The same heavy snow was falling on Shanghai, more than 300 kilometers southeast of Nanjing. The snow www.biquge.info so heavy that the windows of Gabriel's hospital were almost covered with snowflakes.

Captain Yoshino sat in the chair he used to sit in front of She's hospital bed in the intensive care unit, with his hands on his shoulders. On the hospital bed, his goddess, the "bride", and She Manshi, whose head was wrapped in thick bandages, were lying on the bed with their eyes closed, not knowing whether they were asleep or pretending to be asleep.

This time, Yoshino didn't look at his "bride" in a daze, but looked out the window at the snowflakes that kept falling.

For three days, he spent a day in She's hospital room every day, and then slipped back to his office to deal with work that should have been done during the day. Except for the doctors and nurses who came in to treat Sheh Manshi, change the dressing, and wipe her body, he would leave the ward for a short while, and he would accompany her the rest of the time, hoping to establish a relationship of mutual trust with her, or as he had privately planned, to establish a kind of attachment to her.

However, after three days, he had to admit sadly that the realization of this goal seemed to be far away - She Manshi simply ignored him! Lie in a hospital bed all day and close your eyes to recuperate, or just open your eyes and look at the ceiling and pretend to be an idiot. Even occasionally, when her gaze happened to meet him, it was with a strong disdain. Yoshino feels like a leper dog begging on the street in She's eyes!

In these three days, Yoshino talked about almost every topic that Yoshino thought might arouse the interest of the other party, from the "glorious prospects" of the "Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere" to the "sincere help" of Little Japan to Greater China, from the historical origins of the Tang envoys to the ambitions of Toyotomi Hideyoshi, and from the family background of She Manshi to the heavy snow outside the window. However, no matter how much Yoshino lived in vain, She Manshi just ignored him, and it was useless to even give a word of approval or disapproval - all her reaction was "no reaction"!

Privately, Yoshino thinks that She's reaction is normal, and it would be strange if she accosted herself—every agent who falls into the hands of the enemy will not answer the enemy, and if she does, Yoshino will feel hurt—the goddess in his mind is not the kind of despicable and shameless traitor!

However, Yoshino was still in a hurry.

Shogun Haruki's temper Yoshino knows best, and if he can't handle this within two weeks, Haruki will definitely change people unceremoniously. Yoshino wasn't worried that his influence in Haruhi would be bruised by this, he was worried about how his jackal-like colleagues would "convince" Sheh Manshi to work with the Mei Agency—they didn't care if you were a wounded! Torture methods such as tiger chairs, chili water, and electric chairs are Mei Agency's forte. The last thing he wanted to see, and what he feared the most, was that his colleagues would resort to the most vicious trick after trying to torture She Manshi but still failed to achieve their goal—sexual assault—yes, he had no doubt that his colleagues would do this, and he had seen their "masterpieces" more than once.

However, this is something that Yoshino cannot bear.

She Manshi is Yoshino's goddess, Yoshino's "bride", and Yoshino's forbidden belly, how can he let Shemanshi fall into the hands of Mei's own "animal-like" colleagues? Therefore, Yoshino felt that he had to hurry up, and in any case, he had to convince She Manshi to cooperate with him within the two-week deadline - yes, only with him, Yoshino himself.

Outside the window, the snowflakes are falling one after another, and the houses on both sides of the street are already dressed in white clothes.

However, there is one thing that Yoshino is quite satisfied with, at least today She Manshi did not call him a "dog" again, and did not mean to drive him out.

"Since she can tolerate my existence, it means that she is not completely resistant to me, and it shows that there is still hope for establishing a relationship of trust with her." Yoshino pondered in his stomach, "Now that there is a crack in the door, how can I open this door as quickly as possible?" Isn't it ......," he remembered the idea he had given to Shogun Haruhi in the first place, "well, it's time to try that idea!" ”

Thinking about it, a smile hung on the corner of Yoshino's mouth, and he closed his eyes and dreamed: "How nice would it be if she could walk with me in this beautiful snow?" ”

At this moment, on the second floor above them, just one floor apart, Dean Gurion was talking to a man covered in soot in a low voice: "He just sat there and watched her in a daze? ”

The man covered in soot was none other than Dr. Sparklin in the hospital. On the surface, the skinny Spartlin was an inconspicuous doctor, but in reality he was a key member of the Haganah, a Jewish resistance group in Shanghai. Don't look at his stature, but he was a boxer in his native Germany and had gained a lot of experience in fighting with the brownshirts. Moreover, because of his small stature, he carried out a number of special tasks for the "Haganah". It was precisely because of his stature that Dean Gurion arranged for him to sneak into the flue from the fireplace on the second floor today, and sneak to the fireplace in the intensive care unit downstairs to spy on the movement.

This kind of work was really nothing to Spartlin.

"There's no dialogue between them?" Although Dean Gurion had learned from the nurses in the intensive care unit that Sheh Manshi never bothered Yoshino, he still wondered if there would be a conversation between them when there was no one else.

"No, the Chinese woman didn't pay any attention to the Japanese, just like ...... It's like treating a leper dog on the side of the road. ”

……

On the mountain road of Caolianling in southern Shaanxi, everyone lifted the stone core to a slightly flatter place. Mr. Wang and Mu Yulu opened Shixin's medical box and began to prepare for Shixin's debridement and suturing surgery.

Mu Yulu was holding hydrogen peroxide outside, pouting and puffing, but there were crystal tears in her eyes. Jiang Lanping next to her peeked into her thoughts, and said to Shi Xin with a straight face: "You are really a person, why don't you pretend to be dead?" That knife stuck in you like a real thing, which frightened everyone, and caused Sister Mu Yulu to almost pull out the knife for you. Don't you think it's fun? At this point, she didn't show any mercy when she spoke.

Mu Yulu's head was buried even lower.

Shi Xin was very uncomfortable by Jiang Lanping's words, and quickly explained: "Things are not what you think. The knife almost stabbed me, if I hadn't dodged it so fast...... Actually, the knife just pierced my cotton clothes and pinned me to the ground, and I happened to be injured internally, and the fight with this ninja consumed a lot of my internal strength, so I just ...... Ahem...... He fainted for a moment...... I didn't expect Xiaolu's sister to ...... I'm really embarrassed...... Luckily, I was sober enough to ...... in time" (To be continued.) )