Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
His voice was smooth, like flowing water. It was as if he was whispering sweet nothings by her ear.
His voice was so much better than Su Lingche’s.
Gu Qingjiu felt a little disconcerted.
Perhaps it was because of the hatred she had for Su Lingche. But no matter how she compared, Su Lingche could never be on par with the man in front of her.
He really couldn’t compare!
How blinded was she that she thought Su Lingche and Doctor Nan were similar?
Hearing Nan Yingxuan’s words, the corners of Gu Qingjiu’s lips curled up, revealing a youthful smile. “Yes, Doctor Nan. I wish to ask for an ointment that the seniors’ claim is effective for sore muscles from training. Can I ask for some?”
Gu Qingjiu was after all still at a young age of eighteen.
With cheeks still carrying traces of baby fat, her smile had an innocent charm to it.
But her eyes had a stark difference to that smile—it was dull.
Although she was smiling, it didn’t give any sense of warmth.
This girl’s aura reminded Nan Yingxuan of He Niancheng’s aura.
However, He Niancheng seldom smiled in such a manner.
So, perhaps it was just a delusion.
He swiftly nodded and turned around to retrieve a tube of white cream from the medical cabinet.
On top of it was a chunk of words in a foreign language that wasn’t English—one that Gu Qingjiu was not familiar with.
“This is the one. It’s good for sore muscles, but you can’t apply too much at once. The smell is a little pungent, too. Be careful when you apply it and be careful not to let it touch your eyes or consume it.”
Nan Yingxuan passed the ointment to Gu Qingjiu and gave out a detailed instruction. His voice was extra soothing on that quiet winter, that it gave people the illusion of a warm family. It was no wonder why Doctor Nan was so popular in the army.
Not to mention that face of his!
Gu Qingjiu listened attentively and nodded. “Thank you, Doctor Nan. I understand.”
“Okay. Oh, and you have to sign over here.”
Nan Yingxuan retrieved a booklet filled with many names.
It was a list of names of soldiers who came to ask for medicine.
But what Gu Qingjiu noticed immediately was Nan Yingxuan’s hand, which was pressing down on the booklet.
His fingers were slender and with distinct joints, and his fingernails were round, shiny, and clear. His hands were a pair of beautiful hands.
With that, he could probably become a hand model.
Gu Qingjiu lamented inwardly. There were people who the gods favored that you couldn’t even find a single flaw in them.
But she quickly retracted her gaze and heaved a soft sigh.
It was rare to see such a handsome man in this immensely huge and rough barracks.
And there was a premium grade He Niancheng, too.
She wondered what lottery Dayi City struck this year.
She quickly signed and thanked him in a crisp voice before quickly leaving to find Yu Bao’er.
They rubbed the ointment on themselves on the same night.
The smell was indeed strong, but after applying it, the effect on their bodies was quite rapid and evident. They could at least feel that their bodies weren’t as sore as before.
However, the pungent smell spread all over the dormitory. Even Jiang Yu and Feng Meiyun, who wasn’t speaking to them, couldn’t help but throw a few insults at them.
Gu Qingjiu went to the balcony to apply the ointment. She waited until the smell had softened before returning to the dormitory.
Yu Bao’er sat in the dormitory room the entire day in displeasure, allowing the pungent smell to fill the room. Jiang Yu and Feng Meiyun had no choice but to hold it in even if they were uncomfortable about it.
