"Er..."

"Ah..."

With a masculine grunt, followed quickly by the woman's shriek from opposite him, the room fills with bewilderment, everyone in the room was stunned!

Xia Weiran sat half agape, her hand motionless on the man's thigh. She couldn't comprehend what just happened. She tilted her head upward, to look at the stern, dark countenance before her.

"My...My apologies."

Her voice trembled, and words stumbled out. Rushing, she withdrew the syringe from the man's thigh. It caused another grunt of discomfort from him, clearly in pain. This sudden reaction startled Xia Weiran again and she hastily dropped the syringe.

"I didn't mean to stab you. Are you alright?"

As she spoke, Xia Weiran, fraught with anxiety, felt around Mu Yifan's thigh. She really didn't do it on purpose. But the bigger question was, where exactly had she poked him? Did she really impale her needle there?

The more she fretted, the more flustered she became, especially as the man standing in front of her expression turned velvety black, the whole sickroom filled with a gloomy and cold aura.

Xia Weiran was terrified. She didn't know how to handle this situation. Worried about potentially injuring another person but equally afraid of the intimidating aura the opposite person radiated, she didn’t dare to stop. Little did she notice the man's expression growing gradually darker, his gaze towards Xia Weiran staunch and severe.

The other soldiers around were shellshocked and thoroughly baffled.

Was this girl asking for trouble, flirting with the captain?

"Xia Weiran!"

Just then, the principal of the A-zone medical end and several department heads hurried in. just as they arrived, they saw Xia Weiran, flustered and frantically groping the captain's thigh...

Director Cheng immediately lost his composure and shouted at Xia Weiran, "What has gotten into you, Xia Weiran? You've always been sober-minded. How could you cause such turmoil today? And how dare you, a girl, touch the squad leader's thigh? What kind of behavior is this?!"

As soon as Director Cheng spoke up, everyone who was stunned by the incident snapped back to reality.

As for Xia Weiran, she still looked a little confused, blankly staring at the people behind her, her hand still on Mu Yifan's thigh.

Others reacted quickly and rushed forward to stop this reckless girl. Meanwhile, Mu Yifan's handsome face had turned the color of a pig's liver. The room, although without air conditioning, felt chillingly cold.

Just when everyone was at a loss for what to do and Director Cheng was considering how to apologize to Mu Yifan, Mu Yifan strode out of the sickroom, slamming the door behind him so hard that it reverberated loudly.

Nurse Xia Weiran, the instigator, still seemed a little befuddled, her innocent face looking at the medical department leaders who had just walked in and the soldiers beside her who were clearly unhappy. It wasn't done on purpose, was it?

"Xia Weiran!"

"Present!"

In the medical department, Xia was just a small soldier. When she heard Director Cheng call her name again, she instinctively stood up straight and saluted in response.

"Do you know who that man just now was?"

Director Cheng also had an awful look on his face.

"Report to the director, I don't know," Xia Weiran replied decisively.

Those around her couldn't help but have a wry smile on their faces. Just how bold was this girl to contradict someone without even knowing who he was?

Thinking back to the scene just now, they couldn't help but shudder for Xia Weiran.

"You don't know? You don't know?" Director Cheng repeated, his voice trembling in anger. The faces of the medical department leaders behind him turned even darker.