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

"Xia Qiuran, how much is this beauty cream? Give me ten packs." Yang Yuqin asked Zhao Feng with a provocative look on her face, her arm linked with his.

"Five cents a patch, ten patches for five yuan," Xia Qiuran replied expressionlessly.

Yang Yuqin's eyes widened when she heard this; five yuan was enough for her family's living expenses for a month.

"Five yuan! Xia Qiuran, why don't you just rob someone?!"

"If you think it's too expensive, you don't have to buy it," Xia Qiuran said coldly.

Yang Yuqin choked. This beauty cream is incredibly popular lately. Several of her close girlfriends are using it, and their faces are indeed much smoother than before. She's the only one who hasn't used it, and she's too embarrassed to talk about it when they chat. No, she has to buy it today.

"Xia Qiuran, we're from the same commune. Isn't it inappropriate for you to be so mercenary?" Yang Yuqin said again.

Xia Qiuran glanced at it, her attitude softening slightly. "Alright then, I'll give you a different price."

Upon hearing this, Yang Yuqin immediately smiled.

It seems that Xia Qiuran still has feelings for Feng Ge, and she tries to please them as soon as Feng Ge arrives.

"Xia Qiuran, we're not people who're greedy for small gains. It's just that if you sell to us for the same price as you sell to others, you'll inevitably be criticized for being opportunistic and greedy when you get back to the commune. We're helping you salvage your reputation," Yang Yuqin continued smugly.

Xia Qiuran chuckled and glanced at Yang Yuqin indifferently: "Now the beauty cream is five yuan a piece, ten pieces for fifty yuan. Since I've taken on the reputation of being a shrew, I'll go all the way."

Yang Yuqin's face was ashen, and she clutched the five cents she had just taken out tightly in her hand.

"you…"

Seeing that Xia Qiuran was ignoring her, she immediately grabbed Zhao Feng's sleeve and said coquettishly and aggrievedly, "Brother Feng, look at her."

Zhao Feng glanced at Qian Guifang out of the corner of his eye, his eyes filled with impatience, but because her uncle had been promoted to county secretary, he had no choice but to swallow his anger for the time being and spoke softly to Xia Qiuran.

"Qiu Ran, Yu Qin is being unreasonable, don't take it to heart, it's only 50 cents a stick."

Xia Qiuran didn't really intend to make things difficult for the two of them. With so many people watching, she just wanted to get rid of them as soon as possible. She picked up ten beauty creams and gave them to Zhao Feng.

While receiving the plaster, Zhao Feng took the opportunity to touch the back of Xia Qiuran's hand.

Xia Qiuran immediately pulled her hand back, her brows furrowing deeply: "What are you doing!"

Yang Yuqin glared at Zhao Feng, who dared to openly touch Xia Qiuran's hand right in front of her.

This was clearly a disregard for her. In front of so many people, the humiliation of being looked down upon and ignored surged to her head.

However, the two have not yet registered their marriage. Yang Yuqin is worried that if she gets angry, Zhao Feng will leave her, so she can only vent all her anger on Xia Qiuran.

"Why are you being so fierce? It was just that Brother Feng accidentally touched your hand. Brother Feng is handsome and has a good job. You're just a country bumpkin. You're not worth Brother Feng taking advantage of or deceiving you."

Xia Qiuran gritted her teeth. This scumbag and bitch were truly a match made in heaven. She immediately snatched back the beauty cream.

"I'm not selling the beauty cream anymore. You two, leave my stall right now."

"We've already agreed on a price, why won't you sell to us?" Yang Yuqin said anxiously.

Xia Qiuran said coldly, "The price has gone up now, fifty yuan per patch."

Zhao Feng's gaze remained fixed on Xia Qiuran, a hint of triumph flashing in his eyes.

"Qiu Ran, I really didn't mean it just now. Besides, we've held hands before, why do you care so much about this?"

Xia Qiuran blushed at those words and subconsciously clenched her fists.

On the day the two announced their engagement, Zhao Feng did pull her finger, but she quickly shook it off. He never expected that they would announce it publicly in front of so many people.

"Qiu Ran, you don't forget, do you? Your hands were so smooth and soft, I..."

