"Master, the frontline is dangerous. Why have you come?" Lan Xin let Ning Xuan pull him to his feet and then embraced her.
Lan Xin was already tall, and now, clad in a military uniform and armor, he looked even more imposing. Ning Xuan, dressed all in white and held in his arms, was made to look quite petite in comparison.
The tall young general holding the female doctor from the medical center in his arms—this scene did not go unnoticed by others watching from a distance. The way they looked at General Lan now held a hint of suggestiveness.
"Brother Xin, did our commanding officer just kneel?" a young officer wearing the shoulder insignias of a Major General asked his companion.
