His Wife Calls The Shots

Another person added: "The captain is right. The religious beliefs here are particularly strong. Yesterday I gave a bag of rice to the people who fled. When they saw our clothes and knew we were from a foreign country, they immediately gave the rice. Throw it away, saying that we will not accept charity even if we starve to death. We treat our rescue as a sugar-coated cannonball. Once we accept it, it is a betrayal of faith."

After listening to their report, both of them were not very good.

Other things are likely to change. Religious beliefs are too difficult, but they are something deep in the bones.

For today's plan, the only way to work out the antidote is as soon as possible.

The topic then turned to the half-day yellow.

Black bear: "I asked the locals. They rarely see this herb. Even if they are lucky enough to see it, there are not many and no one has cultivated it. With all due respect, it is difficult to find large quantities of half-day yellow."

Qianmiao heard the words and fell into thinking.

Fengxian comforted her: "Don't worry, no matter how much manpower and material resources you spend, you will definitely find it, and no matter how bad it is, you can cultivate it."

Qian Miao also knew that there was no other way for the time being, and it could only be this way.

In the evening, they returned to the hotel.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw a lot of soldiers guarding the door, three times as many as yesterday.

Asked the waiter, they didn't know the situation, they only said that one hour ago, guards were added everywhere in the security area.

Back in the room, Qian Miao opened the window and looked out of the security zone.

At this look, I was shocked.

There are many patients neatly lined up at the entrance of the hospital, and everyone has more or less wounds on their bodies. They line up like well-trained soldiers and follow the instructions of a doctor.

The doctor was wearing a white lab coat stained with blood, and a pair of glasses were raised high on the bridge of his nose. There were bandages on his neck, and he was obviously injured.

But his spirit is not like the wounded, he speaks sonorously and energetic.

Qianmiao said to Fengxian: "They have been alienated, and they are propagating obedience."

She took off the hearing aid and relayed what the doctor said to Feng Xian.

Fengxian: "They want to attack this city."

Qianmiao put on the hearing aid and nodded: "Presumably the military department here has already known the news, so it will suddenly send troops to guard it."

Feng Xian frowned: "I will arrange for a plane to come over. You will return home first. I will wait for Tang Xiaoer here."

Qian Miao looked up: "Don't."

She sat down at will and analyzed: "Even if it is really head-on, you know that with my ability, they can't help me. What's more, in their cognition, I am a similar person to them. It stands to reason that I am not theirs. The target of the attack, it is more dangerous if you stay here."

Fengxian is silent.

Qian Miao shook his hand and said, "Isn't the last birthday saying that we should die on the same day? We should be together at this kind of moment."

These words eased the man's face a little, just a little bit.

He said: "What about the kid?"

Qian Miao looked down: "My month is not too big, I can protect them."

"For me, the best protection for you is to send you out of here."

He bowed his head, and slowly said, "Miscellaneous, listen to me. You can't reach thousands of troops here. Now it's not a personal battle. Besides, this is another country. We are from country G. It's not easy to interfere with them. Thing."

"As for Tang Xiaoer, I promise you that I will take him back. He has seen me before and he must recognize me, eh?"