The next day, sunlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains and gently fell on Yang Qingyan's face. She woke up slowly, but did not feel the pain she had imagined.
In the middle of the night, she seemed to feel someone massaging her, with just the right amount of force to soothe her muscles. When she woke up, she subconsciously reached out to touch her side, but found that the bed was empty, which reminded her that Mu Nanhe should have gone to the army.
Yang Qingyan's mouth curled up unconsciously, her heart was full of sweetness, she got up to wash, looked at herself in the mirror, her cheeks slightly flushed. After a simple packing, she remembered that she had to go to the health station for verification today, so she immediately went out in high spirits.
Arriving at the clinic, Yang Qingyan took a deep breath and walked in steadily. The examination process was quite smooth for her. With her solid medical skills and rich practical experience, she answered the questions effortlessly, and performed well in the practical part. Not long after, she successfully obtained her medical qualification certificate.
Walking out of the hospital, Yang Qingyan held the certificate tightly in her hand, feeling a sense of accomplishment. She knew that this was not just a piece of paper, but also the key to her new journey. In the future, she would be able to work in the military hospital and save more people.
On the way back home, Yang Qingyan hummed a little tune, feeling particularly happy. As she walked, she unexpectedly ran into Wei Lan, who had disappeared from her sight since the last time Wei Wan had a difficult delivery.
Wei Lan seemed to have known her mistake. This time, she happily called Yang Qingyan sister-in-law. Wei Lan was not a bad person. She was just a little willful. Seeing that Yang Qingyan married the man she liked, she wanted to embarrass her, but she didn't do anything too outrageous.
Yang Qingyan was slightly stunned, looking at the girl who had tied a knot with her, with mixed feelings in her heart. However, seeing Wei Lan's sincere face and a little regret in her eyes, her heart softened. Yang Qingyan raised the corners of her mouth and replied softly: "Wei Lan, I'd like to say goodbye."
Wei Lan scratched her head a little embarrassedly and said, "Sister-in-law, I was ignorant before and caused you a lot of trouble. Please don't take it to heart."
Yang Qingyan waved her hands and said with a smile: "It's all in the past. It's good that you understand."
The two stood on the side of the road and chatted for a few words. Wei Lan talked about her thoughts during this period. She realized that feelings should not be forced. Yang Qingyan and Mu Nanhe are a couple who truly love each other, and she should not interfere.
As Yang Qingyan listened, her resentment towards her gradually dissipated, and she comforted her that she would meet a more suitable person in the future.
Wei Lan's eyes lit up, as if she had made up her mind, and said to Yang Qingyan: "Sister-in-law, if you need my help in the future, just ask, and I will do my best!"
When they got home, Yang Qingyan happily prepared a meal and waited for Mu Nanhe to come back. She carefully prepared his favorite braised fish and several refreshing side dishes, making the dining table warm and romantic.
The aroma of food filled the whole house, and she looked towards the door from time to time, expecting the familiar footsteps to sound. But she waited and waited, but he never came.
Time passed little by little, and dusk gradually enveloped the family compound. In the evening, He Zhengping hurried over to inform that Mu Nanhe had received an emergency mission.
When Yang Qingyan heard the news, her heart skipped a beat. The joy in her heart instantly disappeared, and was replaced by deep worry.
She asked He Zhengping anxiously: "Do you know what the mission is? Is it dangerous?"
He Zhengping showed an awkward expression, shook his head and said: "The mission is confidential. We only know that the mission is very urgent. Nan He immediately set out after receiving the notification."
Yang Qingyan's eyes dimmed, and she quietly cleared the table, her movements slow and heavy. The originally steaming hot meal had lost its appeal at this moment.
For a whole month, Mu Nanhe didn't send back any news. During this month, Yang Qingyan's life was extremely tormented.
During the day, the military hospital notified her to undergo several operations. With her superb medical skills, she completed them all well. She gave her all in every operation, as if she was immersed in her work and temporarily forgot her thoughts about Mu Nanhe.
But once she has some free time, Mu Nanhe's figure will involuntarily appear in her mind. She will remember every moment they spent together, his warm smile, his strong hug, and those sweet nights.
Liang Huantao and Wei Wan often came to see her. They knew the pain in Yang Qingyan's heart very well, so every time they came, they would bring some snacks or homemade meals, chat with her and distract her.
They comforted her that this was the nature of the military's work, and that once a mission came, they often had no choice but to do it, so she shouldn't worry, because Mu Nanhe was so outstanding and would definitely return safely.
Yang Qingyan listened to their words of comfort, feeling grateful in her heart and forcing a smile on her face, but once they left, the longing and worry would surge back like a tide and drown her.
That day, she was preparing to go to the military hospital to work as usual. Before she opened the door, there was a rapid knock on the door. The knock was urgent and heavy, as if it carried some kind of ominous omen, and it seemed particularly abrupt in the quiet room. Yang Qingyan's heart tightened, and she hurried to open the door.
When I opened the door, it was Chen Feng standing outside. He looked extremely flustered, his face was pale, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead. His usual calmness was completely gone.
Yang Qingyan's heart skipped a beat, and a strong sense of uneasiness surged in her heart. She hurriedly asked, "What happened?"
Chen Feng's lips trembled slightly, and his voice was a little anxious and flustered as he said, "Sister-in-law, get in the car quickly. I'll talk to you when you get in."
Yang Qingyan didn't have time to ask any more questions, and hurriedly followed Chen Feng into the car. Chen Feng immediately started the car, and the car rushed out like an arrow from a bow. Yang Qingyan's heart beat violently in her chest, as if it was about to burst out of her chest. She looked at Chen Feng anxiously, waiting for him to speak.
Chen Feng held the steering wheel tightly while looking sideways at Yang Qingyan, his eyes full of pity and pain. He spoke with difficulty, "Sister-in-law, I want to tell you something. You must hold on."
Hearing this, Yang Qingyan was so flustered that she unconsciously grasped the corner of her clothes tightly with both hands, and her nails were almost embedded in her flesh. However, she still resisted the fear that was about to burst out, and asked in a trembling voice: "What's wrong with Mu Nanhe?"
Chen Feng took a deep breath, as if he mustered up great courage, and said in a hoarse voice: "He was seriously injured and sent to Beijing General Hospital. My father told me to take you there to see him for the last time." These words were like a bolt from the blue, hitting Yang Qingyan instantly. She only felt a buzzing in her head and her eyes went black, as if the whole world collapsed at this moment.
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