tentatively, "Calmed down a little?"

"You… let go of me!"

With a wry smile, Zhao Dong slowly removed his hand from her mouth.

Gu Moning took several deep breaths, glaring at him, her face crimson with shame and anger.

Zhao Dong gave a bitter smile. "Don't overthink it. A doctor makes no distinction between male and female. In my eyes, you were just a patient. It's nothing, so don't take it to heart."

"As if my taking it to heart would change anything?" Gu Moning shot him a resentful look, clutching the blanket tightly with her lips pursed. She looked both wronged and pitiably cute.

"Did you really save me?" she asked, watching him with suspicion.

Zhao Dong shrugged. "Guaranteed. If you don't believe me, you can ask your parents later."

"Even if you did save me, I won't thank you, and I certainly won't forgive you! You took advantage of me!"

"Like I said, it was necessary for the treatment!" Zhao Dong said in exasperation.

"I've never heard of a treatment that requires stripping someone naked! You really are a bastard!"

Zhao Dong deliberately put on a stern expression. "Say that again?"

A flicker of panic crossed Gu Moning's heart, but she forced herself to say, "You are a bastard! A filthy pervert! You… you deliberately took advantage of me!"

"Fine. If I'm going to be branded a thief when I'm innocent, I might as well act the part!" Zhao Dong declared, pinching the edge of the blanket and whipping it away with a flick of his wrist.

In an instant, she was completely exposed.

Gu Moning gasped, her face turning blood-red. She tried to grab the bedding, but how could her strength possibly compare to his? The blanket was now in Zhao Dong's hands, and she could only try to cover herself in desperation, on the verge of a complete breakdown.

Zhao Dong sneered, "You said I was a pervert, right? Well, now I'm acting like one. What are you going to do about it?"

Gu Moning was about to cry from the humiliation, which was mixed with extreme anger and helplessness. "Zhao Dong, you bastard!"

Zhao Dong's eyes roamed over her alluring bust and her long, snow-white legs. Gu Moning felt as if ants were crawling all over her skin. Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore. Shielding herself with a pillow, she pleaded, "Zhao Dong, please give me back the blanket. I'm begging you."

"Apologize to me."

"Don't push your luck!"

"Apologize, or you can forget about the blanket," Zhao Dong said with a smirk.

Completely out of options, Gu Moning finally gritted her teeth. "Fine… I'll apologize. I'm sorry!"

Zhao Dong chuckled and tossed the blanket to her. She immediately wrapped herself up, glaring at him with eyes that looked ready to spit fire, her teeth clenched tight.

Shedding his frivolous demeanor, Zhao Dong said seriously, "Alright, I'm done teasing you. The malevolent energy afflicting you is highly unusual. Think back. Has anything strange happened to you recently?"

A look of bewilderment appeared in Gu Moning's eyes. Seeing his serious expression, she knew he wasn't joking. She thought hard for a moment before shaking her head.

Zhao Dong shrugged, not pressing the matter. "You should get dressed."

Her face turned crimson. "I can only get dressed if you leave!"

"I'm not leaving. Dress or don't, it's up to you."

"You—"

"Hurry up," Zhao Dong urged. "People will be coming in soon."

Clenching her teeth, Gu Moning spat, "Zhao Dong, I hate you!"

After cursing him, she began to get dressed right in front of him. Her beautiful eyes burned with hatred, trying to bore holes into him, but Zhao Dong simply watched with a faint smile, as if admiring a beautiful landscape.

When she finally finished, Zhao Dong called out to the people outside, "You can all come in now!"

The words had barely left his mouth when the ward door was thrown open. Gu Qihui, Hu Na, and Gu Zhou walked in, followed by Guo Chao, Director He, and a few others. When they entered and saw Gu Moning sitting on the bed with a healthy flush on her cheeks, they were all stunned.

Tears instantly welled up in Gu Qihui and Hu Na's eyes. They rushed to the bedside, and Hu Na gripped Gu Moning's hand, her voice choked with emotion. "My daughter, you… you're finally okay! You scared your mother to death!"

Gu Qihui was also visibly moved, staring at his daughter without blinking.

Gu Zhou chuckled from the side. "Dad, Mom, didn't I tell you Mr. Zhao was no ordinary person? Even Director He was at his wit's end, but Mr. Zhao handled it with ease!"

At that moment, Gu Qihui turned to Zhao Dong, the previous scorn in his eyes replaced by profound gratitude. He took Zhao Dong's hand with both of his. "Mr. Zhao! The Gu family owes you a tremendous debt! If you ever need anything in the future, just let us know! Our family will go through fire and water for you!"

