The Female General Dominates All After Transmigration-Chapter 287 - 285: Scolded and Sent Off

When he first got injured, he even felt that life had lost its meaning. From then on, being a person with only one leg, he wouldn’t be able to do anything, living each day just to be a burden...

Although later the company commander helped secure a chance for him to take exams, he still felt he didn’t deserve someone as pretty and kind as the girl. That’s why he cruelly stopped responding to Tang Weiwei’s letters and refused to see her when she came to visit from the provincial city.

It wasn’t that he wasn’t in pain or didn’t feel sad; everything he did was for her sake.

He wanted her to find a perfect man; she deserved better, no, she deserved the best.

Finally, Yang Hua’s hand slowly fell.

His hand landed on Tang Weiwei’s shoulder; the touch of her bones beneath the thin clothing made his hand pause—once, when he first met her, her face was slightly round, her cheeks a bit chubby, complementing her large bright eyes, dazzlingly beautiful.

If she smiled, her eyes instantly turned into two crescent moons, filled with endless joy and happiness.

Now, she was so thin that her bones protruded, her shoulder poking his palm painfully, his heart hurt even more.

He mustered the courage, grasped her shoulder, and pushed her away from his embrace.

Because of the movement, his one leg couldn’t support him, so he hopped backward on one leg, leaning against the wall, creating a distance between them and letting go of her shoulder.

"Don’t come over." Yang Hua raised his hand, blocking Tang Weiwei who was trying to approach again.

"We are not suitable for each other, you should leave." After saying this, Yang Hua didn’t look at Tang Weiwei again, turned with support from the wall, and decisively jumped into the room.

Just as he was about to close the door behind him, he suddenly heard Xu Dong shout: "Yang Hua."

The habit of many years drove Yang Hua to reflexively reply: "Present!"

"Company commander is on the phone, come take the call quickly." Xu Dong ordered loudly, leaving no room for doubt.

Yang Hua barely hesitated, replied affirmatively, bent over the wall for support, while Tang Weiwei had already picked up the crutch from the floor and handed it to him.

"Go ahead." Eyes met, Tang Weiwei didn’t cry, her eyes were red, but her tone was calm.

Yang Hua was somewhat surprised, looked deeply at her, but said nothing, supporting himself with the crutch, he went off to the office to take the call, the sound of his crutch tapping echoed.

The call was from Ling Chengyan, she calculated the time, and today Yang Hua was returning to the team. She wanted to call him immediately to congratulate him on his recovery and discharge.

Of course, she also wanted to tell him that his custom-made prosthesis had been shipped, and should be ready for collection in about two months.

By then, it would be perfect for him to be able to rehabilitate somewhat initially, and he could walk to school himself to report.

As soon as the call connected, Ling Chengyan heard from Xu Dong that on the other end, a real-life tragic romantic scene was unfolding.

When Yang Hua reached the office, picked up the phone, and called out: "Company commander..."

Before he could say anything, Ling Chengyan’s voice came from the other end of the phone line: "Yang Hua, are you still a man?"

Yang Hua was dumbfounded.

He called again: "Company commander..."

Why was the company commander scolding him? He didn’t understand, stunned by the scolding.

"If you’re a man, don’t be so petty. Who do you think you are, a three-year-old kid, behaving like this with tantrums?"

"Company commander..." I didn’t.

"Tang Weiwei is a good girl. When you first got injured, you wrote letters to break up, I didn’t say anything because I didn’t know if she might despise you. But later, Tang Weiwei proved through her actions that she didn’t disdain your injury, she tolerated your impetuousness.

"She wrote you letters, traveled far to the provincial city to see you, what did you do? You didn’t dare read the letters, nor dared to meet her. Do you think acting like this made you really manly, really responsible? Let me tell you, that’s just being a bastard, an absolute bastard!

"You’re neither manly nor responsible!... You don’t agree, right? You don’t agree, why are you acting like a deserter? Your leg is broken, but your spine isn’t, neither are your hands—once you receive the prosthesis, you’ll be able to walk, act, even work like a normal person. What are you afraid of? If you’re a man, then repay that girl’s kindness through your actions, treat her well from now on, cherish her, protect her, love her for a lifetime, care for her for a lifetime, only then will I believe that you’re..."

Normally taciturn and reserved, Ling Chengyan was really angry, somehow able to speak endlessly, leaving no room for interruption.

Clack, there was a crisp sound, then the tapping sound from the other end of the phone came through.

Immediately, the receiver was picked up again, and Xu Dong’s voice came with a smile: "Company commander, you’re really something, that stubborn bull ran off, you didn’t see, even with a crutch he was in a bit of a rush, as if worried he’d be late by a step and the girl would leave."

This time, it was Ling Chengyan who hung up.

A clack sound, Xu Dong was stunned.

Hey, why did the company commander hang up on him, what did he do wrong?

Ling Chengyan cursing him hadn’t relieved her anger yet: What’s Xu Dong up to, not able to handle even this little thing?

In such situations, shouldn’t he have seized the chance to drag Yang Hua to get a marriage certificate? What’s the waiting for? Waiting for the girl to be truly hurt and leave? By then, would Yang Hua, with his spirits in a slump, still be able to prepare well for the exams?

If he missed this chance for exams, what would Yang Hua’s life be like afterward? Ling Chengyan wouldn’t dare gamble on that, she’d seen too many crushed into depression.

A lifetime of living brings the greatest advantage of seeing enough.

Whew... Ling Chengyan took a deep breath, finally calming down.

Then, she hesitated for a moment, dialed another set of numbers: "Hello, put me through to the External Liaison Office..."

...

In the blink of an eye, September passed, and October arrived.

On National Day, the base held a solemn flag-raising ceremony.

This ceremony was both to celebrate National Day and sounded the call for their expedition.

On this day, their first batch of warriors was set to go to the front lines, rotating positions for three months.

Ling Chengyan’s Special Service Team, as a mobile unit, hadn’t been deployed yet.

During the flag-raising ceremony, the flag bearers were soldiers about to go up.

These young soldiers solemnly carried the crimson flag to the bottom of the flagpole. As the national anthem played, the flag rose slowly, everyone sang together, the song was majestic and stirring, filling hearts with fervor.

Ling Chengyan stood before the team, her gaze silently following the crimson flag as it rose to the top of the pole, as though her ears were hearing the call for the boys going into battle.

Troops filed out, leaving the camp, the large square gradually emptied, those remaining silently watched their comrades deploy, every face solemn yet determined, having long lost the trepidation from arriving.

The remaining troops returned to training or studies, leaving the ground completely vacant.

Ling Chengyan prepared to lead the team to the outdoor shooting range but suddenly heard a sharp voice: "Why do some teams have equipment that the Huicheng Team doesn’t, even though both are Special Service Companies?"