The Green Tea Military Doctor Comes to Pick a Fight? Time to Teach Her a Lesson in Uniform!
Downstairs in the living room, Elder Qin had just finished taking Huo Zhixing’s pulse but found nothing out of the ordinary.
Neither of them spoke. The silence was so complete that even the sound of a pin dropping would have been unmistakable.
Dressed in casual clothes, Huo Zhixing sat on the sofa with one long leg crossed over the other, leisurely holding an old enamel tea mug that looked as though it had seen decades of use.
His icy gaze rested on the old man before him. His expression was as cold as a block of ice, and the oppressive aura surrounding him made it hard for anyone nearby to breathe normally.
The old man had shown up first thing in the morning. Surely he hadn’t come all this way just to check his pulse?
Across from him sat an elderly man with graying hair, dressed neatly in a Zhongshan suit. He was Qin Guohua, the most respected traditional Chinese medicine expert at the Military General Hospital.
Knowing Huo Zhixing’s personality well, Elder Qin wasn’t bothered by his frosty expression. He had another reason for coming today.
Standing beside him was a young female military doctor. Wearing a white lab coat with a fountain pen clipped to her chest pocket, she held her chin high as though standing at military attention, her eyes constantly darting between Huo Zhixing and the second floor.
She was Zhao Man, Qin Guohua’s assistant and the famous “ice queen” of the military hospital.
She had heard yesterday that Huo Zhixing had gotten married, so she found an excuse to accompany Elder Qin today. She wanted to see what kind of woman had managed to win Huo Zhixing’s heart.
“Zhixing,” Qin Guohua finally broke the silence as he set down his teacup. “I heard you got married?”
Huo Zhixing lifted a brow and replied with a single cold word.
“Mm.”
“Did your grandfather approve? Why so suddenly? I’d never even heard you mention liking anyone. You came back to the compound and rushed off to get your marriage certificate almost immediately.”
The corner of Huo Zhixing’s lips twitched slightly.
“My grandfather agreed.”
Elder Qin nodded.
“Well, since you’re married now, live a good life together. But I also heard something yesterday. People said your new wife took one look at that fellow Liu Laizi at the compound gate and immediately diagnosed him with syphilis. Does she really know medicine?”
Huo Zhixing lightly tapped his fingers against his knee.
He actually hadn’t asked her about that.
Before anyone else spoke, Zhao Man let out a mocking laugh.
“Teacher, you don’t actually believe those country rumors, do you? She probably just got lucky.”
She glanced toward the tightly shut bedroom door upstairs, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
“Those filthy, backward villages are full of people with all sorts of diseases. Anyone who’s seen enough of them could make a lucky guess. Besides, what respectable young woman goes around talking about venereal diseases? Isn’t she ashamed?”
Her words went far too far.
Not only was she insulting Su Jiuyue as an indecent woman, she was also implying that Huo Zhixing was blind for marrying someone like her.
The moment the words left her mouth, Qin Guohua’s expression darkened.
Huo Zhixing slowly raised his eyes. His gaze turned so cold it seemed ready to shed ice. Just as he was about to speak, a lazy yet sweet voice drifted down from the staircase.
“Doctor Zhao, I don’t like what you just said.”
“In a doctor’s eyes, there are no distinctions between men and women, nor between the noble and the humble.”
“So why is it that when it comes to you, saving lives suddenly depends on whether someone is ‘respectable’ or not? Did your PE teacher teach you medical ethics?”
Everyone turned toward the staircase.
Supporting herself on the railing, Su Jiuyue slowly made her way downstairs, one careful step at a time.
The instant they saw what she was wearing, everyone froze.
The oversized olive-green military jacket hung loosely over her petite frame, its rigid tailoring making her look even smaller. The sleeves extended well past her hands, leaving only a few delicate fingertips peeking out.
Most eye-catching of all was the simple floral cotton blouse beneath the open jacket. Though plain and old-fashioned, it clung softly to her figure, outlining breathtaking curves.
At her collarbone, the elegant line of pale skin appeared and disappeared beneath the fabric. There, a faint crimson love bite rested like a red plum blossom fallen upon fresh snow—beautiful, impossible to ignore, and painfully conspicuous.
Below, she wore a pair of oversized navy work pants with the cuffs rolled up twice, exposing slender, porcelain-white ankles and a pair of bare feet.
Against the dark wooden floor, they looked smooth as polished jade, carrying the languid, alluring air of someone who had only just gotten out of bed.
The entire outfit somehow managed to be both innocent and irresistibly seductive—a walking explosion of charm.
The polite smile on Zhao Man’s face instantly froze.
Her fingernails dug deeply into her palms.
That was…
Huo Zhixing’s military jacket?!
Bonus Mini Scene
Commander Huo: “Why did you come downstairs wearing my jacket?”
Su Jiuyue (blinking innocently): “I didn’t have any clothes to wear. If not this, should I have worn your undershirt instead?”
Commander Huo (his Adam’s apple bobbing, eyes darkening): “Well… I wouldn’t exactly mind. But only if you wear it for me at home. There are too many people outside—I might not be able to stop myself from throwing every last one of them out.”