Although Hua Zhenrong wasn’t very interested in joining the army, since he was here, and with Sheng Zexi’s encouragent together.
Therefore, he trained diligently and seriously, coupled with having Uncle Hua’s genes.
So, Hua Zhenrong’s performance was also outstanding.
It can be said, he lived up to his na "Zhenrong."
Initially, Hua Zhenrong wasn’t very interested in being a soldier, but gradually, he ca to love it.
Later, the two went on missions together, fighting enemies side by side.
It can be said they were the perfect partners, comrades who could entrust their backs to each other without hesitation.
They were known as the "Twin Heroes" in the military region.
"But later, that man deliberately transferred out of the Northwest Military Region..." Sheng Zexi gritted his teeth, a hint of hatred flickering in his eyes.
That man was naturally Sheng Xinhao.
Because Uncle Hua helped Sheng Zexi, Sheng Xinhao took out his anger.
But Uncle Hua’s status wasn’t lower than Sheng Xinhao’s, so he couldn’t take it out on Uncle Hua or even Hua Zhenrong.
He could only pick the softest target.
Thus, he transferred Sheng Zexi to another military region.
Military orders are as solid as mountains.
No matter how unwilling Sheng Zexi was, no matter how much he struggled, he could only obey.
Thus, a well-matched pair of combat partners was torn apart just like that.
"...And when I fought hard to transfer back to the Northwest Military Region a year later, I couldn’t find Zhenrong’s figure."
It wasn’t until he went to the Beijing Hua Family and saw the tied-up, mad Hua Zhenrong that he realized what happened.
As it turned out, just six months prior, on a mission, Hua Zhenrong’s team was nearly annihilated due to enemy leaks.
In the end, only one comrade returned carrying the severely injured Hua Zhenrong.
Hua Zhenrong was later saved, physically unhard, but ntally unstable.
He had beco a neurotic lunatic.
No one knew what Sheng Zexi felt when he couldn’t find Hua Zhenrong in the Northwest Military Region and rushed to the Beijing Hua Family to see him tied up and uncontrollably.
Sheng Zexi was filled with self-bla.
"At that ti, I thought, if it weren’t for insisting on joining the army, Zhenrong wouldn’t have pleaded with Uncle Hua, then he wouldn’t have joined the army, and maybe none of this would’ve happened..."
Gu Jia Ning saw the sorrow and guilt in Sheng Zexi’s eyes, her heart ached, she stood up, and held Sheng Zexi in her arms, "No, don’t think like this, I believe, if Mr. Hua were awake, he wouldn’t want you to think this way."
Sheng Zexi held Gu Jia Ning, burying his face in her embrace, not allowing her to see his reddened eyes, not allowing her to see his vulnerability.
Actually, not only did he bla himself, but Uncle Hua also blad himself, his hair turned much whiter, and he aged ten years overnight.
Uncle Hua said, since Zhenrong wasn’t interested initially, he shouldn’t have forced him.
Is inheriting his aspirations and legacy really more important than a son?
Of course not!
But what’s done is done and cannot be changed.
"Ningning, Zhenrong’s condition is getting worse, I heard he frequently suffers from splitting headaches, wanting to bash his head against the wall, I’m really afraid..."
He’s very afraid, that the next ti he returns, he would hear even more dreadful news.
"I know, I know, don’t worry, I’ll help you cure Mr. Hua’s illness, he will get better." Gu Jia Ning held him, constantly comforting.
Gu Jia Ning always felt the na Hua Zhenrong was sowhat familiar.
Now, she finally rembered.
In her previous life, after her death, her soul drifted beside Sheng Zexi, observing his life scattered with monts.
In this rebirth, Gu Jia Ning felt those mories suddenly beca clear at this mont.
She rembered, in the previous life, every year, Sheng Zexi would pay homage to a special comrade.
That was his comrade, also his best friend, brother.
But he died young, and it was suicide.
Zhenrong...
Yes, when Sheng Zexi was paying his respects, it was Zhenrong’s na he called out at the tombstone.
She clearly rembered the sorrow on Sheng Zexi’s face then.
So, Hua Zhenrong died young in the previous life?!
He died because of this PTSD, right.
When did he die?
Gu Jia Ning frowned, rembering the birth and death date on Hua Zhenrong’s tombstone.
The next second, Gu Jia Ning’s eyes widened slightly, she rembered.
July 23, 75!
Yes, that was the date.
And that’s this year.
And now, it’s March.
Which ans less than five months until Hua Zhenrong’s suicide.
We must save him!
Hua Zhenrong is Sheng Zexi’s friend, brother, and in Brother Xi’s previous life a lingering regret, we must save Hua Zhenrong!
Of course, even if Hua Zhenrong wasn’t Sheng Zexi’s brother or friend, just for the fact he acquired PTSD on missions, defending his country, she must save him, there’s no shirking it.
A month later, going to Beijing to visit her grandmother’s grave, and then treat Hua Zhenrong, should still be in ti.
When Sheng Zexi heard Gu Jia Ning say she’d treat Hua Zhenrong, he felt as though his heart was filled with sothing, warm and sweet.
"Ningning, thank you, how lucky I am to have married you."
"But don’t stress yourself too much."
"Don’t worry, I know my limits."
Since she promised Sheng Zexi to heal Hua Zhenrong, Gu Jia Ning took it seriously.
In the ti that followed, aside from working regularly in the traditional dicine departnt, she spent her ti studying PTSD treatnt courses in her space.
Admittedly, this course, involving psychology, was quite novel and challenging for Gu Jia Ning, and with nurous courses, she spent quite a bit of ti learning.
Furthermore, this course not only targets humans but also animals.
Gu Jia Ning began by learning about animals, and upon completion, she first treated Amber.
Ti passed as Gu Jia Ning continued working and studying.
Previously, Elder Chen, who seldom visited the traditional dicine departnt, would co by from ti to ti.
First, as long as he saw no patients in Gu Jia Ning’s office, he would discuss dicine or complex diseases with her.
Gu Jia Ning was welcoming rather than opposed to Elder Chen’s visits.
Each discussion with Elder Chen taught her a lot.
To Gu Jia Ning, Elder Chen was like a teacher, and in fact, during discussions, Elder Chen’s earnest guidance was no different from a teacher’s.
Though Gu Jia Ning had cramd many dical books into her head, she never considered herself a divine healer.
She knew that rembering and applying are two different things.
Moreover, treating and saving people often cannot rely solely on knowledge from books.
Experience is also imnsely important.
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