"Vice Captain Victor, I want to talk to you."

At the door of the dormitory building, Comrade Head Nurse shook the wine bottle in his hand while speaking, "I won't waste too much of your time."

"It's my honor." Wei Ran smiled, "Where should we go to chat?"

"Come with me," the head nurse said before she finished speaking, and she was already walking towards the hospital not far away.

Seeing this, Wei Ran ignored Mikita who winked at him, followed the head nurse, and walked into the hospital silently.

When passing by a treatment room, Wei Ran also saw the prisoner of war through the half-open door.

At this time, the female nurse Zhuo Ya, amidst the screams of the prisoner of war, violently tore off the gauze that had just been adhered to the wound on its hand, and also brought out a large amount of blood stains. As expected,

Yes, even the wounds treated by Wei Ran with a red-hot dagger collapsed.

At the same time, several other nurses also tore off the bandages from the rest of the prisoner's body. Then, like Zhuo Ya, they nervously started the new work of stopping the bleeding and bandaging.

"This bandaging practice will continue until it completely dies."

The head nurse who stopped walking gave her promise while gently pushing the door of the consulting room completely open. At the same time, the screams of the prisoner at the other end spread more clearly throughout the entire corridor and even the entire building.

"You can have prisoners of war with the same blood type come over and give it a blood transfusion."

Weiran leaned against the door frame and gave his advice in a slightly louder voice, "This way it can last longer and train more excellent and experienced nurses for the Soviet Union."

“That’s good advice”

The head nurse's eyes lit up, and she also raised her voice and said, "Zhuo Ya, you are responsible for this matter. Starting tomorrow, you will go to the prisoner of war camp to find blood donors."

"Okay" Zhuo Ya responded angrily, and then muttered "crazy" at a just right volume.

"Let's go." The head nurse smiled at Wei Ran and led him into an office at the end of the corridor.

Quite coincidentally, this office is located in completely different directions from Dr. Goosen's office on the second floor.

When Wei Ran came in and sat down, the head nurse closed the door, then took out two enamel jars from the table and filled them with vodka, and found a large bag of fried peanuts from the drawer. This was not the Soviet Union or even the Soviet Union.

In the future, traditional Russian dishes that go with wine will become common snacks among Chinese people.

"It seems you have been to China?"

While the head nurse was speaking, she had already peeled off a slightly burnt peanut and threw the kernel inside into her mouth.

Wei Ran opened his mouth, but finally nodded vaguely, "I lived there for a very long time."

"Is that when you learned Chinese?" the head nurse asked, holding up the cup.

"I learned more than just Chinese there," Wei Ran said, picking up the cup and once again giving an ambiguous response.

But the head nurse just nodded, poured a big mouthful of vodka into her mouth, switched to Chinese, and said almost to herself, "The farthest Chinese city I have ever been to is Chaah Chong, where I worked with the Anti-Union fighters and the Soviet Red Army.

We went together."

"1945?" Wei Ran asked subconsciously.

"That autumn"

The head nurse sighed, "But I couldn't find his family, and I don't even know where his home is. At the address he told me countless times before he was alive, I only found a mass grave washed out by the rain.

.What about you? Have you been to that city?”

"I..." Wei Ran hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded and responded, "I have been there."

"real?!"

A hint of surprise flashed across the face of the head nurse, who was no longer young. Then she spoke a long list of detailed addresses in Chinese and asked, "Where is this address? Have you been here? Or do you know anyone there?"

"

"I..."

Wei Ran knew that his lies could no longer continue, and finally he could only shake his head with a hard heart, "Sorry, no, I have never been to the address you mentioned, and I don't know the people there."

"This...is like this..."

The head nurse, who was full of surprise just a second ago, suddenly became depressed. She picked up the cup again and said nonchalantly, "I think so...how could such a coincidence happen..."

"But I will definitely go to that city again in the future, and I will help you check it out then."

Wei Ran made his promise seriously, "If you need me to go there and do something, just say Ponty... No, Comrade Su Sheng, I'm very happy to help you."

"I..."

The head nurse hesitated for a moment, then finally shook her head and picked up the cup, "Forget it, it's nothing."

After having a drink with the other party, Wei Ran tried to change the subject and asked tentatively, "Do you... have children?"

The head nurse's body trembled subconsciously, but she finally nodded, "I have a son, he will be 10 years old soon."

