Chapter 1175: Another Tragic and Inspiring Love Song
Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks
Ning Shu just couldnât understand. What obligation did she have to treat Zhu Yanqiu? Fang Feifei was always standing on the side of righteousness, at the peak of morality, while asking her to treat Zhu Yanqiuâs hand.
Fang Feifei made it seem like sheâd be a sinner to the nation, to the country, if she didnât treat Zhu Yanqiuâs hand. Fang Feifei always made things sound like it was for righteousness and for the greater good, but it was basically blackmailing someone with ethics.
She refused to treat Zhu Yanqiuâs hand. Could it be that she should cure him in order to wait to be abandoned?
Ning Shu said lightly, âZhu Yanqiuâs hand is perfectly fine, he just has gun anxiety. Itâs not an issue with his hand so I canât treat it. Iâm just a military doctor, not a godly doctor. Itâs not like I can solve any problem.â
Fang Feifei sighed and looked at Ning Shu as she said, âI know that you donât like this, but at this kind of time, you should set these issues of love and hate aside. Worked hard to survive and stop the invaders, then perhaps, perhaps Zhu Yanqiu will return to your side.â
Ning Shu: â (° Ⳡ°)
Ning Shu expressed that she had suffered a fright. Zhu Yanqiu would return to her side? Ha. Ha. Ha.
Maybe these two might break up. Theyâd break up because of external circumstances and Zhu Yanqiu would return to Zhu Suniangâs side like a prodigal son. However, heâd still love Fang Feifei in his heart. Zhu Suniang would still fricking be pitiful, forced to stay true to a body without heart.
After the baptism of gunfire, the love between Zhu Yanqiu and Fang Feifei would become even more pure. Theyâd love each other in their hearts. Perhaps once they were old and white-haired, theyâd meet again. Theyâd simply stand face to face and gaze into each otherâs eyes. It would be another tragic and inspiring love song of the era.
Even if they didnât end up together, it didnât mean that there was no love between them.
âSo, Doctor Zhu, Iâm requesting that you cure Zhu Yanqiuâs hand. He should be heading to the battlefield to kill the enemy instead of working in logistics,â said Fang Feifei in a sincere tone.
Ning Shu scoffed. âDidnât you intellectuals accept the new school of thought? They say that all life is equal and free. Regardless of whether theyâre soldiers or logisticians, theyâre all contributing to the resistance against aggression. Thereâs no distinction between status, itâs simply a different division of labor. Isnât that the idea you guys advocate? Zhu Yanqiu simply has gun anxiety. Staying in the logistics division is the safest and he can still contribute to the entire army. Could it be that, Miss Fang, you looked down on the logistics staff?â
After all she said about equality, freedom, and universal fraternity, wasnât she still dividing people into different tiers of status in her heart? She used this kind of flag to achieve her goals: certain things should be done openly such as freedom in love and opposition to arranged marriage. She gave it the glorified name of emancipating the mind, emancipating humanity. If you didnât agree or objected, then you were old-fashioned, inflexible, and an antique of the feudal era.
Being able to actually frame abandoning oneâs wife and child as pursuing happiness was truly quite extraordinary.
Fang Feifei was stunned by Ning Shuâs words. She pressed her lips together, then said, âIâm not looking down on the logistics staff. Zhu Yanqiu is a college student, his talent shouldnât be wasted. Heâs having to work around the boiler all day. This isnât a question of whether Iâm looking down on positions or not.â
Ning Shu looked at Fang Feifei with a confused expression. âWhat talent? On the battlefield, everyone just kills enemies with guns. What use is his belly full of Western ideas? So what if he has talent? Could it be that heâs going to recite love poems to the enemy?â
Zhu Yanqiu wasnât even a graduate of the military academy. Seriously speaking, he was just a weak, flimsy student, yet she was still talking about talent!?
Fang Feifeiâs face darkened, then she said helplessly, âYou simply resent Zhu Yanqiu and me, but this is related to Zhu Yanqiuâs future. So Iâm beseeching you, please, can you treat Zhu Yanqiu?â
Ning Shu: â_â
âI told you, I donât know how to treat him, and I donât even know whatâs wrong with him.â Ning Shu stood up and patted the dust off her butt.
âIâm really tired, so Iâm going to sleep. In the future, stop trying to talk to me about every little thing, Iâm really busy. Time is life, you understand? I donât want to deal with whateverâs between you and Zhu Yanqiu. Zhu Yanqiu didnât want to be with me. Could it be that I want to be with Zhu Yanqiu? Heâs nothing but a man whoâs abandoned his wife and child.â
âAnd Miss Fang, after stealing someone elseâs husband, itâs best to have a bit of shame. You have no right to ask me to do anything, let hover around in front of me.â Ning Shu scoffed, then turned and headed into the tent to rest.
What equality? She was always asking things of her while standing on high moral ground. Putting it more nastily, they were pretty much a team of a male bandit and a female prostitute.