So, that surgery was essentially done in vain.
At that time, Cheng Nanfang had already become a division commander, and the news caused him great pain.
Latter, experts in the army suggested that medical standards abroad were still superior to those at home, perhaps she should give it a try overseas.
Thus, Cheng Yu took off her military uniform.
She wanted to live, she needed to remove the time bomb buried in her head, and she wanted to find that dashing Captain Qin!
During the days of arranging her departure abroad, she wanted to see Qin Jian one last time.
However, to her dismay, she heard that someone had already introduced a match to him.
If all went well, it wouldn’t be long before they would get married.
That was the man she had been pining for all this time! That was the hero who had saved her life!
She was leaving for surgery abroad, and at the very least, it would take half a year.
During that time, how could she ensure that no one would introduce another match to him?
And how could she ensure that he would wait for her?
After several restless nights, Cheng Yu finally came up with a plan.
Getting her hands on some drugs was easy for a doctor; she then resorted to some tricks and schemes. Without harming those girls, she made them suffer a bit.
And seized the opportunity to spread a rumor!
Surely this rumor could hold them off for half a year, right?
But unexpectedly, her departure turned into eight years.
The bullet had several surgeries abroad but still could not be removed, and the doctors advised her not to proceed further, to wait until medical technology had advanced enough to safely extract the bullet with more precise instruments.
As long as the bullet didn’t move significantly, there would be no life-threatening danger.
Yes, she had returned.
But when she went to look for him, she found that he already had that "her" by his side.
The rumors were still there; she had heard them in the Northern Military Region when she returned to the country last year, the whispers about Qin Jian’s curse.
Yet that "her" did not care, nor was she afraid.
Maybe that was precisely why Qin Jian had ended up with her?
Tears moistened Cheng Yu’s eyes as she was engulfed in memories. When she opened her eyes, her vision was blurred.
Qin Jian was living life beside her!
He had no recollection of her whatsoever!
If there had been even a slight memory, she would have plunged towards him like a moth to a flame. But...
She was like a fish trapped in the shallows, unable to move forward or backward.
Now, the bullet was starting to press on her optic nerve, causing her vision to blur and even blackout at times; she didn’t know how much longer she could hold on.
Cheng Yu fell into a brief slumber, and upon waking, a delicious scent of rice porridge captured her attention.
Turning over to sit up, Cheng Yue had just come in with a bowl of thickly fragrant white rice porridge: "Sis, you’re awake? Feeling any better?"
"Much better." Cheng Yu carefully got out of bed, glanced at the darkening sky outside, and murmured, "Tomorrow is coming fast."
"What are you talking about?" Cheng Yue asked confusedly.
"It’s nothing." He would be returning to his unit tomorrow.
Cheng Yu steadied her emotions and sat down, taking the spoon from Cheng Yue and taking a sip of the porridge, praising it, "This tastes really good! Our Yuyu can actually make porridge."
Cheng Yue chuckled: "You’re wrong. I can’t make porridge! I asked Teacher Yan next door to make this porridge for you. You know what? Teacher Yan’s hands are for operating only, he hardly ever cooks. When he heard I was making porridge for you, he started without a second word. Sis, don’t you think Teacher Yan is really nice?"
Cheng Yu knew exactly what was going on in Cheng Yue’s head.
"In the future, don’t bother Teacher Yan anymore," Cheng Yu said as she sipped the porridge.
"Why? And today, why didn’t you give Teacher Yan a chance to bring you up here?" Cheng Yue complained, bewildered by Cheng Yu’s lack of sentiment.
"Because I can’t reciprocate his feelings," Cheng Yu said earnestly.