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

Gu Hong walked out of Gao Yingting's office with a lunchbox in her hand, and as she walked down the corridor, she saw Xia Qiuran standing in a ward.

Xia Qiuran had left a deep impression on her at the last social gathering, so she took the initiative to greet her this time.

Xia Qiuran turned around and paused for a second before quickly realizing what was happening.

"Teacher Gu."

Unexpectedly, the dean's wife, who was also a special-grade teacher, would take the initiative to greet her, a trainee. Xia Qiuran quickly and warmly walked over.

The two chatted briefly outside the ward, and Xia Qiuran told Gu Hong about Meng Shujuan's situation in detail.

"What a pitiful girl," Gu Hong sighed, then continued, "Well, the hospital has a special assistance program for impoverished residents. I'll go ask Lao Gao later to see if we can apply for it."

Upon hearing this news, Xia Qiuran's eyes lit up immediately.

"Really? Thank you so much, Professor Gu."

"This is all government funding, meant to help impoverished residents. Why thank me?" Gu Hong replied with a smile, then asked, "By the way, Xia, are you busy later?"

"It's nothing, I'm off today." Xia Qiuran shook her head. Judging from Gu Hong's words, she must have something to ask her. Since Gu Hong had helped her so much, she naturally couldn't refuse and go back to her stall.

"That's great! My sister's daughter has been assigned to work in another city, and I'd like to give her a dress. Since you're about the same size as her, could you come with me to the store to pick one out and maybe try it on for me?" Gu Hong said.

Xia Qiuran immediately nodded and said, "No problem, Teacher Gu."

...

The two turned a corner and saw a state-run store ahead. At that moment, Gu Hong inadvertently saw a man and a woman in the alley.

The man, with a nonchalant and carefree air, casually reached out and lightly brushed the woman's cheek with his finger. The woman pretended to dodge and softly pushed him away, but she didn't back down an inch. Her eyes held a shy yet indulgent charm.

Gu Hong, the teacher, was so angry that she stomped her foot.

"It's really indecent, flirting like that in broad daylight as if no one else is around."

Xia Qiuran also glanced at it, expressing her incomprehension. This was the 1970s, and such behavior was enough to get someone arrested.

"Forget it, Teacher Gu, let's hurry up and pick out some clothes. It's not worth getting angry over someone like that."

Entering the store and seeing so many exquisite products, Gu Hong finally stopped thinking about what she had just seen.

"Xia, what do you think of this scarf?" Gu Hong said, pointing to an orange-red scarf in the counter.

Xia Qiuran looked at it carefully.

"Teacher Gu, you just said that your niece is 23 years old. At this age, most people have already shed their immaturity and are full of vitality and maturity. I think the light purple silk scarf with a dark pattern next to her seems more suitable."

"This bright orange silk scarf is elegant and sophisticated. I think it's more suitable for a woman with your refined taste. In particular, the color can brighten your complexion. It's suitable for everyday wear or for attending parties."

He offered his own insights while also indirectly praising Gu Hong.

After hearing Xia Qiuran's insights, Gu Hong was instantly delighted. She unconsciously scrutinized the girl in front of her and found Xia Qiuran to be insightful, steady, and measured in her actions, neither ostentatious nor vulgar. The more she looked at her, the more she liked her.

"Comrade, could you please take these two scarves out for me?" Gu Hong said to the sales clerk.

Just then, the couple who had been cuddling outside the store walked in and overheard Xia Qiuran's words. The woman's gaze involuntarily fell on the silk scarves in the display case.

After Gu Hong received the light purple silk scarf, she draped it around Xia Qiuran's neck. "Hmm, it really is very beautiful. Young people should wear such bright colors."

"Teacher Gu, why don't you try this orange one too? There's a mirror over there," Xia Qiuran said after taking off the scarf around her neck.

"Okay, I'll try it too." Gu Hong held the orange-red silk scarf in her hand. She hadn't thought much of it before, but after Xia Qiuran said that, she suddenly thought the scarf was much prettier.

"How much is that scarf?" the woman asked the sales clerk as the two were trying on scarves.

Salesperson: "4 yuan."

Upon hearing this, the woman immediately turned her head and gently nudged the man who had come with her. "I want this one."

The man gave the woman a greedy look, then immediately pulled out four yuan and placed it on the counter, saying, "Buy."

The woman, however, seemed unsatisfied. She took another dollar from the man's pocket and placed it on the counter. "I don't like others using the same things as me. You know what to do, right?"

The sales clerk glanced at it and silently put the five yuan away.

"I'll take both of these scarves," Gu Hong said after trying them on.

"Excuse me, this lady has already paid for this light purple silk scarf." The saleswoman said, taking the scarf from Gu Hong's hand.

"Is this the only silk scarf you have left?" Xia Qiuran asked again.

The sales clerk said impatiently, "Yes, there's only one."

Upon hearing this, Gu Hong's anger flared instantly. "We clearly got this scarf first, how could you sell it to someone else?"

The saleswoman rolled her eyes. "Why can't I sell it to someone else? Whoever pays first owns it. If you keep looking at it for a year, I'll reserve this scarf for you for another year!"

"How dare you talk like that? Who would come here to buy goods and stay for a year!" Gu Hong was furious and stepped forward to argue with the sales clerk.

"Forget it, Teacher Gu, let's go look around somewhere else. We don't necessarily have to buy this scarf." Xia Qiuran grabbed Gu Hong's arm and glanced at the woman who had snatched the scarf, saying this deliberately.

"Although this color scarf is beautiful, it is very picky about clothes. If not matched well, it will look particularly cheap. It is especially unfriendly to people with dark skin. In summer, it is also stuffy and not breathable when tied around the neck, and it may easily cause prickly heat."

Hearing Xia Qiuran say this, Gu Hong glanced at the woman's dark complexion and frowned unconsciously. "What you said makes sense. Then we don't need any of them."

"Who are you calling dark-skinned? Say it again." The woman understood the implication, tilted her head, and pointed a finger at Xia Qiuran, charging at her with the air of a female thug.

"Comrade, you're being too sensitive. We were talking about the scarf, not you," Xia Qiuran replied calmly, then linked arms with Gu Hong and walked to the side.

Before they knew it, the two of them had arrived at the stall of the salesman nicknamed "Thunder Tiger".

"Young comrade, you didn't come with your handsome military officer girlfriend from your unit today?" Lei Laohu greeted them with a smile as soon as they entered.

Being spoken to like that in front of Gu Hong made Xia Qiuran feel a little embarrassed, so she quickly explained, "Big sister, don't talk nonsense. My relationship with that officer is just that of a superior and subordinate. Today, Teacher Gu wanted to pick out a dress for her niece."

Gu Hong smiled slightly after hearing this. Handsome officer! There is probably no officer more handsome than Lu Zhenghan in the entire Shangchun City.