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Zhu Nanjiang had a high fever in the middle of the night, and his wounds were swollen and raised, making him look like he was wrapped in a bright red net.

The blind man, for the first time ever, asked him what happened when he was administering the medicine.Blind men never take the initiative to ask questions, but this time the injury is too horrifying, it's not like being injured but being tortured.

"Sakura Akio hit it." Zhu Nanjiang didn't hide it from him, but he didn't intend to explain more.

The blind man wiped the wound medicine for him without saying a word, and suddenly stopped when he applied it to his thigh: "Third Master, why don't you go to the hospital."

"No, I'm going to the police station in a few hours."

"You have a fever."

"Is there any medicine at home?"

"There are anti-inflammatory drugs."

"Give me something to eat."

"Third Lord..."

"It's okay, it's not that I haven't had a fever."

Five hours later, Zhu Nanjiang showed up at the police station on time, but was found passed out in the office at noon and sent to the hospital.The doctor gave him an injection and added salt water, and the fever did not subside until evening, but he was still unconscious.

When Sakura learned about this, he went to the hospital in person, and saw that Zhu Nanjiang was indeed burned unconscious, so it is not good to say that he is passive and sabotage.

He thought he didn't exert much effort yesterday, and he was a very resistant bastard against the direction, but he suddenly became so weak for some reason.However, the doctor said that this was due to the high fever and shock caused by the extensive inflammation of the wound, and it was indeed pulled out by the belt.

Sakura pushed back the nurses and guards, bent down and picked up Zhu Nanjiang's hospital gown.The wound has already been smeared with potion, it is red, yellow and yellow, and it looks ugly.Then he took off his trousers. The place where the bushes used to be is now sparsely vegetated, like a chicken that has been plucked and not plucked clean.

"I don't want to eat a toast, I have to be honest if I know it hurts." Sakura sneered as he put on his underwear and covered him with a quilt, and suddenly remembered how he shivered when he stuffed pears into his body yesterday, so pitiful And sexy.

——Sluts also have things to be afraid of, just wait, if you don’t obey me, I’ll feed you something else!

Zhu Nanjiang lay in the hospital for three full days. On the afternoon of the third day, he went through the discharge procedures and returned to the police station.

Sakura Akio also said that he had learned his lesson, and planned to reform his facial cleansing and work actively, but in fact, he was in a hurry to see Wen Changling off at the pier.

The situation in Europe has deteriorated, and the isolated island of the Concession has long been precarious. People with a little foresight and connections are trying their best to get a boat ticket to flee south.

The Japanese are not stupid. They mainly monitor the major piers in the concession. Once they find that there are revolutionaries or suspicious elements on the blacklist who want to take advantage of the chaos and escape, they will immediately dispatch the police and gendarmerie to arrest them.The police station alone received four calls from the headquarters to search for people at the wharf in the British Concession this month.

So far, Zhu Nanjiang has not received any news about the Taiwanese smuggling ship docking at Siming Wharf tonight, but he is not sure if there will be sudden changes by then.Therefore, he decided to go to the pier early at night to guard. In case the gendarmerie came to intercept him, he would try his best to hold them back and let his brother leave safely.

It was just after seven o'clock in the evening when we arrived at the pier.The smuggling ship was expected to arrive at the port at nine o'clock, which was still early, and the warehouse was crowded with people waiting for the ship, but they were waiting for the Yu family's cargo ship that entered the port at eight o'clock.The boat was huge, and it was supposed to transport the private goods of the Yu family, but in fact, half of the space was reserved for factories and enterprises to transfer materials and evacuate refugees.

Zhu Nanjiang was hiding in the crowd in casual clothes, and suddenly saw a woman holding a child beside the wooden box behind the warehouse, with a dark brown shawl around her shoulders and a suitcase in one hand.

"Miss Han." Zhu Nanjiang squeezed forward, leaning on the cargo box pretending to be careless, "Going to Chongqing?"

"Director Zhu?" After a brief surprise, Han Xiangyue came back to her senses, and while looking around, she pulled the child in her hand towards her, "You are..."

Zhu Nanjiang was aware of the other party's vigilance, but he didn't care: "Don't worry, I'm not working today, I'm here to send a friend off."

"Is this the same boat?"

"No... just left." Zhu Nanjiang responded vaguely, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and looked down at the child in front of him, "Is this your son?"

"No..." Han Xiangyue saw him doing nothing, probably believed that he was not here to arrest people, "Mr. Yu's grandson."

"Miss Yu's!?"

Zhu Nanjiang was secretly surprised, because in the impression that Miss Yu's family was married but still young, she didn't know when she had such a big son.

"Come on, tell uncle how old you are this year?" He stretched out his hand to touch the top of the child's head, but the latter quickly turned his head away to hide, his small face was full of hostility.

"Hey! You have a big temper!"

"Don't tease him, the child is afraid of life..."

"Scared of life? Why can't I see it? He hates me!" Zhu Nanjiang withdrew his hand resentfully, thinking that this little boy had a delicate appearance, but his personality was not pleasing at all.

"Just you two? Where's his parents?" He took a puff of cigarette, then turned to face Han Xiangyue.

"Miss asked someone to pick up something, and I'll be back in a while."

"What are your plans after you get there?"

"Mr. Yu has already arranged a place for us, and the young master had been taken by the housekeeper at the end of last month. Originally, the lady should go with them first, but the situation in the Su family is not very good..."

"Little master?"

"Just turned one year last month."

Zhu Nanjiang came to his senses: "Ha! It's quite capable of giving birth!"

"Director Zhu..." Han Xiangyue was silent for a moment and suddenly said, "It's not that Mr. Yu doesn't trust you, he has his concerns and difficulties."

