Bright Sword's Minion Interspersed

Chapter 333
(One)

"Hi! Hi! Wake up, wake up, we should go back to the ward!"

At first, Guan Shan thought that after closing his eyes, he would return to the basement in Yekaterinburg, Soviet Union, but after sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Guan Shan heard the voice of the little nurse again.

Back to the ward?What's the meaning?Didn't he just fall asleep on the hospital bed?

Guan Shan tried it, and slowly opened his eyes. The light outside was a bit strong, so he couldn't help but close his eyes again.

He shrugged his nose and smelled it, it seemed to have the fragrance of green grass, and it seemed to have a bit of earthy smell.

This taste is definitely not the winter of the Soviet Union, but the loess high slope that cannot be completely covered by vegetation.

A soft little hand was stuffed under Guan Shan's neck, gently lifting him up.

Guan Shan tried to open his eyes again, and after adapting to the outside light, he found himself lying on a grass field.

"Come on, hold my hand and try to stand up yourself." The little nurse's voice sounded beside Guan Shan, and the heat even blew into Guan Shan's hair.

"I, analyze Zhaila..." Guan Shankou asked in distress.

"My God! You talked, my God! Oh wow, smash it! It's great!" The little nurse kissed Guan Shan in ecstasy, and when her lips were about to touch Guan Shan's face, she I took it back.

The meaning of this sentence... Guan Shan secretly groaned in his heart.

"No force, no force!" The little nurse supported Guan Shan to sit up, knelt down next to Guan Shan, turned to look at Guan Shan's face, raised her hand and raised two fingers and asked, "How much is this?"

What the hell, what does this mean? Could it be that I have degenerated into a baby state!
So sad, so sad!

"I'm mourned, and I'm going to spread it around..." Guan Shan protested dissatisfiedly, speaking a little slowly, and his pronunciation was a little unclear.

"Are you mourned? Are you stupid? What does mourning mean? Oh, oh, hurt, giggling!" The little nurse was overjoyed, covering her mouth and giggling non-stop.

"So, yes, what..." Guan Shan spoke slowly.

"This is, where?" The little nurse confirmed it, and said to Guan Shan, "This is Dihua. It looks like you don't remember anything."

"Then?" Guan Shan didn't understand all of a sudden, thinking he didn't hear clearly.

"Dihua, XJ." The little nurse explained, "Your skull was injured and you suffered intracranial hemorrhage. Doctor Liu urgently cut open your skull to stop the bleeding. Then Commander Chu sent someone to send you to the rear. Your grandma paid for it. Chief Yan sent a plane to take you to Lanzhou for a second surgery..."

"Me, short?" Guan Shan felt as if he had traveled through time again in a trance.

The little nurse shrugged her shoulders, shook her head, and said, "That's all I know. Oh, I was interrupted by you. You had an operation and examination in Lanzhou. You originally said that you might not be able to wake up because of nerve damage. I didn't expect you to wake up, and then, there is a Soviet rehabilitation expert here... that's it..."

"Then, I, the Eighth Route Army..." Guan Shan tried to ask.

"Yeah, the Soviet rehabilitation experts were contacted by your Eighth Route Army Dihua Office." The little nurse explained.

You Eighth Route Army, Guan Shan drew his judgment from this statement.

"What date?" Guan Shan wanted to know the time coordinates.

The little nurse said without thinking: "June 6 in the Gregorian calendar, I don't really remember the lunar calendar..."

"Ah? June?" Guan Shan hesitated for a moment before asking, "6 years?"

"42 years?" The little nurse looked at Guan Shan suspiciously, then nodded and said, "Yes, yes, yes, 31 years of the Republic of China, 1942, that's right."

Only then did Guan Shan heave a sigh of relief.

It's just a partial memory damage caused by the injury, not another time travel.

"Hello, is this Comrade Guan Shan?" A voice came from behind.

It was a man's voice, his tone was a bit cold and full of guard.

But this voice seems familiar, very recognizable!
Guan Shan tried his best to read the name that was clearly on his lips.

"Who are you? How did you get in here?" The little nurse asked back, looking around nervously.

"Hello, Miss Nurse. I am from the Eighth Route Army Office, and this is my ID."

"It doesn't matter who you are to me, but you can't affect my patient's recovery..."

"Oh! Oh! I said sir, I asked you to wait for me, why did you come here by yourself?" A panting female voice approached from far away.

Ever since someone asked him, Guan Shan began to move his body slowly, and he just saw the situation behind him.

Hehe, hehehe, Uncle Liu Huang was quite handsome when he was young, this time, tusk tusk.

"Comrade Guan Shan, hello, my surname is Wan..." The man saw Guan Shan's face, raised his ID and walked over.

"Stop! Don't come over!" The little nurse suddenly pulled out her pistol and pointed at it with both hands!

"Don't..." Guan Shanyi anxiously wanted to stand up and stop him, but he miscalculated his body, and now it is obvious that this body cannot respond to the instructions of the brain.

With too much force, Guan Shan felt his world spinning, and then his eyes went black.

(two)

"Comrade Wangubei, I also think you did something wrong with this matter."

There was a special face on the screen, the person who spoke was unknown to Guan Shan.

Screen close-up?Oh, it seems not.

There were three or four people sitting in a room, the doors and windows were closed but the lights were on, so there was plenty of light.

It's just that everyone except Lao Wan is smoking, and the room is filled with mist like a fairyland in Penglai.

"This matter must be clarified!" Lao Wan waved the smoke that drifted to his face, and said solemnly: "Comrade Chen Bo sacrificed, Comrade Haifeng sacrificed, and the chief was seriously injured. This is an extremely serious consequence. We are responsible for safety." Comrades in security work must be investigated, and it must be done quickly!"

"Check, check, no one will let you check!" The thin man with a few pockmarks on his face knocked on the table dissatisfied, and said, "He's been in a coma for two months, and he just got out of the ground, and the aisle is still there." It’s all forced, and I can’t even speak clearly. If you ask now, what can you ask, huh? So you, Lao Wan, have a simple and rough work style, you, you, you are not like this!”

"Director Zheng, you are my old leader! You are still my guide. Tell yourself, do you need to understand a lot of things about Xiaoguan? For example, those foreigners, right? Who are they? What identity, what background, what role did they play in our loss? Why did they disappear as soon as the anti-mopping up was over? Huh?" Wan Gubei said sternly.

"Stop saying that I taught you in the future! I can't afford to lose that man! Talking to the fuck is like playing the piano with a cow!" The pockmarked man became angry, slapped the table and turned back.

Wan Gubei smiled awkwardly, but in fact he knew that he was actually "pretending to be asleep".

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(End of this chapter)