Jian Qingqing did not expect such a thing to happen. She said with admiration, "Then I wish you all the best. But are you going to be a military doctor or go to the battlefield to kill enemies?"
"I'm going to kill the enemy," Wei Wusheng said with a smile.
Jian Qingqing was a little surprised, "Can I ask why? I thought you wanted to be a military doctor."
"It's more satisfying to end one enemy after another."
Jian Qingqing pondered for a moment and asked, "Isn't there a greater sense of accomplishment in saving people? Won't you be more satisfied if you can take the dying people back from the hands of the king of hell, and watch them return back to life?"
Jian Qingqing felt that Wei Wusheng's heart might really be a little different from ordinary people. He actually felt that killing people would give him a sense of accomplishment.
Wei Wusheng was shocked. "Why would saving people give me any sense of achievement?!"
