Chapter 47 Chapter 47

"Leave." Song Ran looked up and answered hurriedly.

The moment his eyes staggered with him, he moved away and raised his foot up the stairs.

Song Ran looked back at the cigarette butt that was pressed off on the candlestick, clenched the lighter on his palm, followed him up and left the underground.

Walking through the dark first-floor lobby, the white sunlight came towards her head, which made her squint. She raised her hand to block the light, saw that Li Zan had walked down the steps, and rode on a military motorcycle on the side of the road, put on a helmet, slightly raised her chin, and tied her helmet strap.

The outline of the side face is a little indifferent.

Song Ran got into her car, and the scorching sun inside was as hot as a sauna. She felt a chill in her heart, she fell down the window, started quickly, and drove away from the scene.

When she started, she glanced at the rearview mirror, and Li Zan was lowering her head and putting black combat gloves on her hand.

Not long after the car drove out, she heard the sound of the heavy motorcycle behind her. After glanced at the rearview mirror, Li Zan drove over, as if she was walking in the same direction as her.

Song Ran took a deep breath and pursed her lips. When she walked to the intersection ahead, she happened to meet a group of military and civilians digging trenches to cross the road. Song Ran stopped the car in advance. The sound of the motorcycle's motor went from far to near, just outside her window and stopped.

Li Zan supported the ground with one foot obliquely, and crawled on the motorcycle slightly, waiting for the people to walk past. His fingers unconsciously fiddled with the handlebars.

Song Ran looked at the still wiper outside the windshield without squinting his eyes.

When the soldiers and civilians of the Eastern Kingdom passed by, they looked at Song Ran, the Asian girl, and they looked at each other curiously, and talked with a kind smile.

When Li Zan saw it, she turned her head to look at Song Ran. Her face was quiet, her cheeks were slightly red because of the crowd watching, her ears were stained with pink, and her lips were sweating.

Several locals saw Li Zan's military uniform and greeted him enthusiastically, celebrating the unstandard military salute.

The Cook Soldiers were very respected and popular in the Eastern Kingdoms.

Li Zan also smiled faintly at them.

Song Ran looked out the window and saw the smile on his side. The corners of his lips were not curved, but he was sincere.

He noticed something, and his eyes were about to move, and she quickly looked away from her eyes and looked forward. Her heart was pounding, for fear of being caught. There was no one in front of the car, so she rushed to step on the accelerator and drove past the intersection.

Four or five seconds later, the motorcycle behind also started and accelerated and rushed in.

Cars and motorcycles are driving rapidly on the empty streets.

Turning around and walking through the streets and alleys, the gunshots in the war zone in the distance became the background sound; there were only the roar of motorcycles and the sound of car tires rolling on the concrete floor on the street.

But the car is a car after all, and it is inevitable that it will be unstable under the highway. Song Ran turned over a bumpy road and did not accelerate anymore. He thought Li Zan would speed over, but he didn't. He drove side by side with her and arrived at the entrance of the battlefield hospital.

Song Ran's car was parked on the side of the road, and Li Zan's motorcycle stopped in front of her.

He pulled out the key, took off his helmet and got off the motorcycle, looked back at her and asked, "Is he sick?"

"No." She shook her head, "Come and interview."

"Um."

"And you?"

"Look at friends."

"oh."

He pursed his lips slightly unnaturally, nodded to her as saying hello, and turned around and walked towards the hospital.

Song Ran took his own things from the back seat and locked the car.

At the entrance of the hospital, injured people kept coming from the battlefield. Song Ran was used to this scene. She was here to interview Pei Xiaonan today. Although she had contacted many doctors without borders in the Eastern Kingdom, this was the first time she met a Chinese nationality. Coupled with the experience yesterday, Pei Xiaonan's story is worth writing.

She found out that Pei Xiaonan's ward was in the center where she walked over, and was afraid of seeing Li Zan in her ward. But she quickly gave up the idea, and this idea was too nonsensical.

The battlefield hospital was transformed from a former middle school, and the classroom became a ward, with one or two dozen beds placed in a room.

When Song Ran passed through the intensive care unit, he saw the injured person inside with broken arms and legs broken, and his face was beyond recognition, with painful wails and moans endlessly.

She walked quickly to the mild ward.

This is a little easier.

The trees outside the window are dense, and the breeze is blowing. The indoor ceiling fan is whistling and rotating, which is cool and ventilated.

Some patients were chatting, while others were resting.

Pei Xiaonan had gauze wrapped around her feet and sat on the bed to eat olive slices.

She was bored when she saw Song Ranlai, she generously showed her injured foot and said, "It's okay, don't worry, take a picture."

Song Ran naturally did not refuse and asked again: "Is your foot seriously injured?"

"How to say it," Pei Xiaonan smashed her tongue, "The little toe is gone. But it's a blessing. Fortunately, the man didn't aim, otherwise the bell would be able to hang a hole in his foot."

She was open-minded and calm, and Song Ran couldn't help laughing.

Pei Xiaonan knew that Song Ran came for the interview and told her her story without reservation.

