Under the white cloth was a young man, who looked to be only twenty-four or five years old, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as if this death was a real relief for him.

The white cloth slowly peeled off, revealing a body covered in scaly wounds, whiplashes, burns, and knife wounds.

All kinds of scars are all over the body, and it is difficult to find a complete piece of skin on the pale green skin.

The fatal wound is a penetrating wound to the heart that is placed from the back to the front.

Looking at the scars all over his body, Xu San suppressed the angry heart with a long breath, and after it stabilized, he grabbed the joints of the general teacher and moved for a moment, and then asked, "It's been two days since I died?" ”

Hua Zejin nodded slightly, and her faint tone seemed to be explaining, "The eight roads executed the day before yesterday were specially applied for Dong Jinbao's surgery. ”

Xu San smiled, with an indescribable bitterness in his smile, "He is the eighth way, Dong Jinbao is also the eighth way, they are comrades-in-arms, to a certain extent, they can be regarded as helping each other, and the comradeship is deep." ”

In fact, Hua Zejin did not have a living person to practice, which made Xu San quite gratified, because he didn't know if he would be angry after seeing a living person lying on the operating table during the operation, and whether he would be seen through his disguised identity.

The palm of his hand slowly swept over the cold corpse, and finally stopped at the pair of dead eyes, stroked it gently, and said silently in his heart, "Comrade, your sacrifice will not be in vain, in a few years Dongying will surrender, and in a few decades, we will be able to completely obsolescence and a peaceful life!" Trust me because. I come from the future, from that peaceful future. ”

The teacher's eyes were tightly closed under Xu San's touch, and his smile seemed to change from relief to serenity.

The nurse pushed the work cart, Hua Zejin entered the main knife position, Nanako stood opposite her, and Xu San stood beside Hua Zejin, reached out to pick up the bone saw, and said, "Should I come for the physical work of craniotomy?" ”

Approaching seven o'clock, after more than five hours, Hua Zejin and Nanako finally completed three rounds of "surgery", and basically completed the preliminary run-in.

After the end of the third time, Nanako finally couldn't hold on, sat on the ground with one butt, took off the mask and began to gasp for breath, at this moment her legs were almost unconscious, the brush clothes had been wet with sweat and stuck to her body, and the seductive curve made Xu San couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

Xu San also wiped his sweat, although he was the second assistant and almost didn't need his hands, but the tense atmosphere in the "operation" also made him extremely tired.

Fan the wind with his hand and said, "Is this operating room too hot, is this temperature the most suitable temperature for surgery?" ”

Hua Zejin nodded, walked to the side and began to record the run-in process in his notebook.

After writing a few words, he glanced at the thermometer and said, "It's a bit high." ”

"Then how about I arrange for someone to bring some ice cubes over tomorrow to cool down?" Xu San asked.

"Yes, yes!" Hua Zejin said lightly, and then continued to bow her head and write notes.

About half an hour later, Hua Zejin's notes were sorted out, he turned to Xu San and said, "Conan-kun, there's nothing to do with you here for the time being, you go back first, have a good rest, and come to my office before nine o'clock tomorrow to find me." ”

"Okay!" Xu San agreed, holding his sore knees and standing up, "Do you need to bring you breakfast?" ”

"No!"

"I want big meat buns."

When Xu San walked out of the operation, it was already completely dark, and he looked at his watch, it was almost eight o'clock.

Looking at the Army General Hospital at the moment, it can be said that the lights are bright, the inpatient department is even more overcrowded, the beds are tight, and you can even see through the window that there are many temporary beds in the corridor.

Seeing this scene, Xu San's somewhat impetuous heart finally calmed down a lot.

It seems that the results of the Battle of the Hundred Regiments are not small, and so many seriously injured officers have been treated here in just six days.

I suddenly felt a little beautiful in my heart, and wondered if I should sneak into the kitchen and give them some laxatives, so that they could be injured and injured, maybe a few more could be killed under serious injuries?

However, in the end, Xu San still dispelled this idea and did not choose to start.

Because this time has passed, even poisoning will not cause large-scale damage.

There is another point, Xu San has not much medicine on his body, not enough for him to poison a large area again.

Li Si is still undercover in Heifeng Village now, and he can't replenish it, which makes Xu San have a little scruple when he uses medicine, and he doesn't dare to work hard, especially since there is only one person left in the corpse water.

Thinking of the corpse water, Xu San felt the need to entrust Li Si's master to make a few more bottles.

In the shadows, Kurosaki slowly revealed his figure, silently following Xu San about three meters away, showing that I didn't know him.

I didn't drive today, so Xu San and Kurosaki kept their distance and walked back to the office.

As soon as he came out of the street, Xu San's stopped and frowned slightly.

The door of the office was not closed, and it was now half-open and half-open, revealing a gap more than one person wide.

It stands to reason that at this time, Wang Zhenzhen should have gone home from work, closed the door and left.

But now it's dark, but the lights aren't on, and the doors aren't closed.

What's going on?

Overtime?

Xu San secretly guessed Wang Zhenzhen's movements in his heart, and his steps slowly moved forward, while speeding up to practice qi decision, expanding the scope of the circle, and preparing to deal with emergencies.

Gently pushing open the door, there was no one in the room.

In the dark room, you can vaguely see that there is manuscript paper on Wang Zhenzhen's desk swaying in the wind, because it is pressed by the inkwell, the manuscript paper flips up and down, making a "swish" sound.

Xu San walked to Wang Zhenzhen's desk and found that the desk was a little messy, which was different from her usual habits.

Reaching for the press release she had written, she found that the last word was only half written.

I put down the manuscript and looked around, and found that there was no trace of a fight around.

Wang Zhenzhen takes her work very seriously, and if she is not in a hurry, she will never throw away the work at hand in a hurry.

Turn on the lights, beckon Kurosaki in, and tell the strangeness of the room.

After hearing this, Kurosaki immediately squatted on the ground to carefully observe the footprints on the ground, and after looking at it for a while, he said, "There are not many footprints on the ground, one big and one small, the big one should be a woman's, the small one is wearing straw sandals, it should be a poor child who is too far away." ”

After listening to Kurosaki's words, Xu San immediately squatted next to him and carefully identified the footprints on the ground.

After looking at it for a while, he saw the large and small footprints. (End of chapter)