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

"Great, all these candies are yours now."

"Really?" The child's eyes widened.

"Of course, but you can only eat two pieces a day, no more."

After Xia Qiuran finished giving her instructions, the child immediately peeled off a piece of candy and put it in his mouth, looking satisfied.

Yes, this is how a child should be.

"Comrades, your child is very smart and has no intellectual problems whatsoever," Xia Qiuran said, turning to the child's parents.

Upon hearing this, the child's father showed a hint of surprise, and his eyes shone with a rare light. He was stunned for a few seconds before he reacted.

"You say he's smart?" His expression still showed disbelief.

"Yes." Xia Qiuran answered the child's father and then looked at the child. "Little one, can Auntie take another look at your palm?"

Upon hearing someone say that his son wasn't sick, regardless of whether it was true or not, the child's father was already incredibly excited and quickly took his child's little hand and placed it in front of Xia Qiuran.

"Come on, let the doctor take a look at your hands."

Xia Qiuran pressed down on the child's finger with her fingertip.

Medical books record that it is difficult to feel the pulse of very young children, and even if you can feel it, you may not be able to feel it accurately. So another method was developed: looking at the fingerprints on the fingers.

The three joints of the index finger represent the three gates of wind, qi, and life, respectively.

Red and purple hues indicate cold or heat, while pale and stagnant colors indicate deficiency or excess.

She examined the child carefully twice and found that the child did not have any illness, and the cough was just a common cold.

This further solidified my belief.

"The child is physically healthy, but he needs psychological support," Xia Qiuran continued. "In traditional Chinese medicine terms, he has no physical illness, but his emotions are out of balance."

The child's father frowned after listening. "Doctor, I don't quite understand what you're saying. Just tell me how to treat it."

"I'll prescribe two doses of medicine to relieve your depression. Grind them up and boil them in water when you get home," Xia Qiuran said, writing the prescription on a piece of paper.

"Doctor, we can pay more, please grind it for me," the child's mother said again.

"The small stone mill here doesn't work well. You need a stone-made medicine grinder for better results." Xia Qiuran glanced at the small stone mill on the ground and said helplessly.

"And there's one more crucial point, which is crucial. If you can't do this, no amount of medicine will help." Then she stood up and said solemnly.

"Doctor, just say the word. I'll do anything to help my son get better," the father immediately affirmed.

"Okay, the most important thing is that you and the child's mother can't argue anymore, and it's best not to even raise your voice."

"What does our argument have to do with his illness?" the child's mother asked, somewhat incredulously.

"Body and spirit must be in harmony; a healthy body requires a peaceful mind. If one thinks too much, suffers from anxiety and depression, or experiences restlessness and liver qi stagnation, it can lead to symptoms such as mental agitation, irritability, confusion, and inexplicable discomfort," Xia Qiuran patiently explained.

Ultimately, you can't entirely blame the parents. Nowadays, the standard for raising children is simply to ensure they are well-fed and clothed, and very few people are aware of the issue of mental illness.

"Okay, thank you, doctor. My wife and I will try our best to control our emotions in the future."

The child's father agreed first. Regardless of whether it was true or not, this was the first doctor he had met who said his child had no problems. Even if it was false, he was willing to try this method.

After seeing the family of three off, Xia Qiuran continued to dry the herbs outside.

"Dr. Xia, you're amazing! You can even treat psychological illnesses." Once outside, Zhang Xiaoliang couldn't help but praise her.

"In traditional Chinese medicine, the physical form and spirit are actually interconnected. Some diseases that cannot be seen from external injuries or whose causes cannot be found may very well be caused by psychological factors," Xia Qiuran explained casually.

Zhang Xiaoliang's gaze secretly followed Xia Qiuran, his eyes seemingly carrying a hint of shyness. "It's so nice to help you out; I can even learn something from you."

"I can't keep letting you help for nothing, so here, take this." Looking at all the herbs Zhang Xiaoliang brought out, Xia Qiuran thought for a moment and realized she didn't have anything else to offer, so she casually took out a sachet she had made earlier from her pocket. "This is a sachet made of herbs, it has the effect of repelling mosquitoes."

Upon seeing the sachet, Zhang Xiaoliang immediately accepted it with both hands, his eyes lighting up. "Thank you, Dr. Xia. I will definitely keep it safe."

Xia Qiuran.

Just then, Lu Zhenghan's voice suddenly came from behind him, his handsome face cold and his thin lips pursed with a hint of chill.

"Commander." Zhang Xiaoliang immediately stood at attention and saluted when he saw Lu Zhenghan arrive.

"Xia Qiuran, come here for a moment, I have something important to tell you." Lu Zhenghan's voice was not loud, but it carried an undeniable authority.

"Dr. Xia, you go ahead, I'm going back too." Zhang Xiaoliang said and ran back to the training ground.

Xia Qiuran quickly followed Lu Zhenghan, and as they walked side by side, she couldn't help but steal a glance at him.

Lu Zhenghan changed his shirt; it was a light blue that made him look younger. In the past, his shirts were always white or military green!

"Is it something urgent, Commander Lu?" Xia Qiuran asked.

"I just saw you treating Yan Jun's son," Lu Zhenghan asked instead of answering.

Xia Qiuran didn't recognize the three people, but she figured Lu Zhenghan was probably asking about those three.

"Well, that child didn't actually have any illness; it's just that he had been living in an unsettling environment for a long time, which caused him to develop a kind of fear."

"Yan Jun comes from a well-off family, and his wife is the daughter of a leader. Both of them have bad tempers, so it's inevitable that they will have disagreements."

"Yes, they even had a fight in the infirmary just now. By the way, Commander Lu, didn't you call me because it's urgent?" Xia Qiuran asked again.

Judging from Lu Zhenghan's anxious expression just now, it must be something very important.

Lu Zhenghan stopped and straightened his collar. "When you returned to the city last time, your parents specifically spoke to me."

"What did they say?" Xia Qiuran looked at Lu Zhenghan nervously, thinking that her parents had misunderstood their relationship and said something that Lu Zhenghan didn't want to hear. "Commander Lu, their thoughts are sometimes a bit complicated. I will definitely talk to them when I get back. Please don't take it to heart."

Lu Zhenghan closed his eyelashes, still with that cold expression. "They asked me to tell you to take good care of yourself while you're away from home. Don't just think about making money; your health is the most important thing."

After saying that, Xia Qiuran kept looking at Lu Zhenghan with an uneasy expression, but he didn't continue. So she said anxiously, "Well, is there anything else?"

"there is none left."

there is none left?

Xia Qiuran unconsciously gasped. Was this the important thing he was talking about?

"It's lunchtime, let's go eat." Lu Zhenghan said casually, then walked towards the cafeteria as if nothing had happened.

Xia Qiuran blinked, feeling utterly bewildered.

Is this important?

...

Not long after they arrived at the cafeteria and sat down, Zhang Xiaoliang sat down next to Xia Qiuran with his lunchbox in hand.

"Greetings, Commander." Upon seeing Lu Zhenghan, she still greeted him with a reserved manner.

"Don't be so formal during your break," Lu Zhenghan said casually.

"it is good."

Zhang Xiaoliang responded and then pushed his lunchbox toward Xia Qiuran, saying, "Dr. Xia, you can have this meat."

Xia Qiuran quickly waved her hand, "I have enough. If you give me any more, it will be a waste."

Zhang Xiaoliang stopped refusing and looked at the two people beside him, unable to resist asking.

"Dr. Xia, are you and the team leader dating?"

Upon hearing this, Xia Qiuran coughed up, almost spitting out the food in her mouth.