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

Lu Zhenghan noticed the change in Qian Guifang's expression and immediately spoke first.

"Dr. Xia is a very nice person. If she really gets together with me, I feel like I'm not good enough for her."

"Although Dr. Xia's family is from the countryside, she never complains or feels sorry for herself. She doesn't rely on anyone to support her. She has established herself in this city entirely on her own abilities. She is hardworking and down-to-earth. She never complains or shows weakness when she encounters difficulties. She is not spoiled at all. Her self-reliant and strong qualities are something that no amount of money can buy."

Lu Zhenghan spoke calmly and steadily, his expression composed. After he finished speaking, he smiled slightly, showing no intention of embarrassing anyone.

The family member in the next bed realized that he had just said something inappropriate, smiled, and quickly tried to make amends.

"You're not wrong, Dr. Xia is indeed a very nice person."

Outside the ward, Xia Qiuran, who had come to visit her father, overheard the conversation. She subconsciously squeezed the stethoscope in her hand, surprised that Lu Zhenghan would speak so well of her and subtly save face for her parents.

Such a good man is hard to find even with a lantern, it's a pity he's destined not to belong to her.

Marrying up is like drinking poison, marrying down is like scattering sand; a disparity in social status makes it difficult to settle down.

It's best not to covet what isn't yours. Just like in my previous life, I married Zhao Feng, whose family wasn't particularly noble, and I was looked down upon and belittled my whole life.

Someone like Lu Zhenghan, once he walks into the house, probably even the dog wouldn't give her a second glance.

After standing at the door for a moment, Xia Qiuran turned and left without going in.

Now that her father's condition has stabilized, it's time for her to get back on track. After a busy day, she packed her bag and prepared to go to the military's night school.

In the evening, as she entered the military base and arrived at the training ground, she saw Lu Zhenghan waiting in front of her usual route. Xia Qiuran quickly looked around and, seeing that no one was there, walked over.

Lu Zhenghan knew what Xia Qiuran was worried about, so he didn't say much and just took out a bag of pastries and put it in Xia Qiuran's hand.

"I heard this is a new product from the pastry shop, you should try it."

Lu Zhenghan lowered his eyes, his voice as cold and indifferent as ever.

He didn't see Xia Qiuran at the hospital today. Remembering what Xia Qiuran had said before, that he should prioritize his work, he only glanced at her busy figure from afar before leaving.

Then I bought some pastries, thinking I'd give them to Xia Qiuran when she came to class that evening.

Xia Qiuran opened a corner of the oil paper and took a look. She found that it was the jujube paste cake that her hospital colleagues had been talking about the most recently. She heard that the production was very limited and some people had queued for a whole day but still couldn't buy it.

"It must take a long time to queue up to buy this, you should keep it for yourself."

Xia Qiuran felt a little embarrassed and wanted to return it to Lu Zhenghan, but Lu Zhenghan took a step back and said calmly.

"I don't like to eat it."

"It's almost time for class, I have to go now."

After saying that, he disappeared into the darkness in front of the training ground.

This is the military base, so it's not convenient to talk or pull each other. Xia Qiuran could only put the pastries into her bag first. When she entered the classroom, she found that Lu Zhenghan had not yet arrived, so she took out her textbooks to review.

When Zhang Xiaoliang saw Xia Qiuran enter, he immediately stopped chatting with the classmate next to him, sat down next to her, and inadvertently noticed the two pastries in her bag. His eyes immediately lit up.

"Dr. Xia, you actually managed to buy this jujube paste cake! You're amazing!"

Xia Qiuran nodded and glanced at it. "Yeah, it's pretty hard to buy." She gave a casual, perfunctory reply.

But he quickly stopped what he was doing, as if he had thought of something.

What would happen if Lu Zhenghan found out that she had given these pastries to someone else? Would he be very angry, or even scold her on the spot?

Then they will seriously reflect on whether the relationship was right or wrong, and eventually find that they are not suitable for each other, so they propose to break up.

Although this was a bit excessive, in order to make Lu Zhenghan back down quickly, he still turned to Zhang Xiaoliang and asked.

"Comrade Zhang, do you want it?"

Zhang Xiaoliang immediately waved his hand and replied, "No, no, I was just asking. How could I possibly take your things, Dr. Xia?"

"What does it matter? You were the one who told me about the military's night school training programs, so it's only right that I thank you."

"Give."

As Xia Qiuran spoke, she took out a jujube paste cake from her bag and stuffed it into Zhang Xiaoliang's hand.

"No, no, I absolutely can't accept this, Dr. Xia. If you like this, I'll definitely queue up to buy it for you next time I have a day off, but I absolutely cannot accept anything from a woman."

Zhang Xiaoliang shook his head like a rattle-drum. Although he loved eating pastries, he understood that no matter how much he craved them, he shouldn't ask girls for food.

He had never given Xia Qiuran any gifts before. If he accepted Xia Qiuran's things first, what would that look like? People would laugh at him to death if word got out.

Seeing Zhang Xiaoliang's determination, Xia Qiuran rolled her eyes and whispered again.

"A relative of one of my colleagues at the hospital works as a sales clerk selling these pastries. You don't need to wait in line, so just take them."

Upon hearing this reason, Zhang Xiaoliang finally stopped resisting so strongly.

At that time, it was a planned economy, and the sales clerks had absolute control over the distribution of goods. If you really had such a relative, you wouldn't need to queue up to buy anything.

"Really?"

Zhang Xiaoliang glanced at the jujube paste cake, asked again, and this time his tone was noticeably gentler.

"Of course, if it were really that hard to buy, why would I give it to you?" Xia Qiuran said, handing the jujube paste cake to Zhang Xiaoliang.

Looking at those jujube paste cakes, Zhang Xiaoliang felt his mouth water; these were his favorite foods.

"Thank you very much, Dr. Xia. I'll give you the money and pastry vouchers later."

"No need, I already said this is to thank you."

Xia Qiuran said nonchalantly, but in reality she was extremely reluctant. She loved sweets the most, and her mother loved them too. Now, in order to completely dispel Lu Zhenghan's thoughts, she had no choice but to let go of the duck that was already in her grasp.

Looking at the glistening, fragrant jujube paste cake, Zhang Xiaoliang couldn't resist breaking off a piece and putting it in his mouth.

Just then, Lu Zhenghan walked in.

The first thing I noticed was Zhang Xiaoliang's quick action of putting away the pastries, and the crumbs of pastries stuck to the corner of his mouth.

Lu Zhenghan's brows then furrowed heavily, his eyes losing all trace of gentleness, leaving only a cold, dark aura. His expression remained unchanged as he quickly shifted his gaze, but the oppressive aura emanating from him spread silently.

The class ended quickly, and Lu Zhenghan didn't make things difficult for Zhang Xiaoliang at all. He only called out to Xia Qiuran at the end.

"Xia Qiuran, stay after class. I want to ask you about Dr. Bai."

Lu Zhenghan's voice was calm and serious, revealing no emotion whatsoever. His expression, however, was as if he had been immersed in an icy pool, chilling one to the bone.

Xia Qiuran's heart tightened. He couldn't hold on any longer? Well, it's better to be frank sooner rather than later.

"Yes, Commander."

After all the soldiers left, only two people remained in the classroom.

"Come with me."

Lu Zhenghan glanced indifferently at Xia Qiuran, who was standing in front of him, and then walked out first.