Sword of Death Camp

Chapter 46
She watched the god of death in front of her eyes stab a Japanese man to death with a bayonet, and then knocked off another Japanese man's skull with another shot. His brains were scattered all over the place, which was very cruel to the enemy.

Seeing that the women in the dressing room were about to perform martial arts on him, she broke out in a cold sweat and rushed over.

"It's okay, I called him, he can do something for me!"

The make-up artists in the dressing room stopped to crusade. After all, Yang Baiqian is a celebrity, and this dressing room was originally a special dressing room when she was there.

didn't say anything.

At this moment, Yang Baiqian rushed out immediately: "You guys go out first, my friend and I have something to talk about!"

Although the make-up artists, assistants, and costumes in front of me were also very curious, but since Yang Baiqian had spoken, it must be to talk about some more private topics, so they could only go out.

Even though I drive people away like this, they will definitely spread small stories about themselves when they go out, and they may even be photographed or gossip because of it.

But at the moment she couldn't care less, she drove the man out and closed the door, then quickly walked in front of Chen Shanhe, looking at him happily: "You are here again!
But this time, you came by yourself. Last time, you brought two devils with you. My life was almost over!
do you know?

After you left last time, I thought, since you can come for the first time, you can definitely come for the second and third time, as long as I wait, I can wait!

Now it really makes me wait again! "

After finishing speaking, she stretched out her hand to hold the hand of the Eighth Route Army Death Battalion soldier named Chen Shanhe in front of her, and sat down on a chair beside her.

When she reached out her hand, Chen Shanhe knew that he could avoid the opponent's hand countless times.

But he looked at the tall, fair-skinned, beautiful woman in front of him, and listening to what she said in a small milk voice, Chen Shanhe did not escape her grabbing hand after all.

Let the other party grab your hand and take yourself to a chair beside you to sit down.

"Chen Shanhe, I remember your name, my name is Yang Baiqian!

Really happy to see you again! "

Yang Baiqian felt very excited, very happy, very happy, because her guess was confirmed.

She guessed that since the Eighth Route Army soldier named Chen Shanhe in front of her could go through the first time, she must also be able to go through the second, third and even more times, and she used her as the anchor to cross.

In other words, this is not a guess but a prayer. Now, it is obvious that some unknown existence has heard his prayer.

After she finished saying that she was glad to see you again, she reached out her hand excitedly, wanting to shake hands with Chen Shanhe.

Chen Shanhe looked at her and smiled too. When he stretched out his hands to shake her, he looked at those white hands and felt that it was a bit abrupt, so he took them back and gave a military salute.

"Nice to see you again!"

Yang Bai smiled lightly and grabbed his lowered hand, held it and shook it: "I'm still shy!"

Chen Shanhe looked at the beautiful woman who was smiling and smiling, and his heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, but he shook his head to get all the thoughts out of his mind.

"I have a time limit for coming, and I need your help with something, can you help me?"

Yang Baiqian was unhappy: "Call me Baiqian!"

Then he quickly asked: "How long, what do you need my help for?"

Chen Shanhe replied immediately: "Okay, Bai Qian, there are still 81 minutes left, and I suffered a blow to the head, so I lost my memory.

I came here because I want you to help me find a doctor and see if I can cure my amnesia! "

"You lost your memory?" Yang Baiqian was surprised.

Chen Shanhe nodded: "Not long after I lost my memory, I fought a bayonet with a Japanese, and then rolled down the valley together and hit my head, so I don't remember the past.

I just remember that my name is Chen Shanhe, I remember that I am the Eighth Route Army, and I am a death camp, and I don’t remember anything else.

After returning from your place last time, your medicine is very effective. I was wondering if the doctor is also very good.

So what I'm thinking is if I can get the doctor here to look into my head and cure my amnesia! "

Yang Baiqian heard it, so why dawdle?
81 minutes?

Not even an hour and a half.

Yang Baiqian picked up her bag, pulled Chen Shanhe up and went out, opened the door of the dressing room, and saw a bunch of people standing outside, waiting to use the dressing room or waiting for her to come out of it.

When she pulled Chen Shanhe out, the look of holding hands caught everyone's eyes.

The assistant hurried over with the driver and reminded her: "Sister Bai Qian, let go of your hands first! It's not good-looking!
Spread the word, you can be on the hot search! "

Yang Baiqian ignored the assistant's advice and said to the driver, "Master Li, drive the car to the door, and we'll go home right away!"

Then he dragged Chen Shanhe, who was not used to it, to the door of Bayi Film and Television Base in such a grandiose manner.

Well-known actress Yang Baiqian grandly held hands with a co-star of the anti-Japanese drama, just like that, she walked towards the entrance of Bayi Film and Television Base, which attracted the attention of almost everyone who saw it.

But he didn't have to go far, the driver had already brought the car over, Yang Baiqian just pulled Chen Shanhe, who was feeling weak, into the car, and the assistant also got into the car.

"Sister Bai Qian, why don't you say anything to the director?"

Yang Baiqian flipped through the address book on the phone, and replied without raising his head, "Call the director for me. Anyway, my movie has already finished, so just say that I have to take a step ahead."

Yang Baiqian searched for a long time, but couldn't find the mobile phone number he was looking for, so he quickly dialed his father's number.

"Dad, Chen Shanhe is here again, yes, this is Chen Shanhe.

Do you know a brain expert, please come to your house for help?
It’s not that there’s something wrong with me, it’s that Chen Shanhe has lost his memory, and he wants me to help him find a doctor to treat him!
To take a film, go directly to the hospital, which hospital?
It's too far to go, and now there are only a little over 70 minutes!

I can't wait in line yet. I'm walking back from the Bayi Film and Television Base. Can I find a nearby hospital?

You take the expert from one end to this end, and I will take him to the hospital to take a film first! "

While Yang Baiqian urgently contacted the doctor's hospital, Chen Shanhe looked outside calmly. The nanny car in front of him, the smooth and wide concrete road outside, and the vehicles going back and forth on the road did not feel strange or novel. Because everything he saw and heard gave him a special sense of familiarity.

After Yang Baiqian contacted his father and asked him to find an expert, he relaxed, looked at Chen Shanhe, and suddenly wanted to tease him.

"Then according to what you said, the last time you came here, you just lost your memory, so why are you willing to put down the gun for me?"

Chen Shanhe answered as a matter of course: "I don't know, maybe I think I should do this, so I did it!"

The assistant girl sitting in the front row was wondering about her boss's nonsense.

But the driver, Master Li, pressed a button while driving.

　Thanks to the book friends: [Sitting on the edge of the cliff and listening to the sea] [Uncle Jerry] [Brother Manwu] [Fried dough sticks are delicious] 500 rewards each.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)