Chapter 1002： Sorry, I can't guarantee

Papa Xia's eyes flashed with inescapable sadness, "When I learned that Lingyi had a heart attack, I felt a bolt from the blue. She loves aviation and flying so much, it will be so painful to miss her dream in the future."

"Teacher Yan, can she return to the base to continue training after she is cured? If not, it will make her more uncomfortable than killing her."

Her own daughter knows that losing her dream is like having her wings broken. How could Lingyi accept this?

Yan Zhixu's heart was dull and his throat was dry, "Mr. Xia, I'm sorry, I can't guarantee this."

Her voice was cold, and compared to Mr. Xia's sad face, it made people passing by who didn't know the truth feel mean and inhumane.

This may be cruel to a father but it is.

Even if Xia Lingyi had heart surgery, it would take a long time to recover after surgery.

The training for this batch is only for three months. Once the three months are up, pilots will be selected, and those selected will be sent to secret bases for training.

Xia Lingyi's body is not allowed to participate, and she is destined to pass the assessment.

Yan Zhixu bent down slightly, "I'm sorry."

Dad Xia shook his head, "It's okay, you don't need to apologize to me. I actually knew it would be like this, but I couldn't help but ask."

Because that is my daughter's dream, even if there is only a faint hope, I don't want to miss it.

Several other teachers came to visit their daughter before, and they all inquired about them one by one. All the results were negative. Now their hopes have been lost, and they have accumulated another disappointment.

Dad Xia sighed.

The two stayed outside for a long time.

Returning to the ward, Xia Lingyi, who was lying on the hospital bed, saw her father's forced smile, and turned her head sadly to hold back the tears in her eyes.

Sure enough, you can't.

He devoted himself to the dream of his love, but he was destined to have no fate.

Xia Lingyi twitched the corners of her mouth and said, "Mom and dad, didn't you go through the discharge procedures? Let's pack up and leave. We'll go back to school to get our luggage later."

My body has eased a bit, but Xuancheng Hospital's treatment for heart disease has a low chance of recovery, so I need to go to other places for treatment.

"well."

Xia's mother nodded, and her hands moved quickly to clean up the things in the ward.

"Let me do it."

Yan Zhixu also helped out, and after finishing everything, a few people went to the training base.

Xia's father and Xia's mother were sitting in the reception room, and Jin Xuan personally received them, doing ideological work for the second elder and reporting Xia Lingyi's performance in school.

Yan Zhixu accompanied Xia Lingyi to the dormitory to pack her luggage.

I met many alumni along the way, and everyone asked Xia Lingyi's physical condition with a gentle expression. No one deliberately opened the scar and poked the wound without understanding.

After the greeting, I went to the bedroom.

Seeing the tears in the eyes of the dormitory where I lived for a while, I couldn't hold back any longer, and burst out.

"I feel like it was yesterday that I lived here. I didn't expect to leave now. Time flies so fast."

He raised his hand and stroked the desk in front of him.

"..."

Yan Zhixu did not speak.

At this moment, any words of comfort are useless to Xia Lingyi.

She took out a tissue from her pocket, stepped forward, and wiped the tears on the other's face in person.

The movement is gentle and gentle.

"Thank you...thank you."

Xia Lingyi's voice was choked, and the corners of her mouth tried to raise a smile, but she couldn't smile.

Yan Zhixu threw the garbage into the trash can, "You're welcome."

"Teacher Yan, thank you."

Xia Lingyi thanked again seriously, then took a breath and started to pack her own things.