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Chapter 25: Who the hell told Old White about this?! Find them—I swear I’ll train them to death!
The old man was stunned on the spot, holding the medical report and flipping through it again and again, almost thinking he had read it wrong several times.
But being a military doctor himself, he knew very well that the results couldn’t be wrong. His body was indeed having serious issues.
Still, the old man was not someone ordinary—he had rolled through mud and fire on the battlefield for years. His military competence and psychological resilience were top-notch. He quickly accepted the diagnosis and immediately prepared to undergo treatment.
When he got home, Old Master Bai even calmly and peacefully explained the fact that he had been diagnosed with mid-stage liver cancer.
Bai’s father and Bai’s mother were both stunned, while Bai Yalan was overwhelmed with worry.
Even though she had mentally prepared herself, hearing it still brought a wave of grief she couldn’t suppress.
She had thought that with this second chance at life, she could not only change her own fate but also prevent her grandfather’s untimely death like in her past life.
She’d hoped that, perhaps thanks to her rebirth, she could change the outcome for him, too.
But she hadn’t expected that even with a second chance, her grandfather still couldn’t escape the clutches of a terminal illness.
Maybe… she had come back too late. If only she had reminded him earlier—wouldn’t things have turned out better?
The more Bai Yalan thought about it, the more regret gnawed at her.
Seeing his son, daughter-in-law, and granddaughter all grieving, Old Master Bai instead appeared calm and unusually optimistic. He began comforting them.
“You don’t need to be so upset over me. I’m a doctor myself—I know where I stand. This illness, as long as we follow the treatment plan, still has hope. Thankfully, it wasn’t discovered too late. I really owe this to Xiao Lan—you’re Grandpa’s little lucky star. Since you all finally came to visit me at the base, I want to live a few more years to spend time with you.”
Bai’s father’s eyes were already red. Hearing these words, the nearly fifty-year-old man choked up and stammered, “Dad, you… you really have to get better. Mom’s already gone, I… I only have you left. I haven’t even had the chance to truly be filial to you yet…”
As he spoke, his voice broke, and he couldn’t continue. He kept wiping his tears.
Bai Yalan quickly squatted beside him, red-eyed as she tried to comfort him. “Dad, don’t be sad. Grandpa still needs us to take care of him.”
Bai’s mother didn’t know what to say either. She was wiping tears too, eyes red.
Seeing them like this, Old Master Bai felt a mix of comfort and sorrow. He glared and scolded his son, trying to lighten the mood.
“Bai Zhijian! Get up! Look at yourself, crying like a baby. You’re a grown man! Even your daughter is more sensible than you. There’s no such thing as an incurable illness—only people who give up on themselves. What’s there to be afraid of?! If you need treatment, you get treated. If death really comes, no one can stop it anyway. And besides, I’m not at that stage yet!”
With that, Bai’s father flushed red with embarrassment but at least stood up.
Old Master Bai’s powerful words did help ease some of the grief in the room.
“There’s no such thing as an incurable illness—only people who give up on themselves.”
That sentence struck Bai Yalan like a bolt of lightning. She repeated it to herself, tears welling in her eyes, but her gaze quickly hardened with resolve.
Grandpa was right—death wasn’t so scary. She had already died once.
Since heaven gave her this second chance, she was determined to change fate.
If fate was unfair, she would fight it to the end!
In that moment, the determined gaze of the old and the young mirrored each other like never before.
“Dad, you’re right. We’ll listen to you,” Bai’s father said.
Old Master Bai nodded and patted his son’s broad shoulder firmly. “That’s more like it.”
Bai’s mother wiped her tears and quickly asked, “Dad, are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere right now? Maybe you should rest. If there’s anything you want to eat, just say the word and I’ll make it.”
Meanwhile, Bai Yalan quietly refilled her grandfather’s cup with spiritual spring water and handed it to him herself. “Grandpa, drink more water.”
The old man chuckled and sighed, half-amused and half-exasperated. “No need, no need. I said don’t treat me like I’m about to drop dead. You’re all making me uncomfortable. Just act normally like before.”
But this time, no one listened to him.
“Grandpa, stop talking and drink some water first,” Bai Yalan scolded playfully.
