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

Jin Yingyue and Lu Chuan exchanged a glance and smiled slightly.

They were experienced people; how could they not understand Lu Zhenghan's feelings at this moment?

"Girls need to be pursued and coaxed; don't put on that commander-in-chief air all the time."

Lu Zhenghan quickly came to his senses, his eyelashes drooping, casting a faint shadow under his eyes.

"I didn't, Grandma."

"You still dare to say you didn't? In all the time I've seen you two together, you haven't smiled once."

Jin Yingyue bluntly pointed out, and continued speaking when Lu Zhenghan fell silent.

"Xia is not the kind of woman who is vain. She is usually very careful in her dealings with others. Such girls are more sensitive. Only when you make her truly feel your sincerity will she open her heart to you."

"Although Grandma doesn't know exactly how things are between you two, Grandma can tell that you have feelings for Xia. If you like her, go for it. Our Lu family doesn't have any deserters who are scared before the battle even begins."

Jin Yingyue's words were all precious, each one leaving a deep impression on Lu Zhenghan's heart. However, when it came to actually doing it, he was at a loss for what to do.

"I've already brought it up, but she seems very resistant when she hears about it," Lu Zhenghan said slowly.

"Aren't you two in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship now?" Jin Yingyue immediately asked, voicing her doubts.

Lu Zhenghan no longer wanted to hide anything from his grandparents, so he simply told them the whole story of how he got together with Xia Qiuran.

The term "fake couple" seems particularly out of place in their old-fashioned thinking; they can't believe that even these things can be faked nowadays.

A sigh escaped Jin Yingyue's lips.

"Pretending to be each other's partners?"

"I've known for a while that something was off between you two, but I never expected you to be so bold."

Lu Chuan also glanced at it with a displeased expression.

"You're getting more and more of a worry. You're already 26. If you still want to get married and have children in this lifetime, you'd better hurry up."

"Forget it, what's done is done, let's not talk about him anymore. Now that we have a goal, let's work hard on it from now on."

Seeing her grandson being scolded, Jin Yingyue quickly spoke up, and then earnestly instructed Lu Zhenghan.

"Zhenghan, dating and leading troops into battle are completely different things. When you're with a girl in the future, never use that stern face you always have."

"I understand, Grandma."

Lu Zhenghan nodded silently to himself.

Was it really because he was too serious before?

...

The next day, Lu Zhenghan took off his serious and solemn military uniform and specially changed into a white short-sleeved shirt made of Dacron fabric, which was relatively more approachable.

The trousers were also changed from military green straight-leg trousers to dark gray dress trousers.

The trousers have a straight and neat crease, without a single wrinkle, which makes the figure look even more upright and slender.

With a cool and noble appearance, she possesses both good looks and a sense of status. As she walks down the hospital corridor, she attracts the attention of many women.

But when he arrived at Xia Qiuran's office, the corners of his mouth, which had been turned up, suddenly fell down.

Zhang Xiaoliang was sitting next to Xia Qiuran's desk, writing something.

Lu Zhenghan narrowed his eyes, a dangerous glint flashing in them. He strode over and stood there. Just by staring at him, a sense of oppression washed over him like a tidal wave.

Xia Qiuran and Zhang Xiaoliang also noticed Lu Zhenghan's arrival and simultaneously felt a chill.

"Greetings, Commander."

Zhang Xiaoliang quickly stood up and saluted, and Xia Qiuran respectfully greeted him as "Commander".

"What are you writing?" Lu Zhenghan asked, glancing sideways at the notebook on the table.

Zhang Xiaoliang replied, "Reporting to the commander, I enrolled in the troupe's night school and am learning English from Dr. Xia."

"You're learning English from her?"

Lu Zhenghan's eyes narrowed slightly, a faint look of doubt appearing in them.

Others might not know Xia Qiuran's English proficiency, but he knew it all too well.

Xia Qiuran blinked awkwardly to the side. She naturally understood what Lu Zhenghan was hesitating about. How could someone who knew nothing dare to teach others to learn English? So she immediately chimed in.

"It was a mutual learning experience. Comrade Zhang Xiaoliang came to the hospital today for a follow-up check-up on the injuries he sustained from being hit by a pig. We chatted and mentioned that he is currently studying at night school, while I need to prepare for exams, so we studied together for a while."

Lu Zhenghan slowly picked up the notebook on the table, looked at the crooked letters on it, turned his head slightly, his eyes became sharper, and his deep and steady voice became colder.

"Your levels are about the same, so studying together will only hinder each other and make it difficult to improve."

"Zhang Xiaoliang, it's a good thing that you can attend the night school run by the troupe. If you don't understand anything in the future, feel free to ask any teacher there, anytime. If they are unwilling to answer, just say that I let you."

Zhang Xiaoliang took his homework, a bright smile spreading across his face. His clear eyes and dark, bright pupils resembled the warm sunshine of spring, making him look like a handsome young man.

"Thank you, team leader. I'll go back and ask my teacher after I finish writing this."

After saying that, he sat down again and continued writing, completely unaware of Lu Zhenghan's already darkened expression.

Lu Zhenghan silently sat down on the chair next to him.

Zhang Xiaoliang is a year younger than Xia Qiuran. Given Xia Qiuran's personality, even if she were to find a partner, she definitely wouldn't choose a guy younger than herself.

He's being overly anxious; this little boy isn't worth his unnecessary worry.

Just then, Zhong Wenmei walked over with a cold face, looking even worse than someone who owed her money and didn't pay it back.

"What's wrong, Sister Wenmei?" Xia Qiuran asked, puzzled.

Zhong Wenmei placed the medical record in her hand heavily on the table and sighed deeply.

"It's all because of blind dates. Yesterday, my cousin actually introduced me to a guy who's three years younger than me. I really don't know what they're thinking. Men mature later than women. I'm already tired enough from work, and I don't want to take care of an immature guy."

After listening to Zhong Wenmei's complaints, Lu Zhenghan's lips unconsciously curled up slightly. Before he could even speak, someone had already spoken up. It seemed that not only did he think it was unreasonable for the woman to be older than the man in a relationship, but even the woman herself couldn't accept such a situation psychologically.

He glanced at Zhang Xiaoliang almost imperceptibly out of the corner of his eye, and his chest stood even straighter than before.

"What about the other conditions of that guy? What's his personality like?" Xia Qiuran continued to ask.

"I haven't learned much about his personality, but he seems like a very gentle person. His family is a little better off than ours; his father is a leader in the factory," Zhong Wenmei answered truthfully.

"Then this is a good match. I think you can get to know each other first."

Xia Qiuran thought for a moment and said that, based on her experience of living a lifetime, a union between two people is never just a matter between two people, but rather a clash and adjustment between two different lifestyles and two families. After the initial excitement wears off, a match between equals is necessary for love and life to proceed more smoothly.

A man with a gentle personality and a similar family background is definitely worth getting to know.

"But he's three years younger than me." Chung Wenmei still couldn't get over that.

Xia Qiuran smiled and walked to Zhong Wenmei's side, speaking softly.

"Three years old, and isn't it good that he's young and energetic? He's much better than those older people who love to lecture."

Xia Qiuran's voice was soft, but it was loud enough for Lu Zhenghan and Zhang Xiaoliang, who were sitting on the other side, to hear clearly.