73: A Man Who Was Not That Simple

A Man Who Was Not That Simple

The mature Doctor Zhou answered quickly, "Rest assured. We won't tell anyone about this thing."2

"Doctor Zhou, you are a doctor with noble and professional ethics, of course, we trust you," said Xia Jinyuan gently. In front of the citizens, he was as tender as a breeze rather than display his tough-as-steel attitude. "I'm going to say goodbye from here. Again, I'm very sorry."

He asked a soldier to send Doctor Zhou away. As she walked further away, all of a sudden, Xia Jinyuan raised his hand to flick lightly on Ye Jian's forehead. "I didn't have time to praise you just now. Well done, girl."

"Ouch!" caught off guard, Ye Jian covered her forehead which was slightly in pain. A subtle emotion started to appear in her previously calm and indifferent eyes. "What do you even mean? You praised me moments ago, and punished me in the next second."

Xia Jinyuan started to grin. He was a man who knew how to restrain himself. Even his pleasant smile seemed very light. In the night, with his refreshing smile, he said, "You are only fourteen years old, not forty. Loosen up and don't have too much coldness in your eyes. The age of fourteen is a dreamy and wonderful time."

"Captain Xia, I assume that it was a dreamy and wonderful time for you when you were fourteen. There was no chilly look in your eyes, but at least you seemed unapproachable." Ye Jian paid back the extremely mysterious man in the same coin. He had become a Major at the age of twenty, was it possible that he had a wonderful time at fourteen years old?

Was it possible?

…

Thinking back to when he was fourteen years old, Xia Jinyuan knew better than to keep talking.

He was facing an intelligent girl. The less he spoke, the better. Otherwise, her words might upset him, giving him a heartache.

"Come here." He waved at a soldier who was waiting for his instructions beside him. "Send this student to the New Recruit Camp."

No wonder his old man and his grandpa complained that he was a pain in the neck when he was fourteen years old!

At the age of twenty, he encountered the fourteen-year-old Ye Jian, who also gave him a headache.

But alas, he suddenly felt like calling his old man to greet him and apologize to him.

After he got on the vehicle escorting the criminal suspects back to the city, Xia Jinyuan made a phone call to Beijing.

In a heavily guarded, old and simple military yard, of which the exterior was surrounded by Boston ivy, a security guard answered the phone.

After exchanging pleasantries, he trotted upstairs and knocked on the door gently.

"Commander-in-Chief, it's a call from the Major, he says he has something urgent to report to you."

Usually, Commander Xia was already in bed at half past ten in the evening. As he heard the news, he got up abruptly from his bed. The boy seldom called him. Did something happen to him in the army?

"What's wrong?!" the moment he spoke, he heard an unexpected speech from the other side, "Sorry, old man, I suddenly feel that I was a headache to you when I was fourteen."

…

Commander Xia restrained his impulse to smash the phone. The boy made him worry for no reason!

"You brat! Just you wait!"

"Old man, say hello to grandpa for me. One more thing, good night!" Xia Jinyuan hung up the phone with a smile on his face. Judging from Commander Xia's energetic voice, he must be in good shape.

What a brat! Was he suffering insomnia? I should make a phone call to increase his workload and cure his silliness!

Beep. Beep. As the busy tone was heard from the phone, Commander Xia cursed him again, but with a smile on his face.

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