"Are you threatening me?"
Zhang Feng panted heavily as he stared at Ning Dai. He had indeed always had COPD. All these years, he had been receiving treatment, and the effects were average.
Ning Dai shook her head. "I just don't want you to waste your energy on someone who's impossible. I have a way to cure COPD, and it won't interfere with your daily training."
COPD itself could be treated, but a long recovery period would definitely delay his daily training and even require him to retire. In other words, Zhang Feng had to choose between military life and rehabilitation.
It was obvious that Zhang Feng's current physical condition had already shown that this patient with low compliance would rather be maimed to death than give up military life.
His feelings for his army were deeper than ordinary people could imagine.
However, she could cure him without delaying his military life.
