Lu Jiang remained silent for a long time. The light from the kerosene lamp cast a flickering glow on his face.
"What's wrong? What exactly is the reason?" Feng Qingxue shifted Xibao sideways into the heated bed and nudged Lu Jiang's leg, only to have him grip it firmly. "Just speak! Maintaining silence like this is making me anxious."
Lu Jiang gritted his teeth, "If we were in the military hospital, I would fully support your decision to become a doctor, it means you don't have to go to war. But it's different here, Sister Xiuying and Sister Xinru are battlefield doctors. During every battle, they have to enter the battlefield alongside medics. They need to not only treat the wounded but sometimes also fight. Although, there's no fighting going on right now, it's not peaceful either. There are frequent uprisings by armed groups in the border areas, including some local forces that are yet to be fully pacified."