Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks

Chapter 1168: Assigned to Logistics

Ning Shu’s lips twitched, then she said, “There’s nothing wrong with his hand. He just has gun anxiety. It’s the same as fear of heights, it’s a psychological issue. It has nothing to do with his hand. I’m just a military doctor. I don’t have such great ability as to be able to cure any illness.”

Fang Feifei frowned as she asked, “Is there really no way? This is related to Yanqiu’s future prospects. Besides, this is a time of national crisis, one more person is a bit more power. If Yanqiu can take up a gun to kill the enemies, he can help stop the steps of the aggressors. Doctor Zhu, I’ll be shameless as to address you as big sister. At this kind of time, we should set aside our personal grudges. In front of the big picture, during this time of crisis for the nation, all personal grudges can be set aside. “

Ning Shu: ...

Ning Shu was very annoyed with how Fang Feifei was always asking things of her while standing at the great peaks of morality, as if since she had been educated, everyone else was completely ignorant. After going on for so long, wasn’t she just asking her to treat Zhu Yanqiu’s hand? If it had been anyone else, Fang Feifei definitely wouldn’t have cared. There were so many people in the army, whether Zhu Yanqiu was there or not didn’t change things.

Ning Shu said lightly, “How do I need to put things so that you understand? I already told you that his hand is fine. The problem is with his mentality. He has gun anxiety and is scared. This isn’t something that can be treated. Rather than ask something impossible of me, you’d be better off convincing Zhu Yanqiu to overcome his psychological obstacle. If he doesn’t, he won’t be able to hold a gun in this lifetime.”

Fang Feifei frowned. However, since the other party had already put things this way, she couldn’t really say any more.

However, Zhu Yanqiu didn’t believe that he had any psychological obstacles. He didn’t have gun anxiety, but his fingers- Whenever he had to do fine movements or things that needed a high degree of concentration, his hands would become stiff.

The soldiers around him all said that he was suffering from gun anxiety. Even Fang Feifei said that he was suffering from gun anxiety. Zhu Yanqiu wouldn’t believe it. He insisted on picking up a gun and seeing things for himself, but the result was the same.

Zhu Yanqiu was naturally not allowed to head to the battlefield anymore in his current condition. Not only was his own safety not guaranteed, there was a chance that he would implicate other people. The higher ups assigned him to handle logistics and so he became a cook.

The job of a cook was much safer than fighting the enemies on the front line, but Zhu Yanqiu couldn’t accept it. He was a college student who had received the new education, but now he had to work as a cook. He really couldn’t accept it. All occupations in the world are of low rank, the only noble pursuit was studies. He was an intellectual and a nobleman stays clear of the kitchen.

He would rather crouch in the trenches and risk dying during a battle, to give his life on the battlefield, than to stay in the back kitchen with a ladle surrounded by heavy smoke.

What prospects were there in being a cook? What he wanted was honor and glory.

When Ning Shu saw Zhu Yanqiu wearing an apron and delivering food with a dark expression, she inwardly almost died from laughing. Her expression on the surface didn’t change, but Zhu Yanqiu gave her very little food, obviously in revenge.

Zhu Yanqiu sneered at Ning Shu, and then left triumphantly.

Ning Shu curled her lips in disdain.

“Master, why don’t you have mine?” Xiao Tong offered her share to Ning Shu, but Ning Shu waved dismissively. “You have it, no need to give it to me. I have enough.”

Ning Shu ate the pickled vegetables and steamed corn buns while inwardly sighing at the huge disparity between people. Zhu Yanqiu had fried an egg for Fang Feifei and came up with all sorts of ways to get Fang Feifei a sumptuous meal. However, when it came to her, he even decreased her rations.

” Doctor Zhu, I’d like to talk to you.” Fang Feifei walked into the tent and spoke to Ning Shu. Her tone wasn’t very good.

At this time, the sharp whistle of a bomb dropping filled the air. Ning Shu immediately shouted, “Get down!”

And then she pulled Xiao Tong down.

Fang Feifei had also immediately dropped to the ground the moment Ning Shu shouted ‘Get down.’ As a war reporter who took photos on the battlefield every day, she had to be able to protect herself.

Boom!

The bomb hit the ground. Even though Ning Shu had covered her ears, she still instantly felt like she had gone deaf. The huge sound wave jolted her so badly that her heart hurt.