All gods, the lord who started with the bright sword

Chapter 227, madam, you don't want your husband to know...

"Doctor, doctor, save him!"

The soldier shouted and shouted silently, he was at a loss looking at the headless corpse on the ground.

Can a person live without a head?
Do you need to ask?
The sidecar motorbike drove out from the barracks, and a large number of soldiers ran out to surround the station, determined to conduct a blanket search to find the culprit.

The real culprit was standing next to the corpse, and asked hypocritically: "Miss Ling Zhiyu, why does he look like Kitahara-san?"

"It is indeed Kitahara-san."

Ling Zhiyu sighed lightly, feeling extremely complicated.

She didn't agree with Lieutenant Kitahara-san's views, and even hated Kitahara-san's act of killing civilians to vent his anger.

But when seeing Kitahara-san turned into a corpse, Ling Zhiyu felt pity in his heart.

In the final analysis, she is a Japanese, loyal to the emperor and patriotic, loyal to the Emperor of Japan, and loves the country of Japan.

She herself serves the empire, and those soldiers are also fighting for the interests of the empire.

Both are a screw on the war machine, but their responsibilities are different.

Ling Zhiyu didn't understand this truth yet, but Chen Hao, who was comforting her, had already figured it out.

People who have experienced the weakness of the country, the people being bullied, being discriminated against wherever they go, and being treated unfairly.

There are those who hate the country, and those who love the country even more.

The ass decides the head, one is born in China, if one wants to stand upright and not be looked down upon and bullied by people from other countries, then one has to contribute to the rise of the country.

When the country is strong, the people will not be discriminated against or bullied.

Chinese people and dogs are not allowed to enter, so they will not reappear openly.

Therefore, Chen Hao has always been committed to supporting the Eighth Route Army. A clean and capable Eighth Route Army is the future of the country's rise.

Glancing at the corpse on the ground from the corner of the eye, Chen Hao walked towards the barracks with Ling Zhiyu who was in a state of confusion.

He has long been displeased with Lieutenant Kitahara-san's speech and style.

As an animal of interest, Chen Hao didn't mind using it with a smile, and then killed the opponent with a backhand shot.

By the way, there is still the 120 million yen, which should be recovered.

The soldiers went out to search for the assassin, but the barracks was empty.

Chen Hao found it alone, where Kitahara-san kept ten boxes of treasures last time.Kitahara-san ordered the soldiers guarding the gate to have been called away to find the assassin.

Chen Hao swaggered in, opened the door and saw two wooden boxes on the ground.

The box in which you put your own money is too familiar.

He went up and opened it to have a look. There were 120 million brand new counterfeit banknotes, not a penny missing.

Randomly stuffing it into the space is equivalent to whoring ten boxes of treasures that the Japanese looted for nothing.

But Chen Hao is not going to go whoring for nothing.

The contents of those ten wooden boxes were not something a mere lieutenant could plunder.He heard some words from Lieutenant Kitahara-san before.

There should be middle-level officers at the level of major or lieutenant officer as shelter above, so that they can easily collect such a group in the occupied area.

Like a thief, Chen Hao rummaged through the house, and finally found a ledger as expected.

It recorded the quantity of things in Japanese, the approximate market price, and the most critical Kwantung Army garrison, Major Asano Jiro, the infantry commander.

Does a mere major have such an appetite?
It's not that Chen Hao underestimates people, the key is that he operated behind the scenes and killed many senior Japanese military officers.

Da Zuo walks all over the place, Shao Zuo is not as good as a dog, no matter what happens, only a major general and lieutenant general can be qualified for him to remember.

Now that I have to deal with a little Shaozuo, the gap in psychological expectations is too great, and I haven't changed it for a while.

But thinking that this mission was only aimed at a major, Chen Hao felt relieved.

What bike do you want!

The major is enough for the major.

"It's time to attack Ling Zhiyu next." Chen Hao walked out of the room and thought.

Thief Nine has already arrived, if he doesn't intervene, he will definitely go on according to the inertia of the plot.

Thief Nine tied up Ling Zhiyu and led the Japanese over.The Red Fourth Regiment of the Eighth Route Army came to support and fought a bloody battle to wipe out the Japanese army.

Then Ling Zhiyu fell into the hands of the Nine Thieves.

Although Thieves Nine didn't do anything to Ling Zhiyu, but Shao Zuo Sanada probably didn't believe it.

Would you believe that a bandit kidnapped a woman and rescued her a few days later, and the woman was not violated at all?
That's what Major Sanada thought.

