The local hospital.
Feng Yue lay in his hospital bed, listening to his comrade-in-arms Wang Shuangxi talking to him.
There was no one else in the ward at that moment.
"I didn't want to tell you this, but your injury is serious this time, and I can't help but talk to you about it."
So you won't keep worrying about it and it will affect your leg's recovery! And don't blame me for being nosy, if we didn't get along so well, I definitely wouldn't have meddled!
"Both the regimental commander and Dr. Zhao have spoken with me, and they, like you, believe that I've been carrying something on my mind these past few years..."
Feng Yue didn't elaborate further.
Do you have one?
Wang Shuangxi asked.
Feng Yue did not answer.
Why aren't you speaking?
Wang Shuangxi frowned.
"I... I have nothing to say."
Shaking his head, Feng Yue pursed his lips, clearly not wanting to say anything more.
Erchuan has already sacrificed his life. If he were to reveal his speculations from back then, his title of "martyr" would most likely be revoked.
On the other hand, if he continues to remain silent, who knows, something terrible might happen to the commander one day...
Feng Yue was conflicted and didn't know what to do.
The regimental commander he mentioned to Wang Shuangxi was none other than Chen Dongsheng.
That's right, Chen Dongsheng is now at the regimental commander level.
"During the mission in 1973, the regimental commander was the squad leader of our team. Given his abilities, he shouldn't have been seriously injured, or even on the verge of death."
You became preoccupied after that mission. Later, I reviewed the entire mission countless times, and I always felt that something was wrong...
Old Feng, you're talking about Erchuan, he…
"Why bring up Erchuan! He has already sacrificed himself, why are you mentioning him now?"
Feng Yue's emotions became extremely agitated in an instant.
Wang Shuangxi was stunned. After a long while, he said, "You're so emotional. Could it be that Erchuan really made a mistake in that mission?"
Because of his mistake, it led to…
To Wang Shuangxi's surprise, Feng Yue interrupted him again: "What do you want to say? What exactly do you want to say?"
Erchuan, like you and me, was a soldier from a rural area. You know he had a heavy family burden, and he has been gone for several years.
Are you bringing him up now to suggest there was something wrong with his sacrifice? Do you want his family to be gossiped about?
"..."
Wang Shuangxi opened his mouth, unsure how to respond.
"You can go now, I'm tired and want to rest!"
With his lips pressed tightly together, Feng Yue closed his eyes.
The ward was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, and the atmosphere was so oppressive it was suffocating.
Wang Shuangxi looked at Feng Yue for a while, knowing that the other party didn't want to talk to him anymore, especially about his deceased comrade-in-arms Lin Erchuan. He finally stood up and said:
"You should rest. I'll come see you again later."
The ward door was opened and quickly closed again. The familiar footsteps disappeared, and Feng Yue knew that Wang Shuangxi had left. He slowly opened his eyes, his emotions complex and hard to discern.
...
The college entrance examination was in December, and Song Lan was still in her postpartum confinement period, but she still went to the examination hall on time.
Qin Yanzheng drove him to and from the exam, and after he finished his last exam, he said, "Now you can finally relax and enjoy your postpartum period, right?"
"I'm in good health, there's no need for me to have a double postpartum period."
Song Lan said, "Ten days ago, Brother Dongsheng called me and said that one of his comrades was injured while on a mission."
I need to take a look. If I remember correctly, that injured comrade will be transferred from the local hospital to our main hospital tomorrow. I've just finished my postpartum confinement period..."
"You're still in your postpartum confinement period!"
Qin Yanzheng interrupted Song Lan, saying, "When you gave birth to your first and second children, you completed a two-month postpartum period. Why don't you complete a full two-month period now?"
“I’ve been sitting here for over a month, which I think is enough. Besides, I’ve already explained why: right now, there are patients who need me.”
Song Lan's tone was full of helplessness.
Qin Yanzheng pursed his lips and remained silent.
Are you angry?
Song Lan sat in the passenger seat, looking at the man's profile, and said, "I wouldn't joke around with my own body."
After all, our children are still young. If they lose their mother too early, they'll have to fend for themselves with a stepmother, and I can't bear that!
"You want me to remarry?"
Qin Yanzheng pulled the car over to the side of the road and stopped. He looked at Song Lan, his dark eyes half-closed, and asked a question almost through gritted teeth.
Song Lan instinctively responded, "How could that be?!"
"Who was it that just said the children were struggling to survive under their stepmother's care?"
Qin Yanzheng's tone was full of danger.
"How would I know!"
Song Lan pretended to be confused and said, "I gave birth to these children, I am their mother, and it is absolutely impossible for me to abandon them and let them lose their mother at such a young age."
"And you are my man, you've always been so good to me, I can't bear to be separated from you, and I will never let another woman become your other half!"
"Remember what you said!"
Qin Yanzheng cupped Song Lan's face in his hands, a smile gradually welling up in his dark eyes. He kissed her forehead, making a concession.
“You can go to work tomorrow, but your commute will need to be adjusted until your postpartum period is over.”
"This isn't something we can decide."
Why should she demand special treatment from the hospital when she can adjust her get off work hours?
"You don't need to worry about it, I'll take care of your commute."
Qin Yanzheng spoke with certainty, and upon hearing this, Song Lan ultimately said nothing.
...
The next day.
Song Lan had lunch at home, and then Qin Yaxin took her to the hospital for work on her bicycle.
This was Qin Yanzheng's request, and Song Lan only needed to work half a day, in the morning and afternoon.
Dean Su has approved it.
Needless to say, Qin Yanzheng obtained permission to work only half a day through connections from Dean Su. However, on the other hand,
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