, this question... is unanswerable.

Director Yang always had a long face, looking like a wilted eggplant.

The other leaders also had drooping eyebrows and dark faces.

Liu Dong was very sensible; he never wandered around the leader's office unnecessarily, let alone go up there to make a fool of himself.

"Brother Liu Dong, you're holding two jobs now, aren't you really considering moving?" Xu Damao chuckled as he approached.

Liu Dong rolled his eyes: "Why would I move out of the blue?"

Xu Damao winked: "Didn't you see? The factory's been frantically expanding its medical room these past few days. The medicine cabinet is overflowing, with stethoscopes, blood pressure monitors, gauze, and alcohol all ready—aren't you about to 'start work'?"

Liu Dong waved his hand: "No way! The propaganda department is comfortable; bragging to you is what I call relaxing!"

Xu Damao: "..."

Liu Dong slapped him on the forehead: "What are you thinking, kid? You think I'm blocking your way in the propaganda department, and you're hoping I'll get out of here?"

Xu Damao said with a bitter face, "It's really not, brother! I swear to God!"

"No!" Liu Dong raised his hand to interrupt, "Your father made the same oath back then."

"Pfft—" Xu Damao almost choked. "Brother! Talk is talk, but why bring up my dad? I can't afford to lose face like that!"

"But..." Xu Damao suddenly lowered his voice, "There's really good news—you know what? The infirmary not only got its equipment replaced, but also got a new girl!"

Liu Dong: "Miss?"

"Yes!" Xu Damao's eyes lit up. "Just graduated from health school, a newbie. Their photos are all posted at the door, crystal clear!"

"Brother...you're really not moving?"

Liu Dong smiled and said, "I'm not going."

Beauty?

It's not like I haven't seen it before.

In the afternoon, Xu Damao burst in again, shouting, "Brother! Brother! Brother! Brother—!"

"Damn it!" Liu Dong grabbed a copy of "The Barefoot Doctor's Manual" and lightly tapped him on the forehead. "Speak properly, what are you doing, crowing like a chicken!"

"Brother, he's really here! He's really here! He's arrived!"

Xu Damao's eyes sparkled: "She just walked in and she's already seeing patients in the clinic! Bro, she's a real beauty!"

"We've started admitting patients!"

"Aren't you going to take a look?" He got more and more agitated as he spoke.

Liu Dong slowly took a sip of water: "Oh? You've already started seeing patients?"

"Absolutely!" Xu Damao nodded vigorously. "A lot of employees crowded around, some wanting her to take their pulse, but she ignored them completely, just pulled out her stethoscope—and even gave them a piece of her mind!"

"Huh?" Liu Dong was stunned. "Such a fiery temper?"

"Mmm-hmm!" Xu Damao nodded vigorously. "I only glanced at it from afar—it was as cold as an ice block!"

"Hiss..." Liu Dong shrank his neck. "Wow, that's quite the aura! Then I'm definitely not going! Oh well, since everyone's here, I'll just stay in the publicity department!"

It doesn't matter where you work.

They were all contributing to the factory.

A few more days passed in the blink of an eye.

It's the weekend!

Because of the holiday, Liu Dong stayed in bed until nine o'clock.

It's no wonder he felt this way—the bed was so comfortable, warm, and reassuring.

After washing up and eating a couple of bites of rice, a commotion suddenly broke out in the yard.

Liu Dong peeked out and took a look—

He Yuzhu, Xu Damao, Liu Guangqi, Yan Jiecheng... several young men were surrounding an elderly woman in her fifties, exchanging sweet nothings with her.

"Aunt Wang, look at me! When are you going to play matchmaker for me? I'm not picky about anything else, as long as the person is good-looking!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"Me too! That girl you introduced to Jia Dongxu last time was perfect! She's pretty and quick!"

"Hahaha……"

The matchmaker in the middle, Wang, smiled broadly and said sweetly, "Alright, alright! I'll arrange one for each of you later! But—it's not enough if you're willing; your parents have to come to me personally for it to count!"

As the old saying goes: "Marriage is arranged by parents and matchmakers."

That's what they say, but what's the reality?

If you want Wang the matchmaker to talk, you have to take action first—if you don't offer her something, she won't even remember your name!

Back when meat ration coupons were still in effect, the rule was two catties of meat plus a red carp.

Now that the meat ration coupons are gone, all sorts of things are being given away... Someone brought over a bag of roasted peanuts!

Someone came to our door carrying two bottles of sesame oil!

Someone even brought a bag of freshly milled rice!

Anyway, as long as you have some real substance, Wang the matchmaker will immediately get to work...

Ke Guang, the young man himself, came to beg her? No use! Only the parents could come in person with gifts to invite her.

"Aunt Wang, you're here!"

Jia Dongxu's eyes lit up the moment he spotted Wang the matchmaker. He rushed out of the house without even bothering to put his shoes on properly.

Madam Jia quickly followed behind, her voice loud and her smile sweet: "Oh my—Sister Wang! I've missed you so much! It's been over ten days since I last saw you, I've almost gotten wrinkles from missing you!" As she spoke, she grabbed Matchmaker Wang's wrist, "Come in and sit down! I just brewed some jasmine tea, it's still warm!"

"I'm not going in!" Matchmaker Wang waved her hand. "We'll just say a few words at the door."

"Alright, alright! Tell me quickly!" Jia Zhangshi leaned close, eagerly waiting to hear good news.

She really took a liking to that girl last time!

Not only is she beautiful, but she also owns a military green jeep—who else in the neighborhood has such a display?

If I really marry her, she'll walk with her back ramrod straight from now on! If anyone dares to say a word, she'll immediately grab a broom and yell, "Believe me or not, I'll have my daughter-in-law's father throw you in the police station!"

Matchmaker Wang sighed and rubbed her hands together: "That girl last time... it fell through. She didn't even agree to be with him."

"what?"

"What?"

Jia Dongxu and Jia Zhangshi stumbled backward as if their tails had been stepped on.

"Didn't she agree?" Jia Zhangshi's face fell instantly. "Why should she? Our Dongxu is a permanent employee at the steel rolling mill! A secure job! He gets food coupons, soap, and towels every month! What wouldn't she want from him?"

Matchmaker Wang shook her head: "The girl said she didn't fancy our Dongxu."

"Bah!" Madam Jia immediately turned hostile. "Our Dongxu is like a little poplar tree standing there! He's miles better than those ugly ducklings in the yard! Sister Wang, put your hand on your heart and tell me—who in this yard can be more handsome than him?"

Matchmaker Wang's lips twitched, but she swallowed her words: This question... is unanswerable.

"Besides!" Madam Jia's anger flared as she spoke. "Didn't she have epilepsy before? She almost got buried and no one even carried her coffin! A girl with such a tough life, and she's still being picky?!"

The matchmaker took a deep breath and blurted out the truth: "Aunt Jia, to tell you the truth—her illness is long gone."

"alright?"

"Really?"

Jia Zhangshi blinked, her face full of disbelief.

"Epilepsy can be cured? Is it like having diarrhea and drinking ginger soup?"

"He's cured!" Matchmaker Wang said definitively. "He said it himself! The person he cured is from your courtyard—Liu Dong! Now everyone calls him 'Miracle Doctor Liu,' and I heard even the factory manager asked around to find out his address!"