After a while, Ning Zhiyuan responded: "I respect the organization's decision."

Afterwards, Commissioner Feng and Commander Qin comforted him for a few more times before leaving one after another.

It took Ning Zhiyuan nearly two hours to walk from the military hospital to the family compound.

Along the way, he had carefully recalled in his mind the experience of him and Sang Feiyu from the time they met to the time they were going to get married.

If he had the unreal dream-like feeling when he found out that the person he was going to have a blind date with was Sang Feiyu, then the cold and heavy marriage medical examination report that did not recommend marriage on his hand was like a brick, waking him up from his sweet dream.

Sang Feiyu heard footsteps and came out to see, and sure enough, she saw Ning Zhiyuan standing at the door.

"Zhiyuan, why are you standing outside?"

"I made breakfast, come in and eat."

Ning Zhiyuan hesitated for a while before pushing the door open.

Sang Feiyu saw the marriage report in his hand at a glance and said with a smile, "Is the report out?"

"When are we going to get the marriage certificate?"

Ning Zhiyuan was stunned, then handed the physical examination report in his hand to Sang Feiyu.

"Feiyu, I have something to tell you."

As soon as Ning Zhiyuan finished speaking, Sang Feiyu saw the words under the red seal on the file bag. Her expression froze and she was silent for a moment, not daring to say: "Not recommending marriage?"

how so?

She had been injured before, but after the treatment in the space, she has gotten much better. She shouldn't fail the physical examination, right?

She subconsciously took out the medical examination report, read it carefully, and her breathing became heavy.

It turned out that the person who failed the physical examination was not her, but Ning Zhiyuan.

He had heart problems, and the doctor's assessment was that he had only a half-century to live, so they did not recommend that they get married.

Sang Feiyu's head felt dizzy and confused, and he didn't know how to deal with this matter.

"Xiaoyu, I'm sorry."

Ning Zhiyuan's voice brought Sang Feiyu back to reality. She looked up at Ning Zhiyuan in astonishment and said without thinking, "No need to apologize. This is not the result you want."

"You don't have to apologize to anyone."

Ning Zhiyuan felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, as if he had swallowed snake gall, bitter and astringent.

He moved his lips, trying to regain his sanity, "I will find a way to send you to Hong Kong, so that you will never be troubled by your identity problem again."

This is also the best solution he can think of at the moment.

The color on Sang Feiyu's face disappeared, as if a basin of cold water had been poured over her from head to toe, leaving her whole body cold, and even her fingertips could not help but tremble slightly.

"Ning Zhiyuan, is this what you want to say to me?"

There was helplessness in her tone, mixed with a hint of anger.

Ning Zhiyuan looked at her in surprise. After thinking about the consequences, he accepted his fate and said calmly, "Yes."

Sang Feiyu felt like she was falling into an icy cave, her chest felt so heavy that she could hardly breathe.