It is said that the work is usually faced with wounded soldiers on the battlefield, patients infected with the plague due to their decreased resistance to hunger, and a large number of civilians injured in terrorist attacks.

"Ale City has a large population and terrorists often attack. I have died tens of thousands of civilians in the past six months, not to mention the injuries. Some time ago, when the government troops were weak, terrorists built strongholds in the northwest suburbs of Al. I wonder if this defense battle can clear them, otherwise it would be a disaster."

Pei Xiaonan also said that she did not have any great ideals to maintain world peace and save the people. She just because her boyfriend cheated on her junior sister in the same department. She suddenly wanted to change the environment and ran to Dongguo. As a result, she stayed there for more than half a year.

Later, in the battlefield hospital, she found that everything was pure, without background, no red envelope benefits, no intrigue, no medical blackmail, and no shady scenes in the hospital system. Everything returned to the most primitive and purest treatment and saving lives.

Pei Xiaonan touched the cigarette, remembered that she was in the ward, put it back, and sighed: "It's only here that I feel like a doctor, just a doctor. Do you understand what I mean?"

Song Ran nodded: "I understand."

He asked again, "But, will you be lonely if you have been here for so long?"

Pei Xiaonan was stunned for a while, then suddenly smiled lightly and said, "How could a person like me be lonely?"

She talked about her ambiguous experience for one or two and said without hesitation: "They are all very cute, but now they think about it, it's quite romantic. And I also discovered that my boyfriend used to be a scumbag. I mean combat power."

Song Ran naturally knew what this "combat force" meant and asked: "Is there anything that really touched you?"

The answer was to shake his head.

"The culture is different, it is difficult to touch the depths of her heart." Pei Xiaonan felt a little regretful, and a trace of loneliness flashed in her eyes, "But..." She suddenly bent her lower lip indifferently.

"What?" Song Ran asked.

She shook her finger lightly, but didn't answer.

Song Ran was about to ask something again, but saw Pei Xiaonan's eyes condensed. She brushed the broken hair in her ears, unconsciously sat up straight, her shoulders expanded, her chest was raised, and she adjusted her most confident demeanor and looked behind her.

Song Ran followed her gaze and saw Li Zan walking into the ward.

Her heart skipped a beat.

Li Zan didn't look here at this place, maybe she felt something, and her eyes swept over. A trace of his lips curled up, which could only be said to be a polite smile. He nodded to say hello, and then walked straight to a white man who was passing through the two beds. The white man had a blonde hair and blue eyes, with bandages on his arms. It should be his teammate.

Pei Xiaonan lowered his voice and said, "He is a mercenary in Cook's anti-terrorism armed forces. Only former special forces can be selected. It's very powerful. If you want to know this, you can interview him."

Song Ran said "Oh" softly.

She turned her head away and didn't look at Li Zan. But she forgot the question to be interviewed next. Her ears couldn't help but listen to him chatting with his comrades, as if discussing the injuries of another comrade.

Pei Xiaonan asked: "Where are you going in the afternoon? If there are still people in the hospital who want to interview me, I'll contact you."

"Thank you." Song Ran said, "But I'm going to the western suburbs to interview the children's bride."

"The western suburbs are a little messy, so be careful." Pei Xiaonan raised her eyebrows, "Don't be abducted by herself as a bride."

“I will be careful.”

As he was talking, Li Zan patted his comrades over there and got up and was about to leave. Pei Xiaonan noticed the movement and immediately called out: "Li Zan."

"Hmm?" Li Zan turned around.

Pei Xiaonan pointed at Song Ran and said, "This is Song Ran, a very famous war correspondent. If she has anything to interview, please help me."

Li Zan's eyes fell on Song Ran's face, and she smiled slightly, without expressing her opinion.

Song Ran smiled slightly and nodded at him.

He was about to leave, when Pei Xiaonan pulled the bag on the chair and said, "Wait a minute."

She took out something and hid it in her hand, got out of bed, jumped over with one foot, and stuffed it into his palm: "Thank you for your life-saving grace." After that, she jumped back with one foot.

Li Zan was holding a green apple in his hand and was stunned for a moment.

Song Ran looked away.

Li Zan came over and wanted to return it and said, "You are a patient, keep yourself..."

"If you give it back to me, I will jump and chase you out." Pei Xiaonan raised her chin, "I don't owe anyone a favor, I must thank you for saving my life."

"Okay." Li Zan weighed the apple and showed it to her, "Just treat this as paying off."

Pei Xiaonan saw him accepting the apple and smiled happily, but the next second, she felt something was wrong with his words.

Before she could think deeply, Li Zan did not stop for a long time and turned around and went out.

Pei Xiaonan saw Song Ran's expression stunned and misunderstood, saying, "He is a person who talks little and is not a familiar personality, so he looks cold, but if you want to interview him, he will help."

Song Ran smiled a little, and wanted to ask her how she met her. When the words were at the mouth, they felt that it was meaningless, so they swallowed it again.

After interviewing Pei Xiaonan, I got a lot of meaningful story information.
To be continued...