But there is no Chen Hao here, can it work?
Absolutely not.

Ling Zhiyu was also the bargaining chip he used to beat Major Sanada, and he should be the one to cuckold Major Sanada.

In the ward area of ​​the military camp, the air was full of the smell of anti-virus alcohol.

Four or five hospital beds were squeezed into a small room.

When the wounded saw the beautiful female military doctor coming, he stopped moaning and gritted his teeth, pretending that he was a heroic man, and the little pain was not worth mentioning.

Or say that a man is a teenager until he dies!
"It's time for an injection. They are all very good western medicines. You will definitely recover."

Ling Zhiyu comforted the wounded soldiers, picked up the needle tube in the tray, and smiled slightly: "But it will hurt a little, can you bear it?"

The wounded soldiers were fascinated by her smile, like wild donkeys in heat, patted their chests to show their strength.

"The hail of bullets is coming, so what's the point of getting an injection?"

"Miss Doctor can't be considered a man even if she gets an injection and frowns."

"Okay, come one by one." Ling Zhiyu was much happier, getting along with the wounded soldiers was far easier than with Lieutenant Kitahara Sang.

She used a needle tube to draw out the prepared liquid medicine and gave injections to the soldiers one by one.

According to Yamamoto-kun, two injections a day can play a very good anti-inflammatory effect.With the infection under control, it won't take long for the soldiers to recover.

The medicine contained sedative ingredients, and the soldier who had just finished the injection soon felt drowsy.

A black shadow flashed by the bed, and there was a slight pain in his neck. Just as he was about to call for help, he found that his mouth was covered, and he immediately lost consciousness.

"Miss Ling Zhiyu, stop quickly, what are you doing?"

Ling Zhiyu, who was giving an injection to the last soldier, was startled by the voice behind him, and all the injection in the needle was pushed in, and the soldier on the bed couldn't help but groaned.

"I'm sorry, I was too reckless." Ling Zhiyu quickly apologized to the wounded soldier for his mistake.

Men always have a higher tolerance for beautiful women, and the soldier gritted his teeth, expressing that he didn't care.

Ling Zhiyu turned her head, only to find that Chen Hao had already arrived behind her, with an expression on his face as if he was about to eat someone.

"Yamamoto-kun, what's the matter, did something happen?" She asked worriedly.

Chen Hao picked up the medicine bottle from the tray, and asked Ling Zhiyu to come with him with a very serious expression.

After leaving the ward, facing the puzzled Ling Zhiyu, he asked very seriously: "Did you inject them with this medicine?"

Ling Zhiyu realized the seriousness of the matter, nodded and said, "That's right, Yamamoto-kun, is there something wrong, or did I do something wrong?"

Chen Hao stared at the other party, sighed deeply, and immediately made Ling Zhiyu feel bad.

"The medicine I gave you is very powerful, and you have to take a long time to inject it again, otherwise it will cause other bad symptoms, and it will be fatal if it is serious."

Chen Hao played off the bad news with a serious attitude, which scared Ling Zhiyu into a daze.

The teacher of the medical school once told her: The medicine can save lives if it is used well, but it will kill people if it is not used well.

So Ling Zhiyu has always been very cautious, and always follow the teacher's instructions.

For Chen Hao's medical skills, Ling Zhiyu admired him very much, and also believed in his means of curing diseases and saving lives.

So I never thought it was someone else's fault, but thought it was my own fault.

Ling Zhiyu hurried back to the ward to check, and saw that the wounded soldiers who had just been injected with drugs were foaming at the mouth and twitching all over their bodies, as if they were having an epileptic seizure.

"Yamamoto-kun, come and see, you save them quickly." Ling Zhiyu was so flustered that she was all over the place, and she was responsible for the horrible appearance of these people.

Witnessing with her own eyes that the person who was talking and laughing before suddenly turned into a ghost and ghost, she was completely terrified.

Chen Hao, who followed in, sighed in a pretentious manner: "When the effect of the medicine is strengthened, it is poison, and if it is not replenished, it will kill them. They are completely hopeless."

A needle tube that had just been injected with medicine lay quietly in the box in his personal space.

Ling Zhiyu still tried to rescue him, but found that he had rolled his eyes and was out of breath.

"It's all my fault. If it wasn't for me, they wouldn't have died."

"I'm not a qualified doctor..."

Ling Zhiyu's expression was in a daze, his body became weak, and his whole body fell into endless panic.

She blamed herself for all the crimes, thinking that she had harmed them.