“Yeah, Dad, don’t just stand there—sit down and rest. Zhijian, go grab a cushion from the room to make him more comfortable.”
Bai’s father immediately responded, “Got it!”
The whole family bustled around the old man with care.
Old Master Bai was laughing and crying at the same time. His eyes stung a little, and while no one was looking, he discreetly wiped them.
Having a family like this—this life of mine was truly worth it, he thought.
From that day on, Bai Yalan made sure her grandfather’s water cup was always filled with fresh spiritual spring water, hoping it could help him even just a little.
And from that day forward, Old Master Bai began his treatment in earnest.
He had been right—thankfully the illness was discovered in time. With his strong mental fortitude as a military doctor, the treatment went relatively smoothly.
Bai Yalan even felt that his spirit and physical condition looked completely normal. If it weren’t for the test results confirming mid-stage liver cancer, she would’ve thought there had been a mistake.
Still, treatment had to continue. Unwilling to take any chances, Bai Yalan kept a close watch on her grandfather. Before she realized it, a full week of treatment had already passed.
That day, just like usual, she finished her tasks and rushed over to accompany him.
But unexpectedly, there seemed to be too many visitors that day.
Since the treatment began, people had been coming regularly to check on the old man—even Commander Fu had visited several times.
But this time, there were suddenly four or five people at once, and many of them were high-ranking officers. They stood before Old Master Bai, not so much chatting as getting a scolding.
His voice was low and laced with anger. “Why didn’t anyone tell me something this important? You think I’m old and useless now?”
Bai Yalan was startled. It was her first time seeing her grandfather so angry. She stepped forward quietly to stand behind the group and observe the situation.
A middle-aged officer helplessly replied, “Old Bai, we didn’t want to bother you since you weren’t feeling well. We thought it was inappropriate to assign you to a mission again.”
“It’s just a health issue, I’m not dying! What’s inappropriate about it?”
The old man’s temper flared. He didn’t care who was standing there. “The military situation is urgent! How can you assign critical missions to inexperienced young people? If something goes wrong, who takes responsibility? That’s being irresponsible to them too!”
The officer smiled bitterly. “We did consider that, Old Bai… but we’ve had too many urgent missions lately. We’re really short on people…”
“Even if you’re short-handed, you can’t just do things carelessly. That’s nonsense!” Old Master Bai said firmly. “It’s settled. I’m joining this mission.”
“This really won’t do, Old Bai. We heard you’ve only been in treatment for a week.”
“Yes, Old Bai, we really can’t trouble you again. Worst case, we’ll send more men for backup.”
Bai Yalan began to panic. She knew her grandfather well—once he made a decision, it was nearly impossible to change his mind.
Sure enough, he declared, “No more talking. The military situation is urgent. I am going on this mission, and no one’s changing my mind. Besides, I happen to have an intern military doctor under me. It’s a good opportunity to train her. Young people must grow through real battle—that’s how old guys like me can step down with peace of mind.”
Bai Yalan couldn’t help but smile bitterly. So even now, Grandpa hadn’t forgotten about training her.
The officers exchanged helpless glances and finally came to an agreement.
“All right, Old Bai, if you insist, we won’t argue. But on one condition: you must listen to us. You can go, but you’re staying in the rear to treat the wounded. Don’t charge into the front lines. Leave that to the young ones. Like you said, they need these experiences to grow.”
There was no way to refuse that. Old Master Bai readily agreed, “Fine.”
The officers then murmured among themselves. “Make sure to assign more personnel. His safety must be guaranteed. Since there’s an intern military doctor going with him, make the proper arrangements. Old Bai, please cooperate.”
The old man nodded briskly. “You arrange it as you see fit.”
Perhaps the mission was especially urgent this time—each officer had a serious expression. They shook hands with Old Master Bai one by one and solemnly said, “Please don’t blame us for nagging, Old Bai, but your safety is the top priority.”
He nodded with equal seriousness. “Don’t worry. I know what I’m doing.”
After everyone left, Bai Yalan overheard one of the officers—who had just been scolded for half an hour—curse under his breath:
“Damn it. Who the hell told Old Bai about this?! Find them—I swear I’ll throw them on the training field and drill them like a rookie until they drop!”
Bai Yalan: “…”
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