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Chapter 115 Seeing a little red again

I suddenly felt inexplicably irritated.

In order to divert my attention, I began to think about business. For example, once I was hospitalized, no one took me in the fourth company. However, if it only took a few days, the old farmer should be able to manage the troops well.

Speaking of which, in this incident, the old farmer also made a lot of money. Ordinary soldiers can only earn one yuan, two cents, five cents, and this job is not available every day. He is responsible for supervising the worker and can earn five yuan a day, and he has it every day. These days, he has earned at least fifty yuan.

Of course, he definitely earned less than me. Jia Long gave me a lot of money, and it wasn't that what he wouldn't be returned to him. Damn it, this guy caused me so much injury, so he just thought it was a compensation for medical expenses.

Ah! By the way! I forgot to tell Bi Jin that the family is going to stop!

The Bi family is a businessman, and there are many shops at home, maybe there are hotels, stops and so on! Even if there isn't, it's not bad to ask him, and maybe he can avoid detours.

And...and...

"Oh, it's quite leisurely."

"Wow!"

The cold female voice suddenly appeared beside the bed, which scared me. The guards outside the door heard the sound and immediately opened the door to check the situation. The moment they opened it, I had already recognized a little red sound, but it was too late to stop them from coming in.

Fortunately, he was petite and could hide himself by squatting behind the bed. In order to cover this guy, I could only sit up with a gritty bullet and squeeze out an apology smile at the guard.

"That... I'm sorry, my back was itchy just now, and I reached out to scratch it habitually, but it turned out to hurt myself... Haha... Actually, it hurt so much that it didn't hurt much, just scared myself... Oh, this... I went out and walked away, and forgot that I was injured. It's so embarrassing... Haha... I won't do this next time, please trouble you... Hahaha..."

The guards looked at each other and smiled helplessly. The leading lieutenant, who had spoken to me before, told me that he would do his best to help me solve any problems if necessary.

I thanked him, and he shook his hand indifferently, then left the room and gently closed the door.

I waited for a while before turning around, leaning against the hospital bed in a very low voice, curled up on the ground and said.

"Sister, why are you here?"

"Can't I come?" Yihong turned his head and looked at me with a cold look and said, "Or, if I'm here, it's not convenient for you to hook up with a nurse?"

"No! I mean, how did you come in?"

The red dress is exactly the same as when I saw her last time. There are guards at the door, and only windows can be found. The ward I am in has only one window, and the street is outside the window. The exterior wall of the hospital is white, and her clothes are mainly black. Even if she can fly over the eaves and walk around the walls and wear such eye-catching clothes to climb the walls, she will definitely be noticed by pedestrians!

"Of course I got in."

She pulled out a cloth bag from under the bed, put it at her feet, and patted it lightly twice.

"There are nurse's clothes and cleaners' clothes. I mixed in with nurse's clothes."

"Then why are you wearing this outfit now?"

"Of course it's because I changed it." Yihong turned her body and said with her expression unchanged: "You have been out with the Bi family for so long, so I can't wait in the room in the nurse's uniform. Or do you prefer nurse's uniforms to this outfit?"

"No! Uh, no... did you get in at that time?"

"As for now, I only found this opportunity." Yihong said lightly, "The garrison here is not very strict, but the location is tricky, with only two entrances. The windows cannot be walked through, and the doors are guarded, so it is still a bit difficult to get in."

"Aren't you a killer?"

"The killer is not a god." Yihong rolled his eyes, "Even if I am, there are many places that cannot be penetrated. Marines and wars require the right time, place, and people. We need to find opportunities, and the same is true for infiltration."

"Uh, you still know how to march and fight?"

"I have read a little military book." She replied disrespectfully.

"I have read some of the military books, and I have a lot of experience."

"It's better to know when reading books." Speaking of this, Yihong frowned, "It's not all."

"How to say it?"

"Books are written by people, and what kind of people write. Books written by good people are beneficial to people; books written by bad people are harmful to people. Take history books as an example. An upright historian will record facts, while an evil historian will only flatter and write what the superiors like to read, distort history."

"Well, I think it's no wonder that the historian is. If the things written by the historian are not in line with the wishes of the superior, the superior will definitely cause trouble for him and may kill him. There are people in this world who are willing to die for justice, but most people are still afraid of death. All the upright people are killed, and the rest are those who are afraid of death. In order to save their lives, those who are afraid of death will definitely write historical books according to the wishes of the superior."

"As you say, it is not the non-commissioned officers who distort history, but the people who are above?"

"Ha... I can't say that. After all, the historians who write history books are the historians. They have not fulfilled their obligations, so they have certain responsibilities. But the main responsibility is still the top. People who hold real power dare not face history and insist on changing history to what they want. If the people below don't want to follow, there is only a dead end."

"Indeed." Yihong nodded, "What would you do if you were a historian, in this situation? Should you be willing to die as if you were to be a man of your own, or would you please be flattered?"

"If I encounter such a monarch, I will immediately resign and go home." I shrugged, "I may not have to resign. At worst, I can't be a historian and can change my position to other things. I didn't like being a secretary at all. This job is easy to offend people and it's thankless. I don't think anyone with normal brains will be willing to do it."

"As you say, people who like flattery are very suitable for secretary work?" Yihong continued.

"I didn't say that." I flattered my mouth, "If the top guy is a fool who likes flattery, and the flattering person is popular in any position. If the top guy is not such a fool, how could he reuse this garbage?"

"After all, it's the fault of the top guy."

"The King of Chu is so thin, and most of them starve to death in the palace." I shrugged again, "Although the superiors are wrong, the people below only know how to flatter, which is quite stupid."

"So, you want to hook up with a married woman next?"

“Eh?”

Because the topic changed too quickly, my thinking was not up to date.

"Aren't you just discussing with the young master of the Bi family the benefits of a married woman?"
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