"Zhiyuan's here, please have a seat." Commander Qin gestured for him to sit down.
Ning Zhiyuan had undergone countless medical examinations. Each time a problem was found in the examination report, it was Mr. Jiang who personally communicated with him. There was never a need for so many people to be present.
In addition to General Jiang and Commander Qin, Wu Xiufen's husband, Political Commissar Feng, and the Women's Federation Director, Wen Nuan, were also present at the scene.
He took a deep breath before finding an empty seat and quietly awaiting his "death sentence."
The way people looked at him was more or less sympathetic and pitying.
After a long pause, Old Jiang suddenly handed a medical examination report to Ning Zhiyuan and said in a heavy tone, "Zhiyuan, I regret to inform you that the examination results are the same as last time."
"Your heart is deteriorating, and you have at most a year to live."
This was the second time Ning Zhiyuan had heard this sentence. If he could still feel a little bit of hope after hearing it the first time, wondering if someone had tampered with the result, then after hearing it the second time, he was left with nothing but despair.
The die was cast, and he had no power to resist.
If there were still a possibility of treatment, Mr. Jiang would never have made such an irresponsible statement as saying that he only had a maximum of one year to live.
The only woman present, Wen Nuan, broke the silence among them and comforted them, saying, "Zhiyuan, we are all very saddened by this outcome."
"But you can't let this make you despondent or negative. A positive attitude is the best way to fight the disease."
She had met Ning Zhiyuan and Sang Feiyu. Whenever Sang Feiyu was around, Ning Zhiyuan's eyes were practically glued to her. Even as an outsider, she could sense how much Ning Zhiyuan adored that girl, Sang Feiyu.
The two looked like a perfect match, but fate played a cruel joke on them, and they were destined to be apart.
Seeing Ning Zhiyuan's dazed expression, Commander Qin hesitated to speak, but he had no choice but to announce the results of Ning Zhiyuan and Sang Feiyu's premarital medical examination: "After careful discussion, we have made a solemn decision regarding the results of the premarital medical examination, which is that we do not recommend that you marry Comrade Sang."
The words, "I don't recommend you marry Comrade Sang," kept echoing in Ning Zhiyuan's ears.
Each echo felt like a sharp silver needle piercing his heart, sending a piercing pain through him.
Ning Zhiyuan remained silent for a long time, and no one else interrupted his thoughts. With their wedding approaching, such a change of events would require anyone to take some time to process.
Ning Zhiyuan pursed his lips tightly, his eyes vacant and unfocused. He finally managed to find his voice and said in a low voice, "I understand. I will explain things to Comrade Sang."
Seeing that he looked like he was on the verge of collapse, Wen Nuan couldn't help but ask, "Do you need me to help you communicate with Comrade Sang?"
Ning Zhiyuan shook his head, "No need."
Although it was difficult for him to talk to Sang Feiyu about this, he still wanted to tell her in person.
Commander Qin gave a signal, and Wen Nuan and Old Jiang went out first.
Before leaving, Old Jiang made a point of walking over and giving Ning Zhiyuan a heavy pat on the shoulder, his words conveying everything without being spoken.
Ning Zhiyuan knew what Commander Qin and Political Commissar Feng were going to say to him next, so he could only put the premarital checkup out of his mind and regain his composure.
Division Commander Qin and Political Commissar Feng exchanged a glance, and finally Division Commander Qin said, "Zhiyuan, there is one more thing we would like to discuss with you."
Ning Zhiyuan replied, "Commander, please speak."
Commander Qin paused for a moment before saying, "Your current physical condition is probably not suitable for high-intensity training."
"So we suggest you take a break for a while and not participate in the military region's skills competition next month."
In addition to assessing everyone's training level over the past two years, the military region's skills competition is also one of the main ways for them to get promoted.
Even if Ning Zhiyuan wins the competition, given his current physical condition, the organization is unlikely to give him one of the few opportunities for promotion.
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