Chapter 292: Millennium Female Corpse VS Last Warlord (13)

"He's gone." Mi Yuyan waited until Meng Liangchao's back disappeared before sitting down next to Chen Yan. She was a little weak and accidentally bumped into Chen Yan. Chen Yan's left hand was knocked on the edge of the table. He couldn't help but groan, and the bright red blood soaked his clothes again.

"Are you okay? I... I didn't mean it." Mi Yuyan quickly stood up and tried to find something to stop the bleeding for him, but accidentally hooked his right leg that was shot.

"Don't... don't move." Chen Yan tried to comfort her, handed the customs clearance document to her, and told her: "Keep it."

Mi Yuyan looked at the document, and then looked at the wound that was bleeding because of her, and tears welled up in her eyes.

She thought that if they could really get out of Yaochuan City safely and go to Sichuan, she would never let Chen Yan follow her to do these life-threatening things. There, the two of them could find a remote place to settle down and live a good life in anonymity.

"The last time I saw you was in the prison. This time, you actually came to the Meng Mansion." The doctor took off the medical kit on his back and walked towards him quickly.

"Did he ask you to come?" Chen Yan looked at him and asked.

"If it wasn't the young military officer who asked me to come, who else could have asked me to come?" The doctor thought he was a little stupid to ask this question. When checking his wound, he accidentally pressed a little harder with his rubber-gloved hand.

Chen Yan couldn't help but hissed, "Is he really that good?"

"Yaochuan is the calmest compared to other places." The doctor took off his rubber gloves and took out the medical equipment that had been prepared long ago and arranged them in a row. "This is all thanks to Marshal Meng and Young General Meng. Without their efforts, the people of Yaochuan could not live such a peaceful life. If you don't believe it, just look at the coastal area. Are those big warlords ready to fight again? But even if they want to fight, they dare not fight to Yaochuan's territory? Why? Is it because of you people in the so-called assassination organization who can only hide behind and assassinate? If you really think so, just ignore what I said. They dare not touch Yaochuan, isn't it because there are big figures they all respect here. When the Japanese invaded, many people lived in peace and refused to confront them head-on. That's why it was an absurd situation that a village was taken by a few Japanese soldiers. Only our Yaochuan's patron saint, Marshal Meng Yuan Yao Meng, took the lead in killing the Japanese devils, and Yaochuan City was also snatched back from the Japanese devils by him after a bloody battle."

"Hiss..." The bullet in his left arm was taken out by the doctor. Chen Yan breathed a sigh of relief and spoke much more gently, "So you don't hate the warlords anymore?"

"Warlords are warlords, and Marshal Meng is Marshal Meng. They are different concepts. To put it bluntly, compared to warlords, the people of Yaochuan dislike people in your organization even more. You are under the banner of the people, but you do things that harm the interests of the people. Tell me how many innocent people have been implicated in the assassinations you have carried out. If you really care about the people, you should learn from the people in the organization in the southwest, take the lead in sacrificing your life for the people, and don't fear bloodshed or sacrifice." The doctor bandaged the wound on his left arm, picked up the scissors handed to him by Mi Yuyan, and cut open the pants on Chen Yan's right leg.

"Are those people in the southwest really so brave?" Mi Yuyan asked.

After using the scissors, the doctor handed them to her, and then took the scalpel she handed to him, saying, "Those people in the southwest are Chinese by blood. Their leaders, like Marshal Meng, have led the fight against the Japanese. During that time, I heard on the radio that their troops had excellent style and were not afraid of sacrifice. The most typical example was that one of their ordinary soldiers sacrificed himself to blow up a bunker and successfully covered his own squad. The radio said that his hands and feet were shot by the enemy's guns, but he still crawled forward with amazing perseverance while holding the explosive pack. If I were his parents, I would be willing to sacrifice my son even if he died. I am proud of him too."

The doctor began to sigh again as he spoke, "It's a pity that I am so old, with old people and young children, all of whom need to eat. If I leave, they will have no way to survive. Otherwise, I would rather go to the southwest to join them and serve the country. Fortunately, life in Yaochuan is peaceful enough. I can still live with a little dignity here and take care of my wife and children. It is a blessing in disguise."

Chen Yan and Mi Yuyan were thoughtful after hearing what the doctor said. Chen Yan didn't even notice that the shell of his right leg had been taken out.

"Okay, the wounds have been treated. You should rest more." The doctor handed Mi Yuyan a few packs of cotton swabs and alcohol, and then began to pack up the medicine box, "Yours are all skin injuries. It's not convenient for a girl to wipe them for you. Go back and deal with them yourself."

"The food is cold, you should eat something." Chen Yan invited Mi Yuyan to eat.

"I'm not very hungry." Mi Yuyan looked worried and wanted to dissuade Chen Yan from risking his life, but the doctor's words moved her heart and she couldn't help but yearn for the fighting life in the southwest, not to mention Chen Yan, who was born with patriotic enthusiasm.

"Don't worry, I won't leave you wherever I go." Chen Yan put his right hand on her left hand and stared into her eyes, "Are you willing to go with me?"

"Yes." Mi Yuyan answered without hesitation.

"Since you said yes, then you are mine. We are not needed here, so let's go to where we are needed." Chen Yan held her hand tightly and looked towards the southwest.

Mi Yuyan nodded heavily, "Okay."

Since we have identified this person, what does it matter where we go or what we do. As long as they are always together, it will be fine. In this way, we can die together.

The two smiled at each other and saw relief in each other's eyes.

Backyard.

"Miss Lu, I have said everything you told me to say." The doctor looked at the slender figure in front of him, thinking about the stunning encounter he had once had, and always felt that someone like her seemed to have floated out of that ancient painting.

"Thank you, doctor." Shi Yi continued to fiddle with the begonia, but his words were obviously warmer.

"Nothing to thank me for. What Miss Lu wanted to say is also what I want to say." The doctor slung his medicine box tightly around his shoulders and walked into the alley under the escort of the guards.

The father and son of the Meng family are indeed the patron saints of their Yaochuan, and he recognized this from the bottom of his heart. Without them, there would be no peaceful life for the people of Yaochuan City.

"Do you believe in my ability now?" Strong arms surrounded him, and Shi Yi gently leaned on his chest.

"I believe it." Meng Liangchao looked at the begonia she had just trimmed, and couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at? It was just a momentary mistake."

"How could anyone cut off all the leaves of the begonia...hahahaha..."

(End of this chapter)