The sudden accident startled Federo, and when he saw his wife lying motionless under the stairs, he quickly called the maid to take her to the hospital. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info looked at his wife with a weak breath on the stretcher, and he was also in a complicated mood - not only a little guilty, but also a headache for adding to the incident.

Federo did not follow him to the hospital, and after sending Mirta away, he hurriedly ran back to his bedroom to find an encrypted radio station and communicate with the outside world in the form of code words - Mirta was unexpectedly admitted to the hospital, and the operation had to be suspended.

After a while, the station received a simple numerical reply. Federo found a codebook to compare, and the number meant ......, 'Got it'.

"Fuck, you all look down on me." Federo was furious, he felt like he had been fooled at random. When he was recently contacted to rebel, he was given the task of finding a way to pull his wife Mirtar into the water.

The Aurora Legion exercises strict military management over the territory under its control, and all personnel and material flows are strictly registered. The leaders who plotted the rebellion behind their backs had to find another way if they wanted to succeed.

It's easier to deal with people, and there are still a huge number of displaced people outside Havana. But to mobilize these people, it will take a lot of supplies. But the end times are not the era of casual phone calls and someone will deliver them to your door.

It is very difficult to get a large amount of food and medicine within the Aurora Legion. Mirta, who is in charge of the 'Cat's Paw Club', has the ability to receive a large number of mobile people every day, and it is not easy to be discovered. But now this task was easily messed up by Federo.

Hiding the radio again, Federo kept pacing around the room scratching his head. He wasn't worried that his wife would betray him when she woke up, Mirta was not only a shrewd man, but also a very soft-hearted person. He felt that he only needed to coax him in two days and admit his mistake.

Federo's concern is what he will do next?

Mirta, who was taken to the hospital, woke up alone on a stretcher in an ambulance, and she could hear the whine of the horn, the pain of being pushed down the stairs, and the whispers of the medical staff in the car.

"She's the 'Black Veil Lady' who is talked about behind the back of men?"

"That's right, it's the proprietress of the 'Cat's Paw Club'. Pretty good figure, right? ”

"What's the use of being in good shape? You look at her face, the scars on her face are horrible. I now know that she is wearing a black veil not to pretend to be mysterious, but to hide her ugliness. ”

The words were heart-wrenching, and Mirta felt panic for no apparent reason. She endured the pain and raised her hand to touch her face, and the black veil that had been covering her head was gone.

"Give me back my veil." Mirta was crying in a hurry, she could work hard, she could carry infamy, but she didn't want people to see her face.

A crumpled veil was thrown onto Mirta's chest, and she tried to open it to return to its original shape, but her trembling hands were clumsy and unable to complete the simple movement. Seeing that she was so embarrassed on weekdays, the people in the ambulance let out bursts of ridicule.

Mirta really couldn't help crying, she covered her face with her veil indiscriminately, her shoulders sobbing silently.

Within the Aurora Legion, treatment is determined by rank, and Mirta was sent directly to the senior ward after arriving at the hospital. She covered her face the whole time, even when the doctor was treating her.

Finally, Mirta was moved to the hospital bed, and a nurse grabbed the water cup and medicine from the medicine tray with a blank face, and handed it over, saying: "You have a little concussion, some holes in your hands, feet and face, everything else is fine, you will be fine in two days." Now take some pain and anti-inflammatory medicine. ”

Mirta took the glass of water and the medicine and drank it in one gulp, and continued to collapse on the hospital bed looking loveless. The nurse put away the medicine tray and asked coldly, "You value your beautiful appearance very much, don't you?" ”

Mirta replied dumbfoundedly, "My figure can make a man fall under my skirt, but my face can scare a man into running away." So I don't have any pretty looks anymore. ”

The nurse reached out and tried to lift the veil that Mirta had haphazardly covered her face. Mirta hurriedly stopped: "Don't, leave me some last dignity." ”

The nurse sighed, "The person who brought you here described the horrible scar on your face. Who made you like this? ”

Mirta didn't speak, just stunned.

The nurse continued: "Maybe you're worried that some rumors will hurt your reputation, but now you can rest assured. Tonight, no one dares to tell your jokes. ”

"How is that possible?" Mirta reacted quickly this time, "Those who see my face will definitely spread the word that I am ugly like a banshee. What reputation do I have for this? ”

"Hahaha......!" The nurse chuckled, "You're so weird, people say you're seductive and, and you don't care all the time." Call you ugly, but you really care. But ......, I'm also a woman, but I can understand you.

By the way, my husband once said. If you want to talk about who is the most low-key in the legion but can't be provoked, you are the first. ”

Mirta turned her head strangely and asked, "Are you ......?" ”

"My name is Tania, and my husband is Zhang Hong, the battalion commander of the 1st Guards Battalion. He travels with the Legion Commander and always knows something special. I asked him why you can't mess around, but he wouldn't. But I kind of understand the reason today? ”

Ever since Federo was repaired like a clown, Mirta has extinguished all her ambitions and just wants to live in peace in the last days. Working hard, suffering stigma, being cautious, it doesn't matter, she's already more comfortable than many people.

But Nurse Tanya's words made Mirta herself a little curious, and she asked, "What the hell is wrong?" ”

Tania smiled slightly and asked rhetorically, "Do you have a good relationship with Captain Hugo?" ”

Mirta froze, her mind recalling a lot of the past more than a year ago. At that time, the cataclysm had only happened for two or three months, and the nuclear bomb had not yet washed the ground, and everyone felt that there was a great opportunity hidden in the chaos. Hugo traveled from New York to Guantanamo to tease her.

"I was in contact with it, but now it's ......." Mirta felt that her family must have been put into a separate book, blacklisted, and it would be difficult to turn over forever. In the year after the rectification movement, she never had contact with the upper echelons of the legion, let alone the dignified corps commander.

But Tania continued to laugh and said, "Not long after you were admitted to the hospital, we received a call from the Legion Commander. He asks about your condition and asks for the best possible treatment. After the phone hung up, the people who were still talking about you behind your back all shut up, and no one dared to talk nonsense anymore. ”

Mirta felt her heart slammed into her heart, her muscles trembled slightly, her spirits lifted, and her whole body seemed to be soaked in hot water. She hesitated for a moment before asking, "Really?" Does that guy remember me? Shouldn't he be so disgusted with me? ”

Tania shrugged her shoulders and said she didn't know about it. She continued, "Can you tell us why you got hurt?" Your servant said you fell down the stairs, but I always felt that you didn't fall on your own. ”

Mirta was speechless for a moment, and her heart was suddenly extremely entangled - should she say it or not? What will be the result after that?

Obviously he had given up his ambitions, and he had not had the idea of competing for fame and fortune for a long time, but at this moment, Mirta's brain was activated again.