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When Yue Hongjin arrived, the enemy's cave was already empty.

The military personnel who cooperated in the investigation sighed: "It's still a step too late."

There wasn't even a piece of unburned paper ashes, and the enemy hadn't even had time to erase the traces of evacuation. They couldn't accurately judge the direction of the enemy's route.

However, what is relieved is that no body was found after everyone searched around, which shows that Doctor Yun is most likely still safe.

"Here." Yue Hongjin squatted down, brushed off the loose soil on the ground where Yunling was standing, and pointed at a special mark, "Go in this direction and continue at the original speed."

Both sides chased and escaped day and night.

What Yunling didn't expect was that she would be brought to the edge of the battle line, to a small village in the mountains where the earth was scorched by war.

Since the customs and habits of the border villages were almost assimilated, she couldn't tell whether she was still in China.

That Mr. Ruan did not treat her harshly. He probably felt that the first impression she pretended was too duplicitous and not a hard nut to crack, so he adopted a gentle strategy.

"Dr. Yun, I have a few things to ask you." Mr. Ruan specially asked someone to take her out of the room and begin the interrogation, "Since I've treated you well these past few days, I hope you can answer truthfully. "

After saying that, a black pistol was slapped on the wooden table, making a crisp sound.

Yunling shuddered, shivered, and remained silent.

Mr. Ruan couldn't be more satisfied with her reaction and nodded to signal the interrogator beside him to start.

"Please describe in detail how you were taken away by No. 11 that day."

"Who is number eleven?"

"It's Zhen Han who brought you here."

"Oh." Yunling fell into thought. She glanced at the opposite side from the corner of her eye twice, rolled her eyes in a pretense of conspicuousness, and cleared her throat, "Ahem."

"I just came out of the laboratory that day, and the assistant next to me bought me food in advance. I saw him arriving at the door of the first floor of the reinforced building, but turned around and was held hostage by the woman. As for the rest, I don't know."

Mr. Ruan narrowed his eyes, raised his pistol and turned it around, warning her: "Dr. Yun, I suggest you and I be sincere. If you are not sincere, then I have to do something practical."

Yunling had a look on her face, as if she was very afraid of his actions, she held her hands together tightly and rubbed them back and forth.

"I, I can still remember it a little bit more." She replied quickly with a clear face, "What Nurse Zhen said is all lies. She killed another person. I saw it with my own eyes."

The interrogator took advantage of the victory and asked, "Where did you see it?"

She obviously couldn't answer for the moment, so she stumbled and mentioned a random location: "Where else could it be? Isn't it at her house?"

"Why did you go to her house? Did she return home after holding you hostage?"

The other party's eyes were blazing, Yunling's eyes were evasive, but she still calmly insisted on the answer: "Yes, she took a knife and forced me to go home with her. I was locked in the cubicle and heard the two of them arguing. After a while, she forced me to go home with her. Gunshots rang out, and I saw a man falling to the ground through the window, and then she took me out of the city from the back hill."

The interrogator frowned while recording, and looked at Mr. Ruan in confusion for a moment.

Mr. Ruan sneered, obviously not believing it, but he did not say any more threatening words and quietly followed the interrogation procedures.

After the interview ended, the interrogator asked: "Sir, do you think this testimony is credible?"

"It's all fake." Mr. Ruan crossed his legs confidently, and the person next to him had the insight to hand over a cigarette and lit it.

"If you think about No. 11 being the one who brought her out, would she say anything beneficial to No. 11?" The interrogator shook his head, but still had questions: "But if No. 11 rebelled, the two of them had colluded to confess in advance. ?”

"It's not impossible." Mr. Ruan exhaled a cloud of smoke, and the dark air was gradually filled with the pungent and strong smell of tobacco. "But if this is the case, then Ms. Yun's acting skills are too poor."

He smiled sarcastically: "According to what you said, since he rebelled, he must have wanted to gain our trust. No. 11's trick was perfect, but the performance of her accomplices was really slow. With her IQ, she would not have thought of this. "

"So, there is only one possibility. Just listen to this person's words in reverse."

The interrogator was also persuaded and took the opportunity to flatter his superior: "Sir, you are still thinking carefully."

Mr. Ruan took a puff of cigarette, his eyes were blurred and he didn't know he was intoxicated.

Yunling was still locked in the room, but her treatment was much worse. It seemed that after verifying Zhen Han's safety and loyalty, she was of no use.

It was not until evening that several soldiers rushed in hurriedly and rudely, speaking fluent foreign languages, and forcefully took her into the car.

Through the translator, she heard a rough idea. It seemed that a senior officer in the front position was seriously injured, and the field hospital was blown up by our side, so she was dragged out to deal with this dangerous person in desperation.

However, these people in the car were not entirely selfless - Mr. Ruan had the courage to cure the patient well, and he blamed her as the enemy military doctor for the failure.

This is a hot potato, and Yunling is a little bit stuck.

People must be treated, but whether and when they can be cured depends on her ability to control the disease.

Judging from the urgency in the conversation, the position and identity of the rescuer should not be underestimated. Maybe we can take this opportunity to set up a hidden line and work together to uncover the big fish hiding in the territory.

The operating environment was extremely harsh. The nasal cavity was filled with the thick smell of blood and the smell of burnt flesh. The vision seemed to be shrouded in a layer of gray and black smoke, which even the dim light could not dissipate.

Without any explanation, she was pressed on the operating table and had no choice but to do it.

It's funny to say that they probably didn't want the person on the bed to be alive, otherwise how could they let her hold the scalpel so easily? Aren't you afraid that she would stab him to death in a hurry?

Let's get back to the topic, as a donkey who is being dragged into the grindstone, Yunling considers herself to be conscientious and unswerving, and even thought of the reasons why she only treats the heart but not the waist.

After all, if the heart stops, you will die immediately, but if the kidney function is damaged, you will not die for the time being.

As for the future, she has no choice. How long the dialysis machine can prolong his life depends on his life.

The group of foreign doctors who didn't understand the language and had different opinions listened to her seemingly high-level theory with suspicion.

After all, China's medical level has surpassed the international level in recent years, and it is in an authoritative leading position. They do not dare to question it easily. In addition, Yunling is not completely fooling around. If you choose one of the two, you must choose the heart that is more seriously injured!

After saving people, Yunling's living conditions skyrocketed. She seemed to realize her important value. Within a few days, she took her to He City, the capital of the country, and Zhen Han actually followed her.

"Ms. Yun is really secretive. If Ruan Qi hadn't been so courageous last time, I might have buried your talent."

Yunling looked at the gentle and elegant official in front of her and had some doubts in her heart.

She already knows that the capital of He City belongs to Northern Vietnam. According to common sense, people in Northern Vietnam look similar to Chinese people, while the central and southern parts are different.

But this man obviously had some local characteristics mixed with him. He seemed to be from the south, but he felt familiar to her, because some of his facial features and contours were also very consistent with the Chinese appearance.

Rather, he is a mixed race. (End of chapter)