Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s
Chapter 967: Sow the Seeds a Few More Times

Chapter 967: Chapter 967: Sow the Seeds a Few More Times

Cheng Yu tried to evoke Qin Jian’s memories of the battlefield, and the blade served as a reminder to Qin Jian that even if he did remember his past, he was not allowed to get close to Cheng Yu.

Therefore, the maple leaf appeared countless times, but the blade showed up only once.

Through the man’s performance on battlefield, Qin Jian deduced that he was not very adept at managing his own emotions.

So he urged An Hao to be especially cautious.

"I understand your concerns, but Luo Gang is unlikely to strike at me." That’s because the words he said to Luo Gang the first time he was kidnapped must have had a significant impact on him.

The more Luo Gang loves Cheng Yu, the more carefully he will ponder her words.

If anything really happened to her, Cheng Yu would certainly rush to Qin Jian without any regard for her own safety.

Therefore, An Hao was not worried about Luo Gang.

He was merely a slave to his emotions.

What to do depends on the attitude of the master of the slave.

"I get what you mean. But let’s both be careful, okay?"

"If you’re really worried, why don’t you apply for a transfer back here? That way, we could be together more often."

"It’s not easy to just rush back now. It would need a proper reason, an opportunity." Otherwise, there would be chaos if everyone just transferred whenever they wanted.

"What kind of opportunity are you waiting for?" An Hao asked.

Qin Jian laughed softly on the other end of the phone, "For instance, when the wife is having a baby and can’t follow the army."

"You scoundrel," An Hao chided, "don’t try to fob me off. That’s a good reason, you just wait for me to make it a reality as soon as possible."

"Ok. Seems like I’ll have to try even harder!"

Such sweet nothings came so naturally to Qin Jian, completely overturning An Hao’s impression of him.

"Are you not trying hard enough?" An Hao blushed. "There’s no one more diligent than you."

Today, on the other end of the phone, there was a long sigh that seemed to carry a hint of teasing, "Ah, what can I do? When the land isn’t fertile enough, you need to sow more seeds!"

"That’s nonsense. Who says the land isn’t fertile?" An Hao took offense at this, "Say that again next time, and I won’t let you off easily."

"Alright then. It’s my problem! Since that’s the case, I’ll have to try even harder."

An Hao touched her forehead helplessly, wondering how the conversation had veered off-topic.

"Wife? Why aren’t you talking anymore? Are you angry?" Hearing the other end of the phone quiet down, Qin Jian asked softly.

"No, I just..."

An Hao hadn’t finished speaking when she heard Zhang Yun’s panicked cries from downstairs, "An Hao! An Hao! Your dad is having another attack, come quick!"

After hearing this, I quickly said, "Let’s talk later! Dad’s not feeling well, I’ll go check on him."

Before Qin Jian could even speak, An Hao had already hung up the phone with a click.

Jumping off the bed, she ran downstairs with her shoes on.

In the bedroom on the first floor, Ning Yibin was having a heart attack. He clutched his chest, breathing rapidly, with large sweat droplets rolling off his forehead.

"Dad, how are you feeling?" An Hao asked urgently.

"Severe chest pain, oppressive feeling, can’t breathe..." Ning Yibin said in broken phrases.

"What to do? What to do?" Zhang Yun was terrified by Ning Yibin’s attack, which seemed worse than before.

"Don’t panic. Listen to my instructions." The more urgent the situation, the calmer An Hao became, "Lie down flat. Take a deep breath every five seconds. Continue like this. Mom, you watch over him."

An Hao gave the instructions and quickly went into the living room, picked up the phone on the table, and dialed the emergency number.