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

Lu Zhenghan turned his head and saw that Bai Yunyun's military uniform jacket had been taken off and draped over her arm. At this moment, she was only wearing a thin cloth shirt with a wide neckline, her collarbone was clearly exposed, and the material was so thin that it was translucent, clinging tightly to her waist and outlining her body curves.

He glanced at it briefly before turning away quickly, and then replied without much expression.

"Can."

When Bai Yunyun heard that Lu Zhenghan had agreed to teach her, her eyes lit up instantly. She pulled down her collar and quickly moved closer to Lu Zhenghan, pointing at the textbook as she spoke.

"Captain, this is the question. I just can't get it right no matter what I do."

Lu Zhenghan immediately took a step to the side, keeping a certain distance from Bai Yunyun.

"I can explain the problem to you, but you have to run ten kilometers first before we talk about the problem."

"What? Ten kilometers?"

Bai Yunyun stood rooted to the spot, turned her head blankly, and thought she had misheard.

"Your attire is inappropriate. This is probably the second time I've reminded you." Lu Zhenghan's voice wasn't loud, but you could hear the growing disgust in it.

"Commander, it's rest time now, the drills are all over." Bai Yunyun quickly explained. She knew that Lu Zhenghan never joked. If he really ran ten kilometers this late, he would run until dawn.

"As long as you are in the military, you must abide by the military rules. You are not allowed to sleep until you have run ten kilometers."

Lu Zhenghan's face darkened, his voice filled with anger.

"Xiao Zhang, go and tell Bai Yunyun's dormitory manager to leave the door open for her."

"Yes," Xiao Zhang replied.

Bai Yunyun panicked completely and tried to grab Lu Zhenghan's clothes, but Xiao Zhang stopped her first.

"Commander, I'm a female soldier. Isn't it too strict with me for such a small thing?"

"In my troupe, there is no distinction between men and women. If you feel you can't accept this, you can request a transfer at any time."

Lu Zhenghan's expression was as cold as a wall. After speaking, he turned and left.

No matter how much Xia Qiuran begged for mercy, she didn't turn around.

...

Back in his dorm, Lu Zhenghan quickly washed up, then poured himself a cup of hot tea and sat down at the table. The dorm was very quiet; the only sound was the rustling of the wind outside the window.

He held a book in his hand, lingering on a certain page for a long time, but didn't read a single word.

He picked up the water glass, intending to take a sip of tea, but the warmth of the glass seemed to instantly stimulate a certain nerve in Lu Zhenghan's body.

That night, his fingers suddenly sank into Xia Qiuran's soft curves, and even through the thin fabric, he could hear her heartbeat so clearly.

He instinctively grabbed it; it was full, warm, and so soft—a sensation he had never experienced before.

Lu Zhenghan withdrew his hand, clenching his fist tightly, but the sensation in his hand did not disappear at all; in fact, it became even stronger, striking straight to his heart.

This can't go on. Lu Zhenghan shook his head and simply lay down on the ground to do push-ups, hoping that the physical exhaustion would make him forget about it for a while.

102, 103...

He braced himself on the ground with his palms, his arms bulging with veins, the muscles in his shoulders and back bulging, and sweat dripping down the back of his neck, sliding down his spine and into his waistband.

His breathing gradually became heavy, his chest almost touching the ground when he pressed down, and his abdominal muscles twisted into several hard ridges when he pushed himself up.

Sweat dripped down his chin. He did another push-up, and when he went down, his back was taut, and his pants fell to the ground, revealing the groove above his tailbone.

He suddenly closed his eyes, his arms aching as if filled with lead, but the restlessness in his heart did not diminish in the slightest.

The soft feeling in his hands, and the electric-like tingling sensation from his lips touching him, all clung to him like a demon in his heart.

He turned around and sat on the ground with his legs spread apart, shirtless, his strong and muscular chest heaving. The fire in his lower abdomen throbbed painfully, hard as if it were about to break free of its restraints.

