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

After carefully treating Ma Daguang's wounds, the police quickly took him out. Inside the clinic, Zhong Wenmei casually asked Xia Qiuran about it.

"Qiuran, have you gone to see the little grass?"

Xia Qiuran: No, I was thinking of going to see her next time I have a break.

"Aunt Pang just went back by herself. After all that stress, and with her son and daughter-in-law acting like that, I hope nothing bad will happen to her," Zhong Wenmei continued.

Xia Qiuran thought for a moment and replied calmly, "I had advised her before to move out of her son's place, but Aunt Pang refused no matter what. She said she wanted to atone for her daughter's sins and that her current situation was well-deserved. She felt uneasy if she lived too well."

"If this can truly make her feel better, then I think it's a kind of relief."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Wenmei put down the medical equipment she was tidying up, her expression gradually darkening, and a hint of worry appearing on her face.

"That Ma Daguang is so cruel. I don't think other men can be like him. He's given me a psychological scar and I'm afraid to get married now."

Xia Qiuran thought for a moment before answering.

"Not everyone is like Ma Daguang, but it's always good to be vigilant. I think the time men and women spend together before marriage is very important. Women in marriages are in a vulnerable position in terms of physical strength, economic dependence, social pressure, and the shame of divorce. We can't change the objective factors in society for the time being, so we can only try our best to start from ourselves, keep our eyes open, and once we find that the other party has signs of violence or impure motives, we must resolutely draw a line with such a person."

Xia Qiuran then thought of Zhao Feng from her previous life. His whole family was selfish and calculating to the extreme. Compared to Ma Daguang, although they spared her life, they exploited her for her entire life, treating her only as a free nanny.

If she were to meet people who showed signs of these two personalities in the future, she would rather live alone than get married.

At this moment, Lu Zhenghan heard that Ma Daguang had come to treat his injuries and, fearing that something might happen, rushed over. Just as he was about to knock on the door, he overheard Xia Qiuran saying these words inside the house.

Hearing that Xia Qiuran had considered marriage so thoroughly, he felt very much in agreement. He raised his hand to knock on the door, but then he heard Zhong Wenmei ask again.

"Qiu Ran, I didn't expect you to be so insightful at such a young age. So, are you planning to marry Commander Lu?"

Lu Zhenghan knew that eavesdropping behind the door was wrong, but Zhong Wenmei's question made him unable to resist continuing to listen.

Xia Qiuran paused as she picked up something, and casually replied, "How could a fake couple get married?"

"I haven't thought about that. Let nature take its course."

"It's good to observe more. I think Commander Lu's physique is strong enough to take on three Ma Daguangs without any problem. If he wanted to commit domestic violence against someone, I can guarantee 100% that no woman could escape."

Zhong Wenmei was terrified by Ma Daguang's incident, and now she sees everyone as a bad person. She approached Xia Qiuran and said.

Hearing this, Lu Zhenghan slowly lowered his hand from the door.

Domestic violence? A term that seemed to have never been encountered before for him.

It turns out that this was what the women had been worried about all along.

Back in the ward, Lu Zhenghan sat on the edge of the bed, deep in thought, trying to figure out how to completely dispel Xia Qiuran's doubts.

He may be physically fit, but he has never actually thought of hitting a woman.

"Ding ding"

"Commander, may I come in?"

A moment later, Xia Qiuran knocked on the door.

"Please come in." Lu Zhenghan quickly snapped out of his thoughts.

"Commander, how are you feeling today? Does your heart still hurt?"

Xia Qiuran entered the room, dressed in a crisp white coat, which made her figure look particularly neat and attractive. The stethoscope casually draped around her neck swayed gently with her movements, adding to her calm and capable demeanor as a doctor. Her elegant aura was captivating.

Lu Zhenghan thought of the conversation between Xia Qiuran and Zhong Wenmei just now, and fearing that his usual cold and hard demeanor would offend Xia Qiuran, he deliberately coughed before speaking.

"Cough cough, I still feel a little unwell."

Xia Qiuran frowned slightly, wondering to herself, "She's been in the hospital for so many days, she should be getting better by now, so why is she still feeling unwell?"

She then bent down and reached out to touch his forehead.

Soft, slightly cool fingertips landed on Lu Zhenghan's warm skin. The moment their skin touched, Lu Zhenghan felt a tingling sensation in his heart, and an indescribable feeling welled up inside him.

Xia Qiuran had a faint medicinal smell, as if it were mixed with a sleeping potion. Lu Zhenghan subconsciously took a deep breath.

"That shouldn't be the case. Why would your heart still hurt? Normally, your body should recover faster than a normal person's."

Xia Qiuran first touched Lu Zhenghan's forehead and then took his pulse, finding that there was nothing wrong with him.

Lu Zhenghan coughed twice, and his eyes were filled with weariness, as if he were very tired.

"Actually, my health isn't that good. I have too many old injuries and have developed quite a few minor ailments, but they're not usually noticeable."

When Xia Qiuran saw that Lu Zhenghan, who was usually so strong-willed, had actually said that he was not feeling well, it seemed that he was really in pain. If it weren't for her, Lu Zhenghan wouldn't have been injured. A wave of self-blame washed over her again.

"Then don't sit, lie down quickly, let me check you again carefully."

Xia Qiuran quickly helped Lu Zhenghan lie down on the hospital bed, unbuttoned his hospital gown, put on the stethoscope around his neck, and listened carefully to the sounds in Lu Zhenghan's chest.

Lu Zhenghan remained stiff, not even having time to remove his hand that was pressed under his body.

Seeing Xia Qiuran's nervous expression, I felt a warmth in my heart.

It turns out that she could also feel nervous and anxious for him.

I never expected to receive such care and concern just for saying that I was physically weak.

The feeling of being worried about by Xia Qiuran suddenly made Lu Zhenghan feel that there was nothing wrong with being a vulnerable group.

"Where exactly does it hurt? Is it here?"

To make the diagnosis more accurate, Xia Qiuran placed her finger on Lu Zhenghan's heart and asked.

As their skin touched, Lu Zhenghan nodded, his Adam's apple bobbing involuntarily, and his heart pounding wildly against his chest.

"There is indeed a problem with his heartbeat; it's sometimes slow and sometimes fast."

Xia Qiuran listened for a while, her expression growing increasingly solemn.

"Besides the discomfort in your heart, is there anything else that feels uncomfortable?"

Lu Zhenghan turned his head slightly to the other side and gently shook his head.

"Commander, wait for me a moment."

Xia Qiuran went out for a short while and quickly returned with a packet of medicine powder.

She couldn't quite explain Lu Zhenghan's current condition. Although her pulse test revealed no problems, his heartbeat was abnormal, so she could only give him some medication to stabilize his heartbeat.

Xia Qiuran tore open the medicine packet, poured the powder into a cup, then added half a cup of hot water, stirred it with a spoon, and slowly brought it to Lu Zhenghan.

Her movements were skillful and gentle, and she even carefully blew on the surface to cool it down.

Lu Zhenghan held the cup in one hand, and finally pulled out the other hand that had been pressing down on him. Due to the long time that had passed, his hand had become slightly numb and began to tremble uncontrollably.

Xia Qiuran watched as Lu Zhenghan's hand trembled uncontrollably as he held the spoon, her eyelashes fluttering and her gaze growing increasingly serious.

Why are your hands still shaking so much? They were fine yesterday, how come they're so bad today?

"Never mind, I'll feed you."

As Xia Qiuran spoke, she took the medicine cup and spoon from Lu Zhenghan's hand.