Wangxiang Terrace

Song Changan was conducting routine inspections as usual, when he suddenly heard a gunshot from the next ward.When Song Changan put on his clothes and came out from behind the screen, he saw that several Japanese medical staff were dead, and the remaining Chinese one was beaten unconscious.

Mingcheng endured the pain in his shoulder, beads of sweat slipped down, and the gun in his hand was facing the screen motionlessly.Song Changan and Mingcheng met their eyes, and the muzzle of the gun pointed at his eyebrows was also put down.

The Japanese gendarmerie guarding the hospital rushed up when they heard the gunshots. Mingcheng was seriously exhausted and still raised his gun to the door, blocking Song Changan behind him, only waiting for them to rush in.

On the contrary, the gendarmerie rushed to the door but did not take a step forward. Instead, they knocked on the door very respectfully and carefully to inquire.

"Miss, are you okay!"

Song Changan yelled at the door, "Go to the next door and have a look! Nothing can happen to Mr. Nantian's staff!"

Hearing the curses from the gendarmerie being rushed to the next door, Song Changan ordered them to report and seal off the hospital.

Mingcheng anxiously pulled Song Changan, but accidentally pulled the wound. Song Changan took him to his ward and applied medicine for him.

"Thank you, Chang'an."

Hearing Mingcheng's thanks, he noticed the gunshot wound on his shoulder, and thought of Xu He next door.Song Changan rushed downstairs like crazy in Mingcheng's astonishment.

Yoko Nantian's car broke down, and Aoki couldn't fix it no matter what, seeing that the poisonous bee was already a turtle in the urn.Yoko Nantian hesitated for a moment, then agreed to Minglou's invitation and set off in Minglou's car.

"Senior!"

As soon as Song Changan rushed down, he saw Minglou standing aside with a smile on his face, and Yoko Nantian had already opened the car door.

Looking at Song Changan who rushed out wearing only a thin hospital gown, Yoko Nantian frowned, a trace of displeasure and distress flashed across his face.Song Changan experienced a serious illness, and his body has not yet recovered, and he has lost a lot of weight compared to before.

Yoko Nantian closed the car door, walked to her car and opened the trunk, took out an officer-style overcoat, and put it on for Song Changan.

"Director Song is still sick, why did you run out?"

"Leader, wait a little longer, Aoki's craftsmanship is very good, just wait a little longer!"

Song Changan grabbed Nantian Yoko's hand, this action not only startled Nantian Yoko who was about to turn around and leave, but also surprised Minglou who was watching the play.

Although Minglou knew that the relationship between the two was close, he never expected it to be this far.Fortunately, he knows Nantian Yoko very well, she is a typical soldier, otherwise he must be nervous whether Nantian will change his itinerary for Song Changan.

The determined smile on Nantian Yoko's face made Song Changan froze thinking of that night like a nightmare.Seeing that Song Changan was still unmoved, Nantian Yoko patted Song Changan's hand and comforted him, "Don't worry, it's Mingcheng."

Song Changan let go of his hand in a daze, and when Nantian Yoko's car drove out of the hospital and disappeared, Song Changan came back to his senses and heard a sentence, "Don't worry, it's Mingcheng."

Minglou looked at Song Changan who was still standing on the stone steps with some distress. He stepped forward two steps to help Song Changan back to the ward, but Song Changan sideways avoided him.

"Why is Mr. Ming here?"

Minglou took out a small medicine bottle from his pocket and waved it in front of Song Changan's eyes, "Buy medicine for Manchun."

Song Chang'an sneered, "It turns out that your Ming family all rely on women's true feelings to complete their righteous deeds!"

Song Changan's sarcastic words fell into Minglou's ears a little bit, making people uncomfortable.But Minglou is still courteous and upright, "Since ancient times, loyalty and righteousness have been in a dilemma."

"If I could see that Mr. Ming was in a bit of trouble, I wouldn't have said those words."

