Chapter 2400 The Time

of Troubles Has Arrived Qin Jianing, who took over the surgical forceps, did not notice my arrival and was still concentrating on the operation.

After not seeing her for a long time, I found that Qin Jianing seemed to have changed.

She used to wear an extremely elegant Tang suit all year round, and she always maintained her elegance.

But now, she has become more focused, and there is only determination in her eyes.

At this moment, she is focused, and her hands holding the scalpel are very steady. Even if I am standing next to her, she did not notice it. It

was not until an hour later that she heaved a sigh of relief after she sutured the wound of the victim.

And I had already taken the tissue and gently wiped the sweat on her forehead.

Qin Jianing didn't feel anything strange. After all, these things were done by her junior sister before, and she also regarded me as her junior sister at this moment.

She let out a long breath, raised her head and cooperated with me to wipe the sweat, and then said: "Let's go to the next tent, there are wounded waiting for me there."

After that, she turned around and walked out.

But when she turned around and saw me standing behind her, she was stunned immediately, and her eyes full of determination and stability also trembled at that moment.

"You... why are you here?" She opened her mouth and said calmly, and the joy in her eyes was fleeting, but I still caught it.

"Let me see you!" I smiled, "Are there enough people? If so, let the surgery be done by the people below, let's go out for a walk!"

Hearing this, Qin Jianing hesitated for a moment, and a disciple of Yishan beside him pushed Qin Jianing: "Senior sister, many of us are idle here, you go quickly, why, you still don't trust us?"

Qin Jianing smiled, then looked at me, took off her mask and gloves, nodded and said: "Okay."

The colorful sunlight shone through the dense branches and leaves, reflecting the dense old forest with spots, and in the old forest, Qin Jianing and I were walking side by side.

Neither of us spoke first, just like two familiar strangers, obviously familiar with each other, but there was an inexplicable sense of distance.

"Chujiu...how is he?" Finally, it was Qin Jianing who broke the silence and asked, "I heard it from Nana, and Nana heard it from Mr. Wu. But don't worry, no one will leak this."

I smiled indifferently and said, "We have found a way to wake up Chujiu, but it will take some time!"

"That's good!" She breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "After that incident, I blamed myself for a long time, and was sad for a long time. I even wondered in countless nights why I was the one who survived, not Chujiu?"

At this point, she smiled bitterly, "But I know that the dead are gone, and the living must continue to live. From then on, I put all my thoughts into medicine, hoping to treat more people in need, and... save more children who are about to be miscarried!"

At this point, her eyes suddenly turned red. Seeing this, I sighed, then raised my hand and gently patted her back.

And she couldn't hold it anymore, and threw herself into my arms, sobbing softly.

"I failed to protect our child. I deserve to die!"

The hot tears blurred her eyes, flowed down her cheeks, and soaked the clothes on my chest.

I hugged her gently, and then whispered: "You shouldn't have hidden it from me."

She shook her head: "I never thought of pestering you. I just thought that I could give birth to the child and raise her to adulthood, and if I could leave you a child, I would have no regrets. It's a pity..."

"We can have another child in the future!" I whispered in her ear.

Hearing this, Qin Jianing was slightly startled, raised her head and looked at me, then shook her head.

"I have applied to join the Wu Shushan reserve force and serve as the leader of the front-line medical team. If... I can survive this war, then we..."

She paused here and was about to continue speaking, but a disciple of Yishan suddenly ran to a nearby place in a hurry and shouted, "Senior Sister, there is a wounded soldier with pollen in his body and needs to do flesh and qi separation!"

"I'll be there right away!"

Qin Jianing took a deep breath, then looked at me and said, "We are all busy, so let's not waste each other's time. If we can still survive after the war, let's... meet again!"

After that, she raised her hand, stroked my face reluctantly, looked at me deeply, turned around abruptly, and left resolutely.

I stood there, watching her receding figure, and it took me a long time to look away.

The troubled times have come, and everyone has their own responsibilities to shoulder, me and Qin Jianing too!

In this chaotic world, we don't have time to talk about these children's affairs. Being able to survive is already the best we can do.

In particular, although Qin Jianing's position is not the most dangerous, the risk is also extremely high. Once the front line is breached, then, whether it is Qin Jianing or all the disciples of Yishan, it will be difficult to escape!

Moreover, Qin Jianing has to treat the wounded every day, and she sees countless lives and deaths every day, which makes her heart become cold and numb.

Her personality is also slowly changing.

From a weak woman before, she has become a white angel with a determined face and a sharp mind!

"Take care!"

I said softly as I watched her disappear into the forest.

As soon as I finished speaking, my figure disappeared.

An hour later, I appeared at the gate of the Haoran Hall in Longhu Mountain.

Compared with the past, Longhu Mountain has become very quiet now, because most of the disciples of Longhu Mountain have been incorporated into the action group of the Wushu Mountain reserve, and the action group has been incorporated into several special operations groups. Zhang Wanli of Longhu Mountain alone led a pair of special operations teams.

The remaining disciples and elders went to the martial arts halls in various places to teach civilians how to practice.

"Is it Qian Yu who is here? Come in!"

I just walked to the door of the main hall when I heard an old voice coming from inside the main hall.

This voice was exactly that of the old Taoist priest.

I pushed the door open without any hesitation, and immediately saw that the old Taoist priest was sitting in a wheelchair, reading a book in his hand.

Others thought that the old Taoist priest was reading Taoist classics, but I knew that the old Taoist priest was actually reading a comic book.

"You're back!" The old Taoist priest put down the comic book in his hand and looked at me with a smile: "Little boy, how are you these days?"