Thinking of this, I looked at a glass of water and some pieces of bread on the table.

There was also a note, which read, "since you want to live so much, if you wake up, eat something and drink water, and don't run around. The bullet outside is not long. I can meet you once, but not the second time. "

Seeing this note, the cold face at night was stained with a trace of smile, which disappeared in an instant.

After drinking a little water and eating some bread, the man stood up to look for the medicine box.

I was also surprised to see that the wounds on my body had been treated and sutured.

Look at the technique of the wound suture. I'm very skilled. I'm not a stranger at all.

"Is she a doctor?" Yelan was puzzled. When she saw the pictures of the war on the other wall, she knew that the woman was a war reporter.

It seems that women who often go to the battlefield can even master medical skills.

Yelan rested in Wenzhi's place and waited all the time, but did not wait for Wenzhi to come back.

Just as he wondered if the woman had been shot through her head on the battlefield, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door.

Hearing the sound, yelan frowned and looked at the door warily. He stood up and pasted it on the wall.

He came yesterday without a gun, but the woman didn't take his dagger.

This meeting is holding a dagger in his hand and listening to the movement outside the door.

The footstep sound arrived at the door, accompanied by people panting, obviously fast and some hard work.

Wen weaves to the door of the house, deeply spit out a mouthful of turbid gas, she can really break the heart.

It was difficult to survive on my own, but it was very dangerous to come to this place to shoot.

You can't eat well, you can't sleep well.

The sound of explosions and gunfire could be heard in the distance at any time.

At present, this place is a safe area for the time being. Who knows how long it can be safe!

Just thinking, took out the key to open the door, holding a large bucket of water, and some noodles.

This large bucket of water is packed in plastic barrels with the lid screwed at one end.

She went to the relief station early today, but it was fragile.

A person received two catties of noodles back, along with her day's rush, put the noodles in the backpack, had been pressed thin broken.

Yelan doesn't know Wen Zhi, but now when he hears this voice and judges the sound of footsteps, the strength under his feet is relatively steady.

A reporter as a woman, although often run, but the footwall is not so stable?

Night LAN this can see a person open the door to come in, almost instantaneously stick the dagger in hand to the person's neck.

Wen Zhi is also a practitioner. After all, he runs in the battlefield. If he doesn't have a few moves to turn over, he will die.

It's not just that bullets don't have long eyes on the battlefield. In fact, what's more dangerous is war panic.

In times of war, everyone wants to live, so when there is a shortage of supplies.

It's normal that people are burning and robbing everywhere. Some people even organize to rob other people's food.

Wen Zhi is a Chinese and a war reporter. Others dare not touch this identity all the time.

It's a lot less trouble, but there are also some people who are not afraid of her identity and want to rob things.

In this way, if she had no skills, she would have starved to death even if she did not die under the bullets in the battlefield.

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