Song Changan walked up to Minglou, looked up at Minglou who was much taller than her.

"From the very beginning, you didn't choose, but gave up. You gave up a girl who was affectionate but irresponsible because of you, your family, and your indifference. She walked to the devil step by step to keep warm."

Song Changan looked at the medicine bottle in Minglou's hand, "Her heart disease is serious, and an attack might kill her, but you still use medicine to induce it."

Song Chang'an turned and left, leaving a faint sentence, "The reason why you can still stand is because of the skin you are wearing."

When Song Changan returned to the ward, Mingcheng administered morphine for pain relief. Seeing that Song Changan's complexion was not good, he quickly helped her to lie on the bed.

Lying on the bed, Song Changan stared at the ceiling with empty eyes, "When you recognized me as my younger sister, and gave me food and playthings, you didn't know that Yoko Nantian put someone beside me, did you?"

For a long time, Song Changan did not get Mingcheng's answer.Turning his back to Mingcheng, "Let's go."

"Chang'an, you...you come home with me. Big sister, big brother, Mingtai, they..."

"She's my older sister!" Song Changan didn't want to hear Mingcheng's stumbling and feeble explanation, so he interrupted him directly.

Mingcheng's sound of closing the door was crisp, but not as crisp as Song Changan's heartbroken voice.She knows that love can make people fooled, but she didn't expect family affection and friendship to be able to do it.

I really met my sister in battle, Mingcheng held a knife, and I was that knife...

In the ward, the woman's low sobbing voice was very clear, and the trembling figure on the bed made people feel distressed.The woman couldn't restrain herself any longer, and burst into tears, tears slid down the corners of her eyes and wet the pillow.

When Song Changan saw Yoko Nantian again, it was in the morgue. The cold morgue made Song Changan's throat itchy, and he couldn't help coughing a few times.

Yoko Nantian is an officer, she is placed in the center alone to prevent outside spirits from disturbing her.Song Changan walked up to her, and slowly lifted the white cloth covering her body.

Yoko Nantian had already undergone the arrangement of the remains, Song Changan did not see the pair of eyes full of resentment, resentment and surprise in his memory.Song Chang'an used his fingers to carefully trace Nantian Yoko's eyebrows, and circled the hollow between the eyebrows.

"When you die, are you afraid?"

"I forgot, you are a loyal soldier of the Great Japanese Empire, and it is your honor to die in allegiance to the Emperor."

"But you should be afraid! If you are afraid, you will know how scared I was when the blood of those people splashed on my face! Only then will you know how scared those Chinese were when they were brutally tortured and killed by you!"

Song Chang'an pointed down, one, two...seven,

"When these seven bullets hit you, did you hurt?"

"You will know when it hurts. I am controlled by those murderous knives and guns. My hands and my heart hurt! Only then can you understand that watching your compatriots, family members, and friends die under your own hands, the pain in front of your eyes How much I will be hurt, how much the Chinese will be hurt!"

...

Song Changan suppressed his trembling voice and gradually calmed down.Looking at the envelope next to Yoko Nantian, Song Changan reached out to pick it up and opened it.

When he saw it, Song Chang'an's suppressed tears rushed out like a flood that burst a dike.Song Changan's eyes were blurred with tears and he opened his eyes wide, trying to see clearly the photo that was wrinkled by Nantian Yoko and drenched in her blood.

Song Changan rubbed her fingers along the edge of the photo. It was the lace that she saw with her own eyes. The faces of the two people in the photo under her fingertips were wet with tears and rubbed.But in Song Changan's eyes, they were still the warm and intimate sisters that night.

Song Changan always wanted to cover up the emotion that the one who died was the brutal and bloodthirsty Japanese army, the invaders!But she was also the only elder sister who cared and warmed her when she first came to this world.

In the gloomy morgue, the sound of the woman's mournful cry seemed even more terrifying.