角色故事•二（解锁条件：角色等级40）
曜青军队常年征战域外星球，他又对鼎镬药式进行了诸多改进，以应对日渐艰巨又复杂多变的驻扎环境。
因药式的罕见与奇效，他的名声迅速传遍曜青军队，赢得了诸位将士的信任。
然而这些成就全然无法减轻他内心的沉重。
每一日，当出发的鸣笛响起之时，他曾治好的病患将重新踏上战场。
每一日，当归营的脚步响起之时，围坐在鼎镬边的面孔，总会少上几个。
就在刚刚，那位每次回营都嚷嚷着要吃鼎镬的士兵，永远地离开了。
他完成了今日的问诊，走出临时搭建的战地医院，长叹了一口气。漫天风雪扑向他，而他似乎感受不到半分寒冷。
鸣笛声已重新响起，军队已整备出发。很快，战地医院中又会挤满重伤的士兵。即便他使出生死人，肉白骨的医术，无休止的战争依然在吞噬那些年轻的生命。
每晚，他都会同那位月御将军对谈，但这一日，他少见地沉默良久。
「这段时日，我一直在思考…如果我医治的病患注定还要奔赴死亡，那医者的意义是什么？」
病房中传来喑哑的哭声。他使劲眨了眨眼睛，才发现不知从何时起，自己的双眼已经干涩
——干涩到流不出泪来。
Character Story: Part II
• Unlocked at Character Level 40
The Yaoqing's troops perennially fought on outer planets. He continued to improve the cauldron-based medicinal formula in a multitude of ways so that he could adapt it to the increasingly challenging, complex, and unpredictable environments that the soldiers must brave.
The unusual yet profoundly effective formulation his medicine came in soon made his name a common utterance across the forces of the Yaoqing, winning him the trust of officers and soldiers alike.
Such achievements nevertheless failed to assuage his heavy heart.
Every day, when the bugle call for departure sounded, he knew the wounded that he had nursed back to health would have to step onto the battlefield once more.
Every day, when he heard the footsteps of returning troops, he knew he would be missing a few more familiar faces among those that gathered around his cauldron.
Just recently, even the soldier who always returned to camp yelling about wanting to eat from the cauldron had departed this world for good.
He finished up the day's consultation and left the field hospital, letting out a long sigh. The cold did not bother him in the slightest, even with the snow flurries pelting at him.
When the bugle call sounded yet again, the army was equipped and ready to depart. The field hospital will soon be burdened with grievously wounded soldiers like before. Yes, he has the skills to bring the wounded back from the gates of hell, but these young lives still end up lost in the endless, ravenous war.
Every night, he would always talk with General Yueyu. This day, however, he was uncharacteristically silent for a long time.
"Recently, I have been thinking... If the patients that I nurse to health are destined to hurtle toward death once more, what is my purpose as a healer?"
A dull cry sounded from the direction of the wards. It was only after blinking several times that he realized both his eyes had gone dry, probably since some time ago...
So dry that he no longer had tears to shed.
