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Chapter 401: We Got Our Marriage Certificate

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"By the way, I've been wanting to ask, how are you and Wang Ping?" After he caught up with Wang Ping, she had returned to Beijing, and he hadn't had the chance to ask.

Moreover, Chen Xun was busy with missions, and when he was on a mission, he had no way to contact her or write letters.

She had never known what their final situation was.

And the fact that Wang Ping didn't come this time was something she found quite surprising.

"We..." Qin Hao was uncharacteristically bashful.

An Yinan raised an eyebrow; this didn't look like nothing was going on!

"We got our marriage certificate!" Qin Hao turned his head to look at An Yinan, but he didn't see any surprise on his sister-in-law's face.

"Oh!" An Yinan shrugged her shoulders.

So they got their marriage certificate!

What was there to show off?

Who hasn't gotten a marriage certificate!

"Wang Ping is pregnant." Qin Hao finally saw other emotions on his sister-in-law's face.

An Yinan turned to look at him, "You're quite fast."

She and Chen Xun had been married for over three years, but they had always used contraception.

They lived apart, and Chen Xun was afraid that it would be hard for her to raise a child alone; besides, he knew her ideals and dreams, and now was not the time for children.

And An Yinan wanted to strive for a few more years; she would consider having a baby once she had stabilized.

"We are at the right age, and we both want to have a home." Thinking of Wang Ping, Qin Hao's face was full of smiles.

"If it weren't for her sudden morning sickness, and then finding out she was pregnant, she definitely would have come for this mission."

An Yinan also remembered her; the first time they met was during that snow disaster rescue, when she helped her carry things, and later she became her assistant.

"Treat her well." An Yinan said nothing else.

They were both adults, and everything before was their own choice.

There wasn't much she could say.

"Sister-in-law, actually we both have always wanted to thank you. If it weren't for you, we might have missed each other." Qin Hao was sincerely grateful. Back when he hadn't realized his feelings, his sister-in-law had enlightened him, and he hadn't lost the person he cherished.

"Just live your lives well; that is the greatest thanks to me." An Yinan waved her hand and then returned to the tent.

The few girls hadn't returned yet; she didn't know what they had gone to do during this half-day of rest.

An Yinan coiled her hair up so she wouldn't have to comb it every day.

She didn't know when she would be able to take a bath next.

She lay down on the straw mat in her clothes, resting early to build up her energy; there were patients waiting for her tomorrow!

An Yinan didn't know when the girls returned; she had already fallen into a deep sleep.

This was a self-protection mechanism.

Whenever she was too tired or too focused, she would automatically enter this state.

When the girls returned, they also took care to keep their movements light.

The half-day of rest she hadn't dared to even imagine had passed by in a flash.

The bugle of the next day would not wait for anyone.

War would not wait for you to be ready either.

"Assemble!"

Carrying her large backpack, An Yinan rushed out immediately.

She first distributed the medicinal powders clearly; now each of them had a bag containing the items needed for first aid.

Ever since the incident yesterday, they wouldn't leave their things lying around casually anymore, taking them wherever they went.

In this special environment, medicine was truly too precious.

"Zhang Hong, distribute them; everyone check your gear." An Yinan gave an order.

Furthermore, in her first-aid team, she didn't care if they were trained in medicine or not; even those who had previously been assigned to carry the Stretcher now knew the basic medicinal powders and understood that they should jump in immediately when things got urgent.

Not a single person was idle.

"Everyone is packed and ready." Zhang Hong came forward to say.

Besides An Yinan, the second person in charge of this team was Zhang Hong.

Although she was only a nurse before, this team had many people, but most were volunteers or soldiers who had been seconded.

Their medical level wasn't even as good as Zhang Hong's!

"Return to your posts, move out." An Yinan looked at everyone, hoping that every day when they returned, she would see these familiar faces.

"Thank you for your hard work." Having arrived at the Frontline, it was still the rescue team led by the person in charge.

Without special circumstances, these people were stationed in the City, waiting for the wounded to be sent for treatment.

They had held on here for a day and a night, only then realizing how hard the Special Medical Group worked.

They worked hard in the City, but they only needed to treat patients, and their own safety was well-guaranteed.

But these Frontline doctors, while treating and saving lives, also had to keep their eyes and ears open, constantly paying attention to the movements around them.

"It is you who have worked hard!" The General Person-in-Charge looked at Qin Hao and patted his arm.

"I am leading my team back; I leave this place to you. If you have any requests, just write a note."

Through this shift change, the General Person-in-Charge became much more tolerant toward the Special Medical Group.

The medical staff who previously had some complaints, after experiencing this half-day and night, had no other emotions in their hearts besides admiration.

Everything the Special Medical Group had obtained was what they deserved!

It was something they had fought for with their own lives.

"Yes!" Qin Hao gave a military salute.

And the General Person-in-Charge returned a military salute.

Although they were doctors, they were also soldiers, and they were Huaxia soldiers.

The General Person-in-Charge bringing people to stay behind, how could it not be intentional?

He was a battlefield doctor, how could he not know how cruel it was?

Under such high-pressure circumstances, time passed quickly, and batches of soldiers were transferred to the Southern Front.

Two months later...

Qin Hao went to the City for a meeting.

"The Special Medical Group needs to undergo rotation," the General Person-in-Charge said.

If that string is pulled tight every day, one day it will snap.

Qin Hao frowned, "But it is very difficult for ordinary people to adapt to the rhythm of the Frontline!"

How could he not want to rotate them?

Who could know better than him how tired these people were?

But the rhythm of the Frontline was too fast; a tiny bit of hesitation or a mistake would cost a life.

"I know, but Qin Hao, not everyone in that group on the Frontline is a military doctor!"

There were medical personnel transferred from hospitals, and also many volunteers.

Soldiers have had special training in willpower, but what about ordinary people?

As the General Person-in-Charge, he had to consider the psychological state of those people.

Qin Hao fell silent; if they were transferred away, the number of people would be high.

"Have the replacement medical personnel arrived?" Qin Hao asked.

The General Person-in-Charge looked at Qin Hao, "Others can be replaced, but I am afraid no one can replace Comrade An."

This was also the part that troubled him; applications from Beijing University had been arriving one after another.

He could barely suppress them anymore.

They had specifically named that An Yinan must be safe and sound.

When Comrade An first arrived, he had arranged for her to be in a group in the City.

But her role on the Frontline was too great; let alone letting her return to Beijing now, even withdrawing her from the Frontline was a problem.

The key was that no one could replace her.

Moreover, she had started a new model; in her team, even those who had never been exposed to medicine before were all emergency doctors.

This had never happened before.

As long as the person sent over was pierced with Silver Needles, no matter how severely injured they were.

Every group in the City had the confidence to treat them well.

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