A sly smile played on Zhao Feng's eyes, and he seemed about to say something more. But before he could utter a word, he felt a sharp pain in his cheek.

"ah."

Before he could even let out a proper scream, a tremendous force struck him, knocking his head to the side. A strong, metallic taste filled his mouth, and a dead tooth flew out of his mouth.

By the time everyone reacted, Lu Zhenghan had already withdrawn his fist, but the murderous aura around him had not dissipated.

Yang Yuqin quickly stepped in front of Zhao Feng, asking, "What right do you have to hit someone?"

Lu Zhenghan's eyes were full of disgust and warning. "You'd better stay away from here. I don't hit women, but I can't guarantee that I won't accidentally hurt you."

After saying that, he walked towards Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng staggered to his feet, staring at Lu Zhenghan with eyes full of fear, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

"You're a soldier, how can a soldier beat up civilians like that?" he stammered.

"Soldiers are human too, and as human beings, they have a responsibility to teach scum like you a lesson."

Lu Zhenghan was half a head taller than Zhao Feng. He looked down at Zhao Feng as if he were looking at a dirty speck of dust, his eyes filled with undisguised disgust and contempt.

With a slight twitch of his wrist, Zhao Feng instinctively took several steps back in fright.

"Commander."

Just as Lu Zhenghan was about to raise his other fist, Xia Qiuran immediately ran over.

"Forget it, just get rid of this kind of person. There's no need to get angry with him."

"Are you still pleading for him?"

Hearing Xia Qiuran speak up for Zhao Feng, Lu Zhenghan frowned slightly, his deep voice revealing a hint of displeasure.

"I'm not pleading for him, I just think that someone like him isn't worth you taking action against."

Worried that Lu Zhenghan might act impulsively and attack Zhao Feng again, Xia Qiuran grabbed Lu Zhenghan's wrist tightly as it hung at his side in a moment of panic.

Her soft palm pressed tightly against his hard wrist, with a slightly cool touch.

Lu Zhenghan's tense and fierce aura suddenly froze.

He lowered his eyes, his gaze slowly falling on the wrist that Xia Qiuran was holding.

"Why aren't you leaving? Do you want to get beaten up again?" Seeing that Lu Zhenghan's expression was gradually softening, Xia Qiuran quickly scolded Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng realized what was happening and quickly ran away with Yang Yuqin.

"You wait, I won't let you get away with this!" After running a distance, Zhao Feng turned back and shouted.

Aunt Lü spat again in the direction Zhao Feng had left.

"He deserves it. People with such a foul mouth should be given a good beating."

Turning around, he saw Xia Qiuran and the other person standing there without saying a word. He sensed an awkward atmosphere, smiled, and continued.

"Captain, look how red your fists are. Go rest on that bench over there, and let Xia help you apply some medicine and massage it. I can manage this stall by myself."

"It's nothing, I'll go back first." Lu Zheng's face was cold, his jawline was taut, and his eyes seemed to flash with an unreadable emotion.

Xia Qiuran's mind was in turmoil. She was just worried that Lu Zhenghan would get into trouble by hitting her too hard, but now he seemed really angry.

"etc."

Xia Qiuran said, "No matter what, this whole thing started because of me, so we can't let Lu Zhenghan leave in a huff."

"Team leader, there's some medicated oil for reducing swelling and relieving pain at the stall. Let me get you some," Xia Qiuran offered.

"No need, this doesn't count as an injury," Lu Zhenghan said, deliberately turning his head away.

"It's better to apply some medicine. The medicated oil can reduce swelling and relieve pain, which can alleviate the pain."

Before Lu Zhenghan could agree, Xia Qiuran took the medicated oil and led him to a bench not far away.

First, pour a small amount of medicated oil into your palm, rub the oil to warm it up, then pull Lu Zhenghan's hand over and gently massage his reddened knuckles with your palm, using gentle and careful pressure.

The faint medicinal fragrance of the medicated oil spread around. When Lu Zhenghan's hand was held by Xia Qiuran's soft little hand, he felt his body stiffen and a warm, tingling sensation rose in his heart.

After applying the medicated oil to Lu Zhenghan, Xia Qiuran took a deep breath, her lips tightly pressed together, as if she had made a momentous decision.

"Commander, after thinking about it, I think I should leave the 45th Regiment."