Showy But Not Practical

'Achoo!'

"MD, it's getting colder recently. It's so cold here in China. I'm about to catch a cold."

Huo Yingcheng stayed by Nan Yingxuan's side and rubbed his nose.

It was almost December and it was freezing.

Although he felt fine during training, whenever he stopped, even his heart would feel cold.

Nan Yingxuan brought Huo Yingcheng a cup of tea, then took another cup for himself. He stood at the door of the infirmary and could see the spectacular scenery of the new recruits assembly outside. Taking a sip of the tea, he smiled and said, "Today is the new recruits assembly and your Major-general has to handle it. You're not going to have a look?"

"Why should I go? What's there to see!"

Huo Yingcheng waved his hand and did not care about it. "Major-general doesn't want to manage them. If he does, have you seen any group of men under him having a good life in the Empire?"