Of course, it is not an exaggeration to say that, it was because of Ling Zhiyu that Chen Hao let these unlucky guys go on the road earlier.

He grabbed Ling Zhiyu's hand and comforted him: "Miss Ling Zhiyu, although you made mistakes, they are all dead, and no one can point out your mistakes."

"No, I did it, that's what I did, I can't deceive my heart."

"However, if it is known that your mistakes killed more than [-] wounded soldiers, you will be court-martialed, and your family will be ashamed."

Chen Hao's words hit Ling Zhiyu's weakness.

Her personal honor and disgrace are nothing. As the No. 30 sixth generation descendant of the Lingzhi family, she cannot let her family be ashamed because of herself.

Chen Hao put his right arm on Ling Zhiyu's shoulder, and continued to pursue the victory: "Your fiancé, Major Sanada Ming, will marry an executioner who killed dozens of people?"

Ling Zhiyu shook his head and cried softly: "No!"

The Sanada family would never allow a woman with a taint to marry into their family, which would bring shame to their family.

Ling Zhiyu was almost desperate, the family would be ashamed because of her, and her fiancé would not marry her.

She even had to go to a court-martial and stand trial.

In this way, it is better to die, all the honor and disgrace will disappear, and the family's face can be preserved.

Just when Ling Zhiyu's whole heart was wrapped in the haze, a ray of sunshine penetrated the haze, illuminating her mood.

"Miss Ling Zhiyu, I can help you."

Chen Hao's words attracted her sparkling eyes: "At the moment, only you and I know about this matter, if I help you hide it, no one will know about it.

You are still the beautiful military doctor with a benevolent heart, and your family will not be ashamed, nor will your fiancé break off the engagement.

how about it? "

Ling Zhiyu's heart is at war between heaven and man, on one side is the honor of her family and fiancé, and on the other side is her moral bottom line.

She has already killed so many people, how can she act as if nothing happened and pretend that nothing happened!
Seeing that Ling Zhiyu was still hesitating, Chen Hao raised his eyebrows and complained in his heart: "This damn moral bottom line, she won't want to admit it, is she willing to take the blame?"

After all, women are more timid, and it is instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

After this kind of scaring, ordinary women have long lost their minds, and they will do whatever he says.

Who would have thought that there would be someone who had a bottom line, so he hesitated.

Chen Hao decided to add fire to Ling Zhiyu's description of the social death that would result from admitting that she did it.

"You will be taken away and your name will be in the newspapers and known to hundreds of millions of people across the country.

People will curse him and call you a bad woman.

A traitor, a traitor,
On the day you are judged, countless people will come to watch, and the judge will convict you, and most likely you will be sentenced to death.

The angry crowd will throw rotten leaves and rotten eggs at you.

The reputation of the family will be nailed to the pillar of shame. Whenever you are mentioned, your family will be mentioned. How could such a woman be raised?
Your fiancé's family will also be implicated by this. They avoid you like the plague and deny any previous marriage contract.

You will be hanged in the midst of people's abuse and insults, endless pain will come, and your young life will be over.

All because of your small mistake, and your poor self-esteem, stubborn unwillingness to accept my help. "

Halfway through Chen Hao's speech, Ling Zhiyu was already sobbing, and when she heard the end, her whole body was trembling.

This is too cruel for a young and beautiful girl.

"Don't say any more..."

Ling Zhiyu's face was covered with tears.

One option is to live in peace, and the other option is equivalent to stepping into hell.

Having been completely dismissed by Chen Hao, out of fear, Ling Zhiyu agreed to his approach.

Checked the breathing of all the wounded soldiers, and gave the last breath to those who hadn't had time to give an injection to crush the throat bone.

Asking Ling Zhiyu to go to her place, Chen Hao closed the door and put his hand on the woman's shoulder: "Madam, you don't want your husband to know about this, do you?"

Ling Zhiyu suddenly came back to his senses and realized that something was wrong: "Yamamoto-kun, what are you going to do?"

"I helped you with this matter, and only I can help you. Once it is publicized, think about the consequences I described to you before."

The corners of Chen Hao's mouth curled up and his eyebrows raised: "So, you should repay me, shouldn't you!"

Ling Zhiyu is still a big girl with yellow flowers, and she doesn't know much about the affairs between men and women.

At this time, Chen Hao made a move, and it was almost clear, and he realized it belatedly.

"Daddy Ami."

"Yamamoto-kun, don't act like this, I can repay you in other ways."

　and also……

　　
　
(End of this chapter)