The aloof military doctor arrives at the unit, and the tough guy can't sit still.

Xia Qiuran quickly ran to the phone booth and waited in line for a long time before finally getting through to the commune.

Since there was only one telephone in the entire commune, communication was very troublesome. Therefore, unless it was urgent, Xia Qiuran usually contacted her family by sending letters.

Today's events happened so suddenly that Xia Qiuran couldn't worry about anything else.

The call was answered, followed by a long wait before the older brother's anxious voice finally came through.

"Qiu Ran, why did you call so suddenly? Did something happen?"

"Big brother, did you receive the letter I sent home last time? Why didn't Xiaocao come over?"

Xia Qiuran spoke quickly, but was met with another silence.

After a long while, Xia Pingsheng finally spoke slowly.

"Qiuran, Xiaocao got married. The reason we haven't replied to your letter is because we were afraid you would be too sad."

She got married? How could that be? She clearly left Xiaocao with allergy ointment. Who would want a patient covered in rashes?

"Then who did she marry?" Xia Qiuran continued to press.

"It's that colleague who came back with Zhao Feng last time. Xiao Cao's stepmother accidentally discovered that Xiao Cao was applying ointment to her body. Under interrogation, Xiao Cao had no choice but to tell her everything."

"Qiu Ran, you absolutely mustn't come back anytime soon. Your stepmother, Xiao Cao, is yelling at you every day," Xia Pingsheng continued.

"I understand, brother. Phone calls are too expensive, I'll hang up now."

"Okay, don't be too sad. Everyone has their own fate. You've been good to Xiaocao."

"Okay, I understand."

Stepping out of the phone booth, Xia Qiuran couldn't quite describe her feelings. It was as if she had suddenly lost all her strength. She had been overjoyed, thinking she could save a girl who shared a similar fate, but in the end, she still couldn't defy the arrangements of fate.

Xia Qiuran walked back to the hospital in a daze, not even hearing the people around her greet her along the way.

"Smack!"

Just then, a sudden sound of a pen being slammed onto the table startled Xia Qiuran, who was walking in the corridor.

Turning my head, I saw that it was Zhong Wenmei in the consultation room, her face dark as she looked at the patient in front of her.

His expression was more like someone demanding payment than someone seeking medical help.

"This is a legitimate hospital, not an illegal clinic. I can't meet your demands," Zhong Wenmei said coldly to the man in front of her.

"What kind of attitude is this? I paid for the appointment normally. If you can't cure me, give me a refund right now."

Xia Qiuran didn't take it seriously at first, after all, this was Zhong Wenmei's style of seeing patients.

But upon hearing the voice of the person who answered, they couldn't help but stop in their tracks.

That voice? It sounds so much like…

"I can't get a refund. I followed the proper medical procedures. Your request is unreasonable. It's already so badly damaged, how can it be fixed with just some medicine?" Zhong Wenmei said directly without backing down.

The man opposite him had a sinister look in his eyes. He slammed his fist on the table, then grabbed the woman wearing a scarf and started to leave.

"Let's go to the clinic."

Just as he was about to get up, Zhong Wenmei spoke again.

"Let me remind you, if you continue that behavior every day, your partner may very well develop infertility in the future, or even face a life-threatening situation."

It was this one sentence that made the man who was about to leave hesitate for a long time before finally sitting back down.

He was well aware of the difference between a clinic and a hospital. He had indeed gone a bit too far these two times. He couldn't afford to ruin the wife he had just married after only two days of playing with her; that would be too costly.

Xia Qiuran stood at the door, looking at the two similar backs and couldn't help but wonder, could it really be such a coincidence?

She stood there and waited for a while until the patient had gone far away before going into the consultation room to find Zhong Wenmei.

"Sister Wenmei, why are you so angry?" Xia Qiuran asked as soon as they entered.

Zhong Wenmei held a fountain pen in her hand, and the veins on the back of her hand were clearly visible.

"How can there be such a despicable man in the world? He's a disgrace to humanity."

Although she has a bad temper, this is the first time Xia Qiuran has seen her swear so directly. It seems she is really angry this time.

"Was it that gay man who abused his wife?" Xia Qiuran guessed.

"It's even worse than domestic violence. He, he's a pervert." As Zhong Wenmei said this, her cheeks involuntarily turned red, and her eyes unconsciously glanced at the door, as if something unspeakable had happened.

"Sister Wenmei, you've been a doctor for many years, what haven't you seen? Why are you getting shy? This isn't like you," Xia Qiuran said.

Zhong Wenmei then looked around and said, "Come here, I'll tell you."

Xia Qiuran leaned closer to listen as Zhong Wenmei recounted everything she had seen during the examination.

Before she could finish listening, Xia Qiuran's eyes widened, and she felt a surge of anger rising within her.

"What was the name of that patient just now?"

Xia Qiuran couldn't help but ask, silently praying in her heart that it couldn't be her.

"This is the first time I've encountered something like this, so I paid special attention to her name."

Zhong Wenmei sighed and said in a regretful voice.

"Sun Xiaocao is quite pretty and not very old, how did she end up with such a beast?"

Sun Xiaocao!

Xia Qiuran was completely shocked after hearing this. She hadn't been mistaken; it really was Xiaocao. The man next to her must be Ma Daguang, that bastard who only knew how to vent his lust.

She'd only been married for a few days when her body ruptured and torn, and even the inside was infected.

"How are the little grasses now? Have they gone home?" Xia Qiuran asked anxiously.

"No, I was afraid that beast wouldn't let her go after we got back, so I got her hospitalized for two days. But that's just a temporary measure. Once she gets home, she'll definitely..."

Zhong Wenmei answered helplessly, then looked at Xia Qiuran's somewhat unusual behavior and asked with suspicion.

"Qiu Ran, what's wrong? Do you know those two people from earlier?"

Xia Qiuran had nothing to hide and told Zhong Wenmei everything.

After their conversation, Xia Qiuran put on a mask and went to the ward, hoping to find an opportunity to speak with her alone.

The original four-person ward now only had Sun Xiaocao as a patient. After placing his bag on the bedside table, Ma Daguang, seeing that no one was around, put one hand directly on Sun Xiaocao's thigh and stared lewdly at her chest.

Sun Xiaocao immediately shivered and spoke timidly.

"This is a hospital, what do you think you're doing?"

"What's wrong with the hospital? There's nobody here."

Ma Daguang's rough, large hands slowly roamed over Sun Xiaocao's legs, gradually moving upwards, his eyes filled with a nauseating glint.

"I'll go lock the door."

Ma Daguang's last words left Sun Xiaocao utterly heartbroken.

The few days she spent in the city were like hell on earth for her. She tried to commit suicide several times, but Ma Daguang discovered her every time, and what followed was even more brutal torture.

"Are you crazy?" Sun Xiaocao trembled with fear.

Ma Daguang just swallowed hard: "What are you afraid of? I didn't ask you to take your pants off."