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

"Qiu Ran".

Zhao Feng walked up to Xia Qiuran, his face ashen, with stubble still on his chin, looking haggard and exhausted, a completely different person from when they last met.

"What are you doing here?" Xia Qiuran glanced at him but did not stop walking.

Zhao Feng followed silently behind Xia Qiuran, keeping a distance that was neither too far nor too close.

"I was demoted because of Ma Daguang's matter. The unit leaders felt that I was too close to him, which had a bad influence, so they demoted me from director, who I had just been promoted to, back to class monitor," Zhao Feng said with his eyes downcast.

"Really? Then you'll have to be careful about who you make friends with in the future."

Xia Qiuran replied coldly, but inwardly she thought, "Serves him right!"

It's a real shame that he wasn't convicted as a co-defendant for helping that beast Ma Daguang introduce women from his commune.

"My older sister was also beaten into the hospital by my brother-in-law. After you made a scene at home that day, my brother-in-law came back and saw the mess. He then beat my sister severely. In the end, I had to pay for the damages to settle the matter," Zhao Feng continued.

Upon hearing this, Xia Qiuran finally stopped, her eyes calm and indifferent.

"What? So you've come here today to collect a debt from me?"

"I have no money, not a single penny."

Hmph, she's already complaining about this little bit of suffering? In her previous life, she was tormented by their family for her entire life. They want her to pay them back? Dream on.

"No, Qiu Ran, why would I ask you for money? I told you before that ever since I had that dream, I feel like I can't live without you anymore. I can't really explain the feeling, but I'm just really afraid of losing you. I've never felt that way about anyone in my family, including my mom."

Zhao Feng quickly explained that, to be honest, he didn't know what was wrong with him lately, but the dream felt clearer and clearer, and he even sometimes had the illusion that it was something that had actually happened.

He married Xia Qiuran, who wholeheartedly wanted to live a good life with him. However, he looked down on Xia Qiuran, who didn't have much money, and treated her like a free maid for the rest of his life. He even felt that she didn't deserve to eat a steamed bun and that she was only fit to eat the leftovers from his family. In the end, he even disagreed with her wanting to buy some painkillers for her dying mother and beat her severely for it.

Now that he has awakened, he must do everything possible to salvage this relationship. A voice in his heart keeps reminding him that if he misses out on Xia Qiuran, he will regret it for the rest of his life.

Looking at Zhao Feng's so-called affectionate appearance, Xia Qiuran felt a churning in her stomach.

A devil is a devil; even if you send him to heaven, he will never become an angel.

"I once read a book about a mental illness called dependent personality disorder. People with this disorder live their whole lives in fear of loss and depend on others for survival. I think you might have this tendency, so you might want to see a doctor."

Xia Qiuran said calmly, her meaning clearly implying that Zhao Feng was a lunatic.

On the other side, as soon as she finished speaking, Yan Jun, who was hiding around the corner of the wall, almost burst out laughing.

"I never expected that Dr. Xia, who usually seems so quiet and gentle, could be so sharp-tongued."

Lu Zhenghan immediately glanced at Yan Jun, signaling him to shut up.

Yan Jun, however, gave him a mocking look in return.

I thought Lu Zhenghan was very strong-willed and could let go of things easily, and I secretly admired him.

Unexpectedly, Lu Zhenghan turned around and went to the other side of the wall where Xia Qiuran and Zhao Feng were talking.

Hiding here, not only can the sounds be heard more clearly, but if Zhao Feng dares to make the slightest improper move, Lu Zhenghan can subdue him in a second.

"Qiu Ran, I treated you very badly in that dream, so it's understandable that you're scolding me now. I'm absolutely not angry, as long as you're happy."

Zhao Feng had a faint smile on his lips, and his eyes were as gentle as water. If someone didn't know the truth, they would probably be fooled by this illusion.

Xia Qiuran glanced at the watch, clearly having lost patience.

"I didn't expect there would be people who pick up money, but I also don't expect people who pick up insults. Zhao Feng, my time is very precious. Even if you want to be scolded, I don't have time to scold you. If you follow me again, I will call the police."

After saying that, she turned to leave, but Zhao Feng, in a moment of panic, stepped forward and grabbed her arm.

"Qiu Ran, I have something to tell you, please don't leave."

Xia Qiuran was immediately startled. Perhaps because of the beating she suffered in her previous life, she instinctively tried to fight back as soon as Zhao Feng made a move, even scratching his face with her hands.

At this moment, Lu Zhenghan also quickly came out and kicked Zhao Feng far away.

With a grab and a kick, Zhao Feng leaned against the wall, grimacing and clutching his stomach. He then rubbed his cheek, a sharp pain shooting through him.

I could clearly feel the burning pain from the three cuts on my face.

"Qiu Ran, I really just want to say one thing to you."

Zhao Feng did not step forward again, nor did he blame anyone. He simply raised his head slowly, his eyes seemingly pleading.

Xia Qiuran glanced at the bloodstains under her fingernails and realized that she had overreacted, so she went over and asked.

"Say what you want to say."

Zhao Feng glanced at Lu Zhenghan behind him and deliberately lowered his voice.

As Xia Qiuran listened, her brows furrowed, and obvious surprise welled up in her eyes.

"Come with me," Zhao Feng said to Xia Qiuran without further explanation.

Xia Qiuran's expression visibly relaxed, but her eyes were filled with anxiety.

Lu Zhenghan stood to the side, his eyes trembling slightly. He disregarded the things Xia Qiuran had done these past few days that had angered her and stepped forward with a hint of nervousness.

"Xia Qiuran, it's already noon. Let's go eat together. You're working the night shift today and can't go to your tutoring class, so I'll make up for today's lessons after lunch."

He acted as if he was afraid Xia Qiuran would really leave. Last time, he clearly heard her say on the phone that the person she liked was in the army, a soldier of the same rank as him. How could she leave with this selfish and shameless person after only a few days?

Although he had made things clear to Xia Qiuran, he couldn't just stand by and watch her go astray.

Xia Qiuran's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she closed her mouth as if she had something to say, but then she gently pursed her lips.

"Commander, I'm sorry, I have something to do later, so I won't be going to eat."

After saying that, he glanced at Zhao Feng and said, "Let's go."

"it is good."

Zhao Feng clutched his stomach, still unable to straighten up due to the pain, but as he passed Lu Zhenghan, a faint smile appeared on his lips, as if to say, "So what if you hit me? Xia Qiuran still came with me."

Lu Zhenghan's outstretched arm, which he had intended to use to stop them, was still hanging in mid-air, his eyes fixed on the two figures walking away side by side.

His pupils were deeply constricted, devoid of rage, only a deathly silence remained.

I don't understand why Xia Qiuran would rather go with that scumbag than stay.

Does she think he's inferior to that scumbag?