Hu Na also looked at Zhao Dong gratefully. "Mr. Zhao! We were blind not to recognize a great man like you. My husband and I apologize!"

With that, the couple bowed deeply. Zhao Dong just smiled faintly and waved his hand. "Don't worry about it. Miss Gu and I were brought together by fate. If not for that, I wouldn't have intervened."

Gu Qihui's mind stirred as he studied Zhao Dong intently. Zhao Dong is so young, yet so handsome and composed… A truly impressive young man! What if he and my daughter could become a couple…?

Just then, Gu Moning interrupted, glaring at Zhao Dong. "Dad, Mom, stop calling him 'Mr. Zhao.' He's just a… a scoundrel!"

Everyone was taken aback. Zhao Dong just shrugged and grinned. "It seems Miss Gu has a very poor impression of me!"

"Moning!" Gu Qihui scolded. "Mr. Zhao is your savior! Without him, you would have spent the rest of your life as a vegetable! What are you talking about?"

"Dad!" Gu Moning's face was etched with grievance, but she couldn't bring herself to explain what had just happened.

At that moment, He Haisheng stepped forward and approached Zhao Dong, his voice filled with deep emotion. "Mr. Zhao! I was blind before! If you wouldn't mind, I would like to invite you to join our hospital as an honorary professor. We can offer a guaranteed starting salary of one million a year. What do you think?"

Hearing this, Ding Lan, who was standing behind him, was dumbfounded. She was already shocked to see Gu Moning healed, which proved Zhao Dong's medical skills were indeed extraordinary. But He Haisheng's offer left her even more stunned.

That was the title of professor! The entire hospital had only a dozen or so, and they were all famous, senior doctors from across the nation, each a leading figure in their respective fields. And now, He Haisheng was personally inviting Zhao Dong to be an honorary professor?

Ding Lan felt as if she were in a dream. She might never achieve such a title in her entire life, yet Zhao Dong had been personally invited by the director himself. She looked at Zhao Dong, feeling insignificant for the first time, her heart a whirlwind of complex emotions. Was breaking up with him really the right decision?

Zhao Dong, however, just smiled faintly. Since He Haisheng was being so polite, he saw no reason to be arrogant. "Director He, I've always been accustomed to my freedom. I don't want to be tied down by fame and fortune. I'm sorry."

"Mr. Zhao," He Haisheng pleaded, "your medical skills are superb. With so much suffering in the world, can you really bear to watch people live in agony?"

"Everyone has their own destiny," Zhao Dong said slowly. "Everything is a matter of karma. If fate wills it, I will naturally offer my help."

"But…"

"That's enough, Director He," Zhao Dong interrupted. "I have heard of you as well. People say you are a man of integrity who saves lives and heals the sick, and that you have organized many free medical clinics. You are considered a great benefactor to the people of East Sea. That being the case, if you are willing, I can teach you some silver needle techniques."

He Haisheng froze. The next second, he bent down and bowed deeply to Zhao Dong, his eyes brimming with tears. "Thank you, Mr. Zhao!"

The Gu family and Ding Lan were utterly speechless. He Haisheng… was treating Zhao Dong with such reverence?

Zhao Dong smiled faintly. "Alright, Director He, you should get back to your duties."

Taking the hint, He Haisheng prepared to leave. But at that moment, Ding Lan, who had been staring at Zhao Dong, couldn't hold back any longer. "Zhao Dong, where… where on earth did you learn medicine?"

Zhao Dong glanced at her. "Where I learned it is none of your business, is it?"

"I…"

Ding Lan's face grew pale with embarrassment. He Haisheng looked on in surprise. "Mr. Zhao, you know Lan?"

Zhao Dong looked at Ding Lan but said nothing. Biting her lip, Ding Lan shot Zhao Dong a resentful glare before turning to leave.

Sensing the tension between them, He Haisheng knew better than to ask more questions. He said his goodbyes and left as well.

Outside the ward, He Haisheng called out, "Lan, wait!"

Ding Lan stopped and turned. "Director He, what is it?"

He Haisheng looked thoughtful. "Lan, what is your relationship with that Mr. Zhao?"

After a moment's hesitation, Ding Lan whispered, "He's my ex-boyfriend."

"Your ex-boyfriend?!" He Haisheng stared at her in shock. A moment later, he asked earnestly, "Why did you two break up? Was it your fault or his?"