Beacon 1937

Evening, November [-], [-]

After the others left, Koji Ito sat gently on the edge of Ivan's bed and stared at him intently.

"Ivan... Abel..." He murmured softly at someone who would not respond to him now, as if it was a spell, a magic sentence, as long as he read it out, the person lying on the bed would wake up of.

His eyes are not as gloomy as usual, and he doesn't have much sense of sharpness. Just looking at the sleeping Ivan can make him relax.

"Alvin Abel..." He said the incantation again.

The thick and slender eyelashes of the American doctor remained motionless and he breathed evenly. Even a soldier like Ito Koji who did not understand medicine could see that his body was slowly improving.

"If you knew that I saved you, would you be grateful to me?" Ito Koji held up his right hand without a needle and looked at it... There are several thin calluses on the white and slender hand. This is a long-term At this moment, the hand holding the scalpel was smeared with bruises and pinholes on the back of the hand. After several days of continuous hanging of water, the back of the hand was bruised and cold.

"Mr. Frank Eliard will tell you what happened, but you won't be grateful to me, you certainly won't be grateful to me... You think I'm trying to pull you in, so you'll say I'm so courteous for that purpose. "Koji Ito said to Ivan like this, and felt quite happy, raised the corners of his mouth after thinking about it, and said, "You guessed right, I am indeed for this purpose."

He got up and walked to the bedside table, touched the exquisite ceramic teapot on it, and it was indeed still hot.The servants in Mr. Eliade's mansion are very dedicated, and the tea in the room is always warm.

He poured all the scalding high-quality black tea into the vacant washbasin, he didn't spare the pot of New Zealand black tea, then threw the towel in to soak it, and wringed it dry after the towel became hot. Apply it on the back of Ivan's bruised right hand.

Koji Ito's mother was weak, and he was always with her while hanging needles and water. He remembered that when he was a child, his father used hot compresses to remove bruises on the back of his mother's hands.

He held his palm with one hand, gently pressed the hot towel with the other, and stared at Ivan's thin face.

It's just that this kind of action seemed to freeze, and no one in the room spoke again.Koji Ito looked away until the towel gradually cooled down.Just as he was about to take off the towel, the fingers in his palm suddenly twitched.

He looked happily at the American doctor lying on the bed, and his fan-like eyelashes began to flicker slightly.

"doctor?"

Aiwen's blue eyes slowly opened and closed, and he heard him say weakly after several times: "Chen..."

"What?" The voice was so soft that Koji Ito had to lean slightly to listen.

"Chen... Yu..." Aiwen was obviously not fully awake yet, and he blinked slowly several times, and gradually his eyes were no longer blurred, "... Ito... Colonel?"

Koji Ito raised the corners of his mouth instantly, but those eyes turned back to their usual gloom.He found that the American doctor's first pronunciation after waking up was not his native language, but Chinese: "It's a great honor that you still recognize me, doctor. But...you seem to see me as someone else just now."

"..." Ai Wen remained silent and turned his gaze elsewhere.

Koji Ito didn't seem to care, got up and pulled the bell rope twice.Within half a minute, Butler Hall knocked on the door twice and opened the door.

"...God!" When he found that Ivan was looking at him with blue eyes, Butler Hall hurriedly closed the door and ran downstairs.

After a while, Frank, Xiang Yinglan, and Li Ran all appeared, and even Tanaka Hideichi who was ordered to stay downstairs followed.