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

"Comrade, this beef noodle soup is too bland. Please add some salt and broth."

Xia Qiuran had just paid and returned to her seat when Yang Yuqin came to the counter with a bowl of noodles and said...

Zhao Feng gave her food coupons and a full five yuan in pocket money yesterday, so today she couldn't wait to come to the state-run restaurant and order a bowl of beef noodles that she had been craving for a long time.

When the noodles were served, she found that the bowl was only nine-tenths full, even though she had paid for a whole bowl.

Filling it to nine-tenths full like this is a huge waste.

So the noodles were returned to the serving window.

"Comrade, you've added salt and broth, is it too salty or too bland?" the kitchen staff said impatiently.

"I was afraid you added too much salt, so I added some broth beforehand, is that not allowed?" Yang Yuqin argued, raising her chin.

The waiter glanced at her dismissively, too lazy to say anything more, and added a spoonful of salt and a full bowl of soup to Yang Yuqin's beef noodle bowl.

Yang Yuqin looked at the overflowing beef noodle soup and unconsciously swallowed, before finally taking the bowl away with satisfaction.

Because the bowl of noodles was too full, Yang Yuqin's fingers were already numb from the heat halfway through carrying it.

But she still couldn't bear to let a single drop of soup spill, her eyes fixed intently on the beef noodles in her hands. Just as she was about to reach the table, she suddenly tripped and lost her balance.

Then the whole bowl of noodles spilled on the ground, and his fingers were burned red.

Yang Yuqin looked at the noodles and beef scattered all over the floor and felt heartbroken. She turned her head and glared fiercely at the chair that had tripped her.

To his surprise, he found Xia Qiuran sitting in the chair, and instantly his regret found an outlet.

"Xia Qiuran, why did you trip me?" Yang Yuqin said angrily, pointing at Xia Qiuran.

Xia Qiuran's brows furrowed with displeasure. She had originally intended to help Yang Yuqin when she saw her almost fall, but she never expected her to turn around and accuse her.

"Yang Yuqin, I was sitting in a chair with my back to you, how could I possibly trip over you behind me?"

Upon hearing Xia Qiuran's explanation, the people around her began to whisper among themselves, believing that Yang Yuqin was deliberately trying to frame someone.

Seeing that she couldn't win the argument, Yang Yuqin could only make up another excuse, saying, "Then why did you sit on this side of the aisle? If you had sat on the inside, maybe I wouldn't have tripped over it."

Xia Qiuran rolled her eyes silently upon hearing these words.

"Yang Yuqin, is this your home? It's my freedom to sit wherever I want. I've noticed that you've become increasingly shameless since you came to the city."

"This is a public place. You weren't careful holding the bowl of noodles, and now you've dropped it and are blaming everyone else. Aren't you ashamed?"

"You, you dare to call me shameless? You just wait."

Yang Yuqin pointed at Xia Qiuran, her fingers trembling with anger.

After saying that, she looked at the noodles and beef on the ground with a pained expression.

If it weren't for so many people around, she wouldn't care whether it had fallen or not; she would have picked it up and eaten it all. Now that there are so many people watching, she can only throw it all away.

So, with a heavy heart, he ran straight out the door.

After watching Yang Yuqin run out, Xia Qiuran sat down angrily.

I must have forgotten to check the almanac before going out today, how did I end up running into these people who made me angry?

"Let's eat. Don't be angry. It's not worth getting angry over someone like that," Lu Zhenghan said, putting some food in Xia Qiuran's bowl to comfort her.

That's true. It's not worth getting upset over someone like that.

Xia Qiuran took a big bite of rice while thinking.

...

On the street, Lu Zhenghan's bodyguard, Xiao Zhang, walked breathlessly while looking around.

Ever since he heard from the comrades in the clinic that Xia Qiuran was going to a pharmaceutical factory in the suburbs to purchase herbs, Lu Zhenghan inexplicably agreed to attend the safety training conference held near the pharmaceutical factory, which he had been unwilling to attend.

