"Who would have thought Third Senior Brother could fish?" Zhu Yanyi looked at Yu Qingyun’s skilled movements with curiosity. Given her busy work, she wondered how she had time to learn.
"Little Junior Sister, you don’t know," Yu Qingyun said lightly. "On the front lines, we mostly eat what we can find locally. I learned to fish during a mission when we were trapped on a small island with no food. We had to learn quickly just to survive."
She spoke casually, showing no complaint about those hard times, but rather a sense of enjoyment. Zhu Yanyi knew the hardship behind her words. She watched the fishing line on the sea surface. "Third Senior Brother, it must have been very hard on the front lines."
"Hard, certainly. But it helps you break through your limits. Like martial arts, if we doctors stay comfortable, we only rely on past experience. But gaining experience in tough environments is our most valuable asset. On the front lines, I improved my emergency skills because saving lives in war is a race against time. One second too late can cause regret." Yu Qingyun pulled the line slightly and continued, "I think Little Junior Sister should go there if she gets the chance. You might break through too."
Yan Aohan frowned slightly but said nothing. Zhu Yanyi tilted her head, thinking, then said, "Maybe I will go there someday."
"There aren’t that many wars," Yan Aohan said calmly. "Current small conflicts aren’t serious. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be here." The last part was directed at Yu Qingyun.
Yu Qingyun sighed. "I wish I never had to go back. Though it seems peaceful now, hidden wars still exist. Some areas still have landmines. Many of our deminers lost hands or legs young, some even died." She seemed to remember something and looked at Zhu Yanyi. "Little Junior Sister, Zhang Haitao’s tongue looks real. It’s still stiff, but she can make sounds. Can this technique be used on other body parts?"
"In theory, yes," Zhu Yanyi sighed. "But in practice, there are problems." She wanted to help those people, but reality was harsh. She felt powerless.
"What problems?" Yu Qingyun asked curiously.
Zhu Yanyi looked deeply at her. "I know what you mean, Third Senior Brother. You hope my technique can give those poor people with missing limbs a chance to regenerate."
"Exactly," Yu Qingyun nodded.
A hint of helplessness flashed in Zhu Yanyi’s eyes. "You know it took me two days and nights to refine one tongue. That’s only because the hyoid bone is tiny. If it were normal human bones, I couldn’t do it with external force alone."
"What do you mean?" Yu Qingyun still didn’t understand.
Zhu Yanyi said calmly, "Does Third Senior Brother know how steel and iron are smelted?"