Gu Jianing also explained Hua Zhenrong’s current condition to the Hua family, emphasizing that ensuring sufficient sleep was absolutely necessary.
Hua Zhenrong was now asleep, and she would return the next day to administer acupuncture treatment.
She would need to come every day for half a month.
Of course, this was only the initial phase of treatment. As she treated him daily, Hua Zhenrong would gradually remain awake for longer periods during the day.
Later, Gu Jianing would also provide him with psychological therapy.
The initial treatments addressed the symptoms, while the psychological therapy targeted the root cause.
“Only by healing both the body and the mind can this illness be considered fully cured.”
The Hua family listened and nodded repeatedly, agreeing with her reasoning.
Although Hua Zhenrong had fallen asleep again, the fact that he had woken up today had already given the family great hope. They were now firmly convinced that Gu Jianing could indeed cure his illness.
Since Hua Zhenrong’s treatment for the day was complete, Gu Jianing and Sheng Zexi prepared to leave.
“Dr. Gu, we’ll be troubling you from now on. For the coming days, I’ll have a driver pick you up from the Sang family,” Hua’s father said.
Gu Jianing nodded in agreement.
After all, Hua Zhenrong’s treatment would take half a month, and in a few days, Sheng Zexi would have to return to the Northwest Military District.
Gu Jianing would have to stay in the capital temporarily to finish treating Hua Zhenrong before going back.
Given that Gu Jianing was also heavily pregnant, having the Hua family arrange transportation for her was the best option.
Thus, over the next few days, Sheng Zexi accompanied Gu Jianing to the Hua residence for Hua Zhenrong’s treatment.
Under Gu Jianing’s care, Hua Zhenrong stayed awake for increasingly longer periods each day. He slept soundly and was able to eat properly. Though his body remained thin, his mental state visibly improved.
Due to their frequent visits to the Hua family—a household that attracted much attention—many people began inquiring about the situation.
However, the Hua family kept tight-lipped, so few outsiders learned the details.
The Li family, who lived in the same compound as the Huas, did catch wind of some information.
“The Hua family has hired someone to treat Hua Zhenrong’s madness, and it seems to be working?” Li Tingxuan fell into deep thought as he listened to his family’s discussion.
He was well aware of Hua Zhenrong’s illness.
Because in his previous two lifetimes, he had suffered the same illness as Hua Zhenrong.
These days, Li Tingxuan was still having dreams.
The content of the dreams was fragmented, but after dreaming so much, Li Tingxuan could vaguely guess that what he saw in his dreams seemed to be events from his previous lifetime—and the one before that.
Let’s put it that way for now.
In the dreams, in both of those past lifetimes, he had participated in the same battle, but the outcome had not been good.
In the dreams, his situation was even worse than Hua Zhenrong’s.
He had been captured, and the enemy had even tortured and killed his comrades right in front of him…
Not only that, but they had also severed his fingers.
In the end, though he was rescued, he had lost his mind.
In the first of those past lifetimes—the one before the last—no one could treat him, so he died.
Two years after Hua Zhenrong’s death, he too had passed away.
But in the second of those past lifetimes—the most recent one—he had met her.
She was the only one who could heal him.
And she had healed him.
It could be said that she was the one who had given Li Tingxuan in that past life a second chance and salvation.
Before, whenever he woke up, he would forget the contents of the dream.
But starting one day in November of last year, he began to remember them after waking.
He could clearly recall her, dressed in a white coat, like an angel of salvation descending to earth, a soft glow surrounding her as she treated him.
The process of her treatment, her voice—he remembered everything vividly.
The only thing was…
Even now, he still hadn’t been able to see her face clearly in the dreams.
Though they were dreams, Li Tingxuan knew they weren’t just dreams—they were his past two lifetimes.
As for why he was dreaming of those two past lives, he didn’t know.
But he did know that the same battle would happen again.
If he didn’t change anything, everything would play out exactly as it had before.
Of course, now that he had been allowed to remember those past lives, he would change things.
And her… he would find her too!
“If Hua Zhenrong can really be cured, the Hua family’s glory can continue…” His grandfather’s sigh pulled Li Tingxuan out of his thoughts.
Unless it’s her, Li Tingxuan thought. How else could it be possible?
But no-how could it be her?
She should still be in the Northwest Military District right now.
“Tingxuan, has your transfer application to the Northwest Military District been approved yet?” Old Master Li asked.
Li Tingxuan immediately straightened his posture and answered solemnly, “Grandfather, the transfer order has already been issued. Once I finish the handover, I can leave—probably in about a week.”
“Good. Tingxuan, you know the expectations I have for you. I hope you won’t let me down,” Old Master Li said, patting his shoulder.
Li Tingxuan met his gaze firmly. “Grandfather, I understand.”
He knew the hopes his grandfather had for him, and he also knew how much his grandfather cherished him.
In the dream of his first past life—the one before the last—after his death, his grandfather had aged ten years almost overnight and had even passed away the following year.
Now that he could foresee events through his dreams, he was determined to prevent certain tragedies and hoped to elevate the Li family to even greater heights.
He wouldn’t disappoint his grandfather—except when it came to his marriage…
His marriage, his feelings—he wanted to decide those for himself.
…
Meanwhile, Sheng Zexi’s leave was about to end, and he had to return to the Northwest Military District today.
Before his departure, Sheng Zexi carefully reminded Gu Jianing to take good care of herself and entrusted his grandmother to look after her.
“Don’t worry. Ningning is my granddaughter-in-law, and she’s carrying my great-grandchild—of course I’ll take good care of her,” Grandma Sang assured him.
“Once Ningning finishes treating the Hua family’s third son, I’ll go back with her to the Northwest Military District.” Grandma Sang had already planned to go to the Northwest Military District to care for Gu Jianing when her pregnancy was further along.
Now, the timing worked out perfectly.
When Ningning returned to the Northwest Military District, she would go with her.
“Mm, good,” Sheng Zexi agreed.
Deep down, Sheng Zexi knew his grandparents were trustworthy—they would undoubtedly take good care of Ningning.
But since he wouldn’t be by her side, he still couldn’t help but worry.
Gu Jianing stepped forward and hugged Sheng Zexi. “Brother Xi, don’t worry. I’ll take care of myself. You have to look after yourself too.”
“Okay.” Sheng Zexi held her tightly, breathing in her familiar scent and warmth. Only when it was almost time to board the train did he finally let go, shouldered his bag, and left.
Gu Jianing waved goodbye.
Sheng Zexi’s departure naturally left Gu Jianing feeling unsettled.
Especially since his last mission, he had stayed by her side, taking care of her every night.
Now that he was gone, she truly felt his absence.
But she also knew this separation was only temporary—and necessary.
The most important thing now was to focus on treating Hua Zhenrong’s illness as soon as possible.
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