But just now, the conference organizers called the military to say that Lu Zhenghan didn't attend at all.

Zhou Guangming slammed his fist on the table in anger and gave Xiao Zhang a death order: he could not return to the unit until he found Lu Zhenghan.

He had searched several streets but still couldn't find Lu Zhenghan.

Just when they had almost given up on the search, they turned around and saw Lu Zhenghan and Xia Qiuran having a meal in a state-run restaurant.

Without thinking twice, I rushed inside.

"Commander, I've finally found you!" Xiao Zhang ran up to Lu Zhenghan and said, panting heavily.

Lu Zhenghan glanced at it indifferently, a slight downward smirk playing on his lips. "What's wrong? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Xiao Zhang's brows furrowed deeply, and he hurriedly said, "You didn't attend the safety training conference, and they've already called our regimental headquarters. Political Commissar Zhou is furious, which is why he sent me out to find you."

Lu Zhenghan then recalled that there seemed to be such a thing, and coughed lightly.

"Those meetings are just a formality; the content is all read from a prepared script, so it doesn't really matter whether you go or not."

After hearing this, Xiao Zhang pursed his lips tightly, opened his mouth several times but no sound came out, and finally whispered.

"Didn't you say that security is the top priority? Is this kind of meeting meaningful?"

Lu Zhenghan picked up his water glass, took a sip, and said calmly, "Safety is important, but we can't ignore other issues. Okay, go and tell Political Commissar Zhou that I'll go see him as soon as I get back to the unit."

His words implied that he wanted Xiao Zhang to leave.

"Commander, I dare not go back by myself." Xiao Zhang lowered his head, his eyes full of grievance. "Political Commissar Zhou gave me a death order. If I go back by myself, I will be court-martialed."

Xia Qiuran noticed Xiao Zhang's predicament, put down her chopsticks and said, "Commander, why don't you go back first? I'll treat you to dinner another day."

Lu Zhenghan's eyes held an unreadable meaning, but he spoke in a cold voice.

"The security conference ended a long time ago, there's no rush."

"Comrade Xiao Zhang, let's eat quickly." Seeing that Lu Zhenghan was unwilling to leave, Xia Qiuran had no choice but to pick up her chopsticks and eat faster.

Lu Zhenghan lifted his eyelids and glanced at Xiao Zhang with a chilling look in his eyes.

Xiao Zhang instinctively shivered.

Within minutes, under Xiao Zhang's watchful eye, the two finished all the food.

"We've finished eating, Comrade Xiao Zhang, let's go," Xia Qiuran said, standing up.

The group walked to the restaurant entrance together, only to bump into Zhao Feng, who was about to enter.

Zhao Feng glanced at Lu Zhenghan beside Xia Qiuran, and his heart skipped a beat for no reason. Then he blamed Xia Qiuran.

"Qiu Ran, Yu Qin is new to the city and doesn't know anything. She's just a weak woman. How could you throw noodle soup at her?"

"Do you know? Her hands were scalded and blistered."

Xia Qiuran frowned slightly after listening. "Comrade Zhao Feng, if you've come here to seek justice for your partner, I suggest you call the police."

After saying that, they were about to walk around to the side, but Zhao Feng blocked their way again.

"Qiu Ran, I know you treated her that way because you were jealous that I was with Yu Qin, but you can't force feelings. Even if you beat her to death, it won't make a difference."

Xia Qiuran was so angry she almost laughed. "Comrade Zhao Feng, you and Yang Yuqin are a match made in heaven. I wish you a long and happy marriage."

Zhao Feng, however, interpreted this as Xia Qiuran tacitly agreeing with what he had said, and his tone became even more confident.

"Qiu Ran, you don't need to say such sour things. Uncle Yuqin has been promoted to county secretary, so it's impossible for us to get back together. At most, I can only promise you that I will visit you often after we get married."