...

Bai Yunyun finished running the ten kilometers in the middle of the night. Dragging her sore legs, she walked to her dormitory. Because it was past the designated time, she was covered in dust and sweat and had nowhere to wash up. She could only endure the discomfort and lie down to sleep.

At this moment, the hatred and resentment in his heart had almost reached their peak. Why could Lu Zhenghan be so considerate to Xia Qiuran, but so heartless to her?

They've broken up now, and they're still ignoring her like this. She's determined to get revenge.

The next day, Bai Yunyun took a day off and came to the First Hospital, intending to give Xia Qiuran a good scolding to vent her anger, since she no longer had Lu Zhenghan to back her up. However, she unexpectedly learned that Xia Qiuran's father was hospitalized there.

It's like even God is helping her. Xia Qiuran, let's see how powerful you are this time. I'll definitely teach her a lesson in front of her parents later.

After exchanging a few words with Bai Xia, Bai Yunyun arrived outside Xia Dazhi's ward and observed for a while before discovering that Xia Qiuran was not there.

Bai Yunyun chuckled, "Then we can only start with the older ones."

Upon arriving at the washroom, he saw Qian Guifang washing clothes. He rolled his eyes and then walked over.

She crossed her arms, her face cold, exuding the air of a leader.

"Which ward are you in? Don't you have any sense of public decency when hanging clothes out to dry like that?"

Qian Guifang was taken aback. Although she didn't know Bai Yunyun, she couldn't help but worry about Bai Yunyun's arrogant attitude. Could she be a hospital leader in charge of hanging clothes?

"I saw everyone else hanging their clothes here, so I just hung them here too," Qian Guifang explained in a low voice, holding a few unwashed clothes in her hand.

"Didn't you see that everyone else hangs their clothes on clotheslines to dry, but you spread the whole garment out on the line, taking up so much space? How are other people supposed to dry their clothes then?" Bai Yunyun continued to shout loudly.

Qian Guifang looked at the several empty clotheslines outside the water room and couldn't help but offer a defense.

"But there are still several clotheslines here, and they're all empty."

It wasn't that she didn't want to use clothes hangers, but her family had never had one before. She hadn't even raised enough money for medical treatment, so she couldn't waste money on such an unnecessary item.

"This is hospital policy. No matter how many ropes are left, you're not allowed to hang clothes like this. What kind of country bumpkin are you? Can't you understand?"

Bai Yunyun's eyes shot over like poisonous arrows as she slightly raised her chin, looking down at Qian Guifang.

After putting down the wet clothes, Qian Guifang hurriedly rubbed the edges of her clothes with her calloused hands. She opened her mouth as if to say something, but then closed it weakly.

She was new to the city, and her husband was so badly injured. The man in front of her looked like someone not to be trifled with. If she really offended him, and he came to cause trouble for them, it would be their daughter who would have to solve the problem in the end.

Her daughter, Xia Qiuran, has already suffered enough; she absolutely cannot cause any more trouble.

"Okay, I know. If you don't allow it, I'll take it back," Qian Guifang replied, and then took all the clothes off the clothesline.

He staggered back, carrying a large basin of clothes.

Halfway there, Bai Yunyun suddenly stretched her foot forward as if by accident. Qian Guifang, who was carrying a pile of clothes, couldn't see the road in front of her, and this caused her to fall hard on the cement ground.

When she raised her elbow again, she found that a large patch of skin had been scraped off, and there was dirt mixed with blood. Qian Guifang's whole arm was shaking from the pain.

Why did you trip me?

Qian Guifang used the ground for support to get up twice before she could stand up.

Bai Yunyun glared at Qian Guifang, refusing to admit that she had tripped her.

"Who tripped you? Are you senile, old woman? You fell and bumped into my skirt. This skirt cost me over a hundred yuan, and I haven't even asked you to pay for it yet."