"I know."

"England and France are no longer good. Shanghai doesn't know what will happen next. You have to think about the future for yourself."

"Don't talk about me..." Zhu Nanjiang interrupted her with a light cough, "What is Mr. Yu's plan? He won't go with you."

"I persuaded him, but he said that he would wait until the next year to see the situation before leaving."

"What's the situation?"

"Traffic is inconvenient right now, so help me while the boat at hand is still available..."

"People are lucky! And this kind of thing doesn't need his old man to do it himself. It's important to save your life at critical times."

"It counts as much as you can transport..." Han Xiangyue sighed, "The family is very short of manpower now, and Steward Feng has gone to Chongqing in advance. Some things are indeed difficult to handle without Mr. Yu."

At this time, another woman in a dark gray coat rushed over through the crowd and stuffed a bundle into Han Xiangyue's hands: "Miss Han, I'm not leaving!"

"Miss!?"

"Mom..." The boy who had been standing by the side without saying a word suddenly said.

The woman squatted down and pressed his shoulder: "Xiaoyun, listen to Aunt Han's words after arriving in Chongqing, mom and dad will come to see you in a while."

"Mom..." There was a cry in the boy's voice, and he stretched out a hand to grab her sleeve.

Only then did Zhu Nanjiang realize that the other party was Yu Shankun's daughter Yu Baoqi.

"Miss, you can't stay! Mr. Yu told me to take you and..."

Yu Baoqi signaled her not to speak, then turned her head and hugged the boy into her arms and said, "Don't cry, Xiaoyun...you are already an older brother, have you forgotten what you promised your mother?"

"I haven't forgotten, I will... I will take good care of my brother..."

"And didn't Taoist Hua say that you will have a smooth life and be safe and healthy... Taoist Hua is the most accurate fortune teller, everything will be fine, and your parents will be safe too."

Zhu Nanjiang looked down at the two women and a child huddled head to foot, and suddenly didn't know what he was doing here.Idlely smoking a cigarette, he threw away the cigarette butt and said to Yu Baoqi: "Miss Yu, I kindly advise you, if you don't want Mr Yu to worry about it, you should leave quickly, the world is not peaceful, it's useless for you to stay as a woman. "

Yu Baoqi got up and glanced at him.Because of the dim light and the fact that he had never seen Zhu Nanjiang before, he didn't recognize who he was for a while, only that it was Han Xiangyue who came to see him off or his father's friend.

"Thank you for your kindness. I'm useless, but my father and husband need me."

Yu Baoqi still didn't board the boat in the end.

After watching the Yu family's cargo ship leave the port, Zhu Nanjiang got into the warehouse to rest.About half an hour later, the smuggling boat from Taiwan quietly entered the port. Because it was not a serious boat, it could only stay for about [-] minutes.

As soon as the ship docked, the workers waiting on the pier gathered at the door of the warehouse to carry goods, and lined up on the trestle with a large bag, among them were some "smugglers" who slipped onto the ship with their bags as a cover .

Most people who are in a hurry to leave Shanghai but can't get a boat ticket will adopt this method. As long as the boat and the wharf receive benefits, they will not embarrass them, and sometimes it is safer than a serious cargo ship.

Zhu Nanjiang hid in the shadow of the warehouse door and saw Wen Changling and several other men in long clothes going up the trestle bridge from a distance.

This night was extraordinarily peaceful, there were no arrests, no searches, and no extra noise.Several people quickly crossed the trestle bridge, and there were seven or eight "smugglers" behind them. Everyone moved forward in silence, fearing that the boat would leave if it was a second late.

Before boarding the boat, Wen Changling suddenly stopped and looked towards the pier, as if he was looking for something.Zhu Nanjiang raised his arm and waved at him, not sure if the other party saw it.

Two minutes later, the boat left the shore, and the man's shadow became smaller and smaller, gradually sinking into the darkness.

Zhu Nanjiang was still waving his hands, until his arms were so sore that he slowly lowered them and pressed them on his chest - there was a photo Wen Changling left for him next to his body.

After returning home that day, he found that the names of two people were written in ink on the back of the photo. The handwriting was a bit scribbled, but it was very beautiful.

Goodbye, brother.

Forgive me for not being able to go with you.

You said that the people would give me a fair trial, but I don't believe in the people. You said you would defend me, but I couldn't bear to let you defend me like this.The burden on me is too heavy, not only human life, but also many other things. I have no way to take them with you, let alone have the courage to persist until the day when the judgment comes.

You asked me to abandon everything and go to Chongqing with you, but I am still blind, and there are so many brothers who followed me through life and death.You often say that I don't understand anything, and they follow me who don't understand anything, so they don't understand even more.It was I who made them traitors and let them do harm to the world, and the crimes they committed should also be blamed on me.

Are you still willing to defend me like this?Even if you wanted to, can you defend yourself?

I'm afraid of losing you. If I'm doomed to lose after having you, then I'd rather stay at the moment when I'm about to have you.What about you, brother?If you knew you were going to send me to the execution ground one day, would you regret telling me that everything would be fine?

How can I bear to let you regret it?How can I have the heart...to let you live with the cold ashes?If it weren't for me, you'd fall in love with some woman normally, spend the rest of your life normally, wouldn't you?

You said you would come to me, and you didn't break your promise.

I've been waiting for you to pick me up, and here I am.

But brother, you still couldn't take me away.

I am not good, I rejected you.

……sorry.

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Quietly posted at a time when everyone should be busy... Countdown to the end 3 (There is an easter egg about "Yun Lian" in this chapter, I don't know if anyone can see it?????)