Chapter 67

  Wang Jia said this because Li Nan just scolded his mother.

  Jin Feng secretly thought it was funny. He thought, "Unexpectedly, Wang Jia is quite humorous. An extreme person doesn't seem as cold-blooded as they are portrayed on TV."

  Li Nan initially didn't know what he meant, and it wasn't until after a moment's pause that he figured out the meaning of his words. He was so angry that his fists were clenched tightly, and he really wanted to kick him away. If this had happened in the past, he would have kicked him away long ago. But after being in the army for these few years, he had learned some patience.

  Everyone is a soldier, or has been one. This set of rules isn't used on our own people. You were once the best soldier in China's 1st Military Region "Blue Fox" Special Forces Battalion. Why did you choose this path, why did you become the best special forces soldier? Is it because you're a hot-blooded man? Oh no, I should say you used to be one, but now you're just a poor terrorist's pawn. Hmph, a pitiful insect, I really don't understand, where is your grand ambition? Are you really willing to become a devil that people despise? A killing machine for a fanatical separatist?

  "Stop it, stop speaking those grandiose words here? Are the things you're doing necessarily right? Then please ask Mr. God, what is good in this world? What is bad? What is just? And what is evil?" Wang Jia interrupted Jin Feng's speech with great impatience.

  "A person who abandons national interests, ethnic interests and people's interests is absolutely not a good person."

  "What about you for the country, for the nation, for the people? Are we not? We are also for our own nation. For a free life. The difference is that you are stronger than us and we are weaker."

  "Even a child knows that Xinjiang has always been an inseparable part of Chinese territory. What you are talking about is splitting the country and splitting the nation. An organization that burns, kills, fights, and loots, viewing ordinary people's lives as worthless, do you think it is just?" Jin Feng said patiently to him.

  "Looking at past and present, China and abroad, where is a hero who does not kill people?"

  "Haha, so by your logic, those heinous murderers in prison are heroes? Then what's the point of morality and ethics? What's the point of laws? People don't even need to think anymore. It's all like animals, no shame, no courtesy, no restraint, just do whatever you want. How chaotic would this world be? I really don't know, what's the use of having a brain, even elementary school students know this..."

  Jin Feng's words were not yet finished, when a nurse hastily pushed open the door and excitedly shouted: "He's awake, that one, your comrade is awake. He's awake."

  Li Nan and others, as soon as they heard the news, rushed out of the room in a flash. Jin Feng also wanted to stand up, but forgot that his foot was still in a cast. With this sudden movement, the cast cracked open. The nurse hurried over to support him, scolding: "Don't you know you're injured? Why are you moving around?" Jin Feng smiled awkwardly and said: "Hehe, I'm too excited." The nurse continued: "You're still recovering from your own injury, why get so worked up about someone else's recovery? If you go to him, he'll recover faster!"

  Jin Feng didn't look pleased when he heard this, and gave her a glance. Their eyes met, and the feeling was so familiar. But for a moment, he couldn't recall where he had seen it before. He didn't bother to think about it either, and said: "You wouldn't understand the bond between comrades like us."

  Then slowly got out of bed, greeted Zhang Qipeng, and hopped out. Zhang Qipeng was also very concerned about Yuan Shuai, but Wang Jia couldn't be left unattended, so they all ran out like flies, leaving him to watch over Wang Jia. The nurse saw him hopping on one foot and hurried over to support him. Your foot isn't healed yet, don't hop around randomly. Jin Feng's face turned red as he looked at the nurse supporting him. He glanced at Zhang Qipeng, who had a mischievous grin on his face.

  "I can walk on my own, no need to support me. This short distance I'll arrive in just a few steps, you go ahead and attend to your business."

  "That's not okay, you're my special patient, I have a responsibility to take good care of you." The nurse said stubbornly. After hearing her say this, Jin Feng remembered. At that time, Yu Rong's gaze at Yuan Shuai was like this too. And when she took care of Yuan Shuai, she also said the same thing. Thinking of this, Jin Feng started to carefully examine the nurse in front of him.

  Bright eyes and white teeth, skin as fair as snow. Although it can't compare to the gentle sunshine of Jade, but it has another exotic charm. However, he doesn't have the heart to appreciate it now, he wants to go see Yuan Shuai and scold him a few times. It seems like if he doesn't scold Yuan Shuai a few times, he would feel distant from him. Just as he walked out of the ward, still "three thousand feet" away from Yuan Shuai's ward, his scolding voice had already floated into Yuan Shuai's room.

  The doctor and nurse in the ward clearly heard, "Yuan Shuai, you son of a bitch, you're back, huh? You've been drinking and eating meat with Yan Wang's kid, living comfortably, right? Your brothers have all been worried about you. Damn it, I used so much effort to carry you back, if you were going to stay with Yan Wang's kid and not come back, I'd still say the same thing - I'll drag you back from Yan Wang's place even if I haven't gone there yet! What's the point? You think you can take a good position before me?"

  The doctors and nurses in the ward heard the curses from afar, all frowning. Doctors are always some book-smart people. They see many deaths every day, and they also get used to seeing life and death separations. They don't know the kind of camaraderie that comes from going through thick and thin together on the brink of death. They also don't know that their feelings for each other deepen with each curse.

  Yuan Shuai only opened his eyes, but his body was still very weak. However, he seemed to have heard Jin Feng's shouting and tried hard to squeeze out a smile. Unfortunately, this former king of special forces didn't even have the strength to laugh. Only the muscles at the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. Wang Yuan saw Yuan Shuai's reaction clearly in that instant. He felt both happy and heartbroken. Happy because Yuan Shuai had finally woken up. This comrade who had been asleep for over 70 hours, possibly never to wake up again, was awake once more. They could once again brag together, drink together, and fight side by side. Heartbroken because they didn't know if they would part ways forever in the next battle. Scenes of their past battles flashed through his mind like a movie. They could endure the enemy's bayonets piercing their bodies, and bullets whizzing past them. But it was hard to accept, and even more unbearable to imagine, that their comrades might fall beside them. Yet they had to face the reality that their comrades might fall at any moment.