Chapter 1175: Another Tragic and Inspiring Love Song
Ning Shu just couldn’t 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 Yanqiu’s hand.
Fang Feifei made it seem like she’d be a sinner to the nation, to the country, if she didn’t treat Zhu Yanqiu’s 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 Yanqiu’s hand. Could it be that she should cure him in order to wait to be abandoned?
Ning Shu said lightly, “Zhu Yanqiu’s hand is perfectly fine, he just has gun anxiety. It’s not an issue with his hand so I can’t treat it. I’m just a military doctor, not a godly doctor. It’s not like I can solve any problem.”
Fang Feifei sighed and looked at Ning Shu as she said, “I know that you don’t 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.”
Ning Shu: ∑ (° △ °)
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. They’d break up because of external circumstances and Zhu Yanqiu would return to Zhu Suniang’s side like a prodigal son. However, he’d 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. They’d love each other in their hearts. Perhaps once they were old and white-haired, they’d meet again. They’d simply stand face to face and gaze into each other’s eyes. It would be another tragic and inspiring love song of the era.
Even if they didn’t end up together, it didn’t mean that there was no love between them.
“So, Doctor Zhu, I’m requesting that you cure Zhu Yanqiu’s hand. He should be heading to the battlefield to kill the enemy instead of working in logistics,” said Fang Feifei in a sincere tone.
Ning Shu scoffed. “Didn’t you intellectuals accept the new school of thought? They say that all life is equal and free. Regardless of whether they’re soldiers or logisticians, they’re all contributing to the resistance against aggression. There’s no distinction between status, it’s simply a different division of labor. Isn’t 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?”
After all she said about equality, freedom, and universal fraternity, wasn’t 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 didn’t agree or objected, then you were old-fashioned, inflexible, and an antique of the feudal era.
Being able to actually frame abandoning one’s wife and child as pursuing happiness was truly quite extraordinary.
Fang Feifei was stunned by Ning Shu’s words. She pressed her lips together, then said, “I’m not looking down on the logistics staff. Zhu Yanqiu is a college student, his talent shouldn’t be wasted. He’s having to work around the boiler all day. This isn’t a question of whether I’m looking down on positions or not.”
Ning Shu looked at Fang Feifei with a confused expression. “What 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 he’s going to recite love poems to the enemy?”
Zhu Yanqiu wasn’t even a graduate of the military academy. Seriously speaking, he was just a weak, flimsy student, yet she was still talking about talent!?
Fang Feifei’s face darkened, then she said helplessly, “You simply resent Zhu Yanqiu and me, but this is related to Zhu Yanqiu’s future. So I’m beseeching you, please, can you treat Zhu Yanqiu?”
Ning Shu: →_→
“I told you, I don’t know how to treat him, and I don’t even know what’s wrong with him.” Ning Shu stood up and patted the dust off her butt.
“I’m really tired, so I’m going to sleep. In the future, stop trying to talk to me about every little thing, I’m really busy. Time is life, you understand? I don’t want to deal with whatever’s between you and Zhu Yanqiu. Zhu Yanqiu didn’t want to be with me. Could it be that I want to be with Zhu Yanqiu? He’s nothing but a man who’s abandoned his wife and child.”
“And Miss Fang, after stealing someone else’s husband, it’s best to have a bit of shame. You have no right to ask me to do anything, let hover around in front of me.” 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.