"Here too?" Wei Ran asked rather inquiringly.

"In Khabarovsk," the head nurse paused, "Do you know Khabarovsk?"

"Khabarovsk" Weiran replied without thinking. This was the new name given to the city by the Russians after they occupied it.

"I used to call it Khabarovsk. He always corrected me seriously and said that the city where I grew up was called Khabarovsk and that it was their land."

The head nurse had already poured a full glass of vodka into her mouth as she spoke. She put the glass down again and then said, "No matter who it belonged to before, who it belongs to now, or who it will belong to in the future, I haven't been back for a long time.

I’m afraid our children don’t recognize me anymore.”

"You left him there by himself?" Wei Ran frowned.

"My parents are helping me take care of him," the head nurse said while pouring herself wine. "I have long since lost the courage to go back there."

"Drink this." Wei Ran gently took away the cup in front of the other party, then took out his own wine bottle, unscrewed it and handed it to the other party.

"Thanks"

The head nurse did not refuse. She just drank the vodka she had just poured in one gulp, and then poured the remaining white wine in the flask into the enamel cup.

"Where did you get the Chinese liquor?" the head nurse asked without raising her head, obviously looking for a new topic.

"A friend gave it to me before I came here," Wei Ran replied absentmindedly, and at the same time he looked away from the other person and turned to observe the office.

Objectively speaking, just from the furnishings in this office, you can't tell that it is a woman's room at all. It can even be said that at this glance, there is only a mirror box hanging on the wall and a Chinese-style cigarette stick.

Other than that, there are no personal belongings at all.

In the eerie silence, the head nurse poured all the white wine left in Weiran's flask into the cup. After taking the flask, the head nurse also picked up the wine bottle on the table and carefully refilled it.

Full of vodka.

"Do you really don't need me to do anything?" Wei Ran put down the bottle and asked again.

Sighing slightly, the head nurse raised her glass and gestured, "That's enough. If I have a chance in the future, maybe I'll go there and have a look. I just... Vice Captain Victor, thank you for the wine."

.”

"nothing"

Wei Ran sighed, swallowed all the questions he originally wanted to ask, took the wine bottle and turned around to leave the office.

Almost as soon as he closed the door, suppressed crying could be faintly heard in the office behind him.

After groping around on his body, Wei Ran took out a choking Mohe cigarette and held it in his mouth. He left the hospital with screams that still didn't stop, and walked back to the dormitory building against the bone-chilling cold wind.

Originally, he was still thinking about what he could ask from the head nurse, but now it seems that this head nurse, who has been blinded by hatred, may have all his attention on that person.

How did you torture those prisoners of war?

But then I thought about it, how much better than them are I? It's just half the best. Wei Ran sighed with emotion all the way back to the dormitory on the second floor, but found that the dormitory door was locked from behind.

After gently knocking on the door, Wei Ran heard Mikita in the dormitory ask warily, "Who is it?"

"It's me, Victor." Wei Ran responded, and at the same time, he subconsciously opened the cowhide holster on his waist and gently pressed down the hammer.

"Why are you back so early?"

Mikita asked back through the door, but did not open the door immediately, but continued to joke, "I just made a bet with Paulide on how long it would take before the Pontiac head nurse would call us over.

The drunkard who made a fool of himself is brought back."

At this point, Wei Ran also heard footsteps coming from the room, followed by a soft "click" sound, and the door was finally opened by Mikita from the inside.

"I thought you were exchanging information with Zoya in the dormitory."

Wei Ran did not answer the other party's question. Instead, he teased him. He slowly walked to the bed and sat down. He took out the revolver from the holster and placed it on the quilt at the head of the bed.

"Exchange information?" Mikita couldn't react for a moment and asked with a confused look, "What information?"

"Of course it's their genetic information," Wei Ran teased the other party seriously.

"I won't bring Zoya to the dormitory to do that kind of thing, she will definitely kill me."

Mikita grinned stupidly, picked up a bulging brown paper bag on the table and handed it to Wei Ran, "Don't talk about it anymore, this is what Paulide sent to you."

"For me?"

Wei Ran subconsciously took the paper bag, and then discovered that it actually contained a coiled whip, "What are you giving me the whip for?"

"Didn't you tell Sergey today that you wanted a whip?"

As Mikita spoke, he had already moved the bedside cabinet again, "After Paulide heard about it, he immediately sent this thing he had just made."
To be continued...