No matter how others persuaded her, Wen Lan had already made up her mind.

Lin Nianhe and Wang Shumei couldn't be persuaded to do anything, so they had to silently start to help her prepare her luggage.

Wang Shumei sewed a small pocket in each of her clothes, and the pocket contained five hundred dollars in cash.

"Don't open it when you wash clothes, I've tried it, and you can use it when you wash it, but you should be light, don't break it...... If you lose your wallet, you don't get in the way, you can get the money back anyway...... If you come across a robber or kidnapper, ask him to call home......

Wang Shumei frowned and instructed word by word.

"You may not be able to get through when you call home, you have the Shen family's number firmly memorized, and if the phone at home can't get through, you will call the Shen family." Lin Nianhe interjected, and was a little uneasy, "Forget it, I'll go get a ballpoint pen and write the phone number on my clothes."

Wen Lan: "......"

"Melon girl, don't sneer at my good clothes!"

She glared at them, "Why don't you two hire me two bodyguards?"

Lin Nianhe's eyes lit up: "Hey, don't say it, don't say it!" I remember that Vladimir had a group of brothers who carried AKs, and I gave him a call!"

Wang Shumei patted Wen Lan's thigh: "Yes, yes, Nianhe, go quickly!"

Wen Lan: "......?"

"Don't you two think that if there really were such a bunch of people around me, the goal would be bigger and clearer? When the time comes, what will happen to the guys who will treat me as a raider?"

"Uh......"

Not to mention, it really makes sense.

Lin Nianhe retracted his steps and frowned worriedly: "What should I do then?"

Wang Shumei: "How many less?"

The back of Wen Lan's head hurt, she dragged Lin Nianhe to sit beside her, and held Wang Shumei's hand, who was still patting her thigh, in the palm of her hand.

The three hands were clasped together, and Wen Lan felt that their hands were cold.

She sighed lightly and said, "Don't you two think that if someone kidnapped me, wouldn't it be the kidnappers who were even more unlucky?"

"Uh......"

Just imagine, the kidnappers died in the smoke and kidnapped a girl, and it turned out that the girl was a reporter, and she was a very good reporter.

It's unfortunate to think about.

But it did not prevent Lin Nianhe and Wang Shumei from still not having the slightest optimism.

Not only is it not optimistic, but there is no way to break the game.

"Forget it, let's not mention this yet."

Lin Nianhe remembered what he was doing when he came here and decided to do the right thing first.

She gave Wen Lan a bag of medicine bottles tightly wrapped in oiled paper and plastic: "Here are cold medicines, anti-inflammatory drugs, painkillers, antipyretics...... The usage, dosage, and symptoms are all written on the medicine bottle, and you take it."

"There are also some vitamins, you can't eat well and sleep badly outside, you take a little vitamin every day, don't make night blindness."

These medicines are all in Lin Nianhe's space inventory, and most of them are better than the current medicines, so she removed all the pills and stuffed them in the medicine bottles, bringing as many as she could to Wen Lan.

"Okay." Wen Lan nodded, took the medicine and put it aside.

Lin Nianhe hesitated for a moment, but still instructed, "Although I have prepared a lot of medicines for you, you should keep at least one bottle of each for yourself, and don't give it away as soon as your brain is hot."

"Good, good."

"Remember? Don't deal with me!"

"Remember!" Wen Lan pointed to Fang Liang, "I swear to Fang Liang, whether it is medicine or food, I will definitely leave a bite for myself, okay?"

Lin Nianhe replied in a low voice, leaning on Wen Lan's shoulder in a bad mood.

"Don't make it like life and death." Wen Lan rubbed her head, rare gentleness, "Maybe I'll be back at the end of the year, you see, Su Yuncheng went to fight before, didn't he come back in more than two months."

Lin Nianhe sighed silently.

The battle was indeed fast, but where Wen Lan was going...... She also checked the information last night, and the war has been going on for eight years.

Wen Lan walked,

It's good to be back in a year and a half.

With her temperament, she may not be able to withdraw if she withdraws.

"No matter what, you must pay attention to safety outside," Wang Shumei wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes, looked at Wen Lan and said, "If you lack something, tell us something, and we'll find a way."

"Okay—got it—"

Wen Lan couldn't remember how many times she had said these four words in the past two days.

She is actually a little scared, but she wants more people to know the truth than fear.

"Nianhe?"

Su Yuncheng's voice came from outside the hospital.

Lin Nianhe answered, wiped away his tears and walked out of the door.

"What's wrong?"

She didn't have much energy, and asked wiltedly.

Su Yuncheng looked at her like this, and knew that he had come to the right place.

He said, "Wen Lan is here, right?"

"Hmm."

"Come with me." Su Yuncheng said.

"Huh?" Lin Nianhe was puzzled, "Why are you going?"

"You'll know when you get there."

The corners of Su Yuncheng's mouth raised slightly, signaling that she didn't have to worry.

"Okay."

Lin Nianhe had complete trust in Su Yuncheng, and when he heard him say this, he went back to the house and called Wen Lan and Wang Shumei to follow him.

Su Yuncheng drove the car for a long time and took them to the shooting range.

"I applied for it," Su Yuncheng handed Wen Lan a pistol, "training the basic qualities of war correspondents."

Wen Lan was shocked: "Me? Practice this?"

"There's nothing more useful than this." Su Yuncheng said, "I'll teach you."

Before Wen Lan could react, Lin Nianhe and Wang Shumei were excited: "Yes, yes, yes! You practice well!"

Wen Lan blinked and took the cold pistol.

Su Yuncheng's teaching was quite strict, starting from the gripping posture, he was stunned to let Wen Lan hold the pistol first and stand in a standard posture for an hour.

When practicing the pose, he was not idle, and all kinds of knowledge were told in one go.

This includes, but is not limited to, reasonable avoidance of the drop point according to the trajectory of the ballistic, a hundred ways to find a safe bunker, and how to save oneself when a tank is close to it...... All are valuable lessons from veterans.

Hearing this, Wen Lan's blood was boiling, and she had the urge to abandon her pen and follow Rong.

Not far away, Wang Shumei sat on a small pony and sighed, "It's been five years, and it's the first time I've heard Su Yuncheng say so many things at once."

Lin Nianhe: "Don't talk about you, it's my first time."

Su Yuncheng tried his best to tell Wen Lan everything he knew, and some of the key points were even repeated three or four times.

Wen Lan listened very carefully, imprinted word by word in her mind.

These are all life-saving skills, you must keep them in mind!

At the end of the hour, Su Yuncheng began to teach Wen Lan how to aim and let her practice target shooting.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Wen Lan fired three shots in succession.

Three shots off

Target.

Sister Lan was shocked: "Impossible, right? I'm aiming!"

Su Yuncheng didn't feel strange at all, and said calmly, "The first time, it's normal. Sharpshooters are fed bullets."

Then he changed his words: "I forgot to tell you that all the bullets you use are borne by you."

To put it simply - just hit casually, but ask for money.

Wen Lan took a deep breath.

"Bang!"

Nine Rings.

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