She watched with her own eyes the god of murder in front of her, stabbing a Japanese to death with a bayonet, and then blowing off another Japanese's skull with a shot. His brains were scattered all over the place, and he was very cruel to the enemy.

Seeing that the women in the dressing room were beginning to use physical force on him, she was so frightened that she broke out in a cold sweat and rushed over.

"It's okay, it's okay. I called him here to help me with something!"

The makeup artists in the dressing room stopped to attack. After all, Yang Baiqian was a big shot, and this dressing room was originally a dressing room exclusively for her when she was there.

Nothing more was said.

At this time, Yang Baiqian immediately rushed people out: "You guys go out first, I have something to discuss with my friend!"

Although the makeup artists, assistants and costumers in front of them were also very curious, since Yang Baiqian had spoken, he must be talking about some more private topics, so they had no choice but to go out.

Even if I drive people away like this, they will definitely spread rumors about me when they go out, and they may even be photographed or have scandals spread.

But she couldn't care less at the moment, she kicked the person out and closed the door, then quickly walked to Chen Shanhe and looked at him happily: "You're here again!

But this time, you came alone. Last time, you brought two Japs with you, and my life was almost at stake!

do you know?

After you left last time, I thought, since you can come for the first time, you can definitely come for the second and third time. As long as I wait, I can wait!

Now I’ve really been waiting for it again!”

After saying that, she stretched out her hand to take the hand of the Eighth Route Army Death Battalion soldier named Chen Shanhe, and pulled him to sit on a chair aside.

When she reached out, Chen Shanhe knew that he could avoid the opponent's hand countless times.

But when he looked at the tall, fair-skinned, stunningly beautiful woman in front of him, and listened to her words in a sweet voice, Chen Shanhe did not avoid her grasping hand after all.

Let the other party grab your hand and take you to a chair aside to sit down.

"Chen Shanhe, I remember your name, my name is Yang Baiqian!

Really happy to see you again!"

Yang Baiqian felt very excited, happy, and happy because her guess was confirmed.

She guessed that since the Eighth Route Army soldier named Chen Shanhe in front of her could travel through the first time, he would definitely be able to travel through the second, third, or even more times, and he did so with her as the anchor point.

In other words, this is not a guess but a prayer. Now, it is obvious that some mysterious existence heard his prayer.

After she said she was happy to see you again, she excitedly stretched out her hand to shake hands with Chen Shanhe.

Chen Shanhe looked at her and smiled. When he stretched out his hand to shake it, he looked at those white hands and thought it was a bit abrupt, so he took his hand back and gave a military salute.

"Nice to see you again too!"

Yang Bai smiled lightly and grabbed the hand he had lowered, holding it and shaking it: "You're still shy!"

Chen Shanhe looked at the beautiful woman with a smile in front of him, and his heart beat uncontrollably faster, but he shook his head to get all the unwanted thoughts out of his mind.

"I have a time limit and I need your help with something. Can you help me?"

Yang Baiqian was unhappy: "Call me Bai Qian!"

Then he quickly asked: "How long, and what do you need my help with?"

Chen Shanhe immediately replied: "Okay, Bai Qian, there are still 81 minutes left. I was hit on the head, so I lost my memory.

I came here to ask you to help me find a doctor to see if he can cure my amnesia!"

"Have you lost your memory?" Yang Baiqian was surprised.

Chen Shanhe nodded: "Not long after I lost my memory, I fought a bayonet with a Japanese, and then they rolled down the valley and hit their heads. I don't remember what happened before.

I just remember that my name is Chen Shanhe, I remember that I was in the Eighth Route Army and a death camp, but I don't remember anything else.

After I came back from you last time, your medicine was very effective, so I was wondering if the doctor was also very powerful.

So what I’m thinking about is if the doctors here can help me look at my head and treat my amnesia!”

When Yang Baiqian heard this, why bother?

81 minutes?

Less than an hour and a half.

Yang Baiqian picked up her bag, pulled Chen Shanhe up and walked out. She opened the dressing room door and saw a bunch of people standing outside, waiting to use the dressing room or waiting for her to come out.

When she pulled Chen Shanhe out, the look of holding hands caught everyone's eyes.

The assistant and the driver hurried over and reminded her: "Sister Bai Qian, let go of your hands first! It doesn't look good!"

If you spread the word, you can be on the hot search!"

Yang Baiqian ignored the assistant's advice and didn't loosen her grip. She told the driver, "Master Li, drive to the door. We'll go home right away!"

Then he just pulled Chen Shanhe, who was not used to it, towards the entrance of the Bayi Film and Television Base in such a grand manner.

The well-known actress Yang Baiqian openly held hands with a co-star in an anti-Japanese drama and led her towards the entrance of the Bayi Film and Television Base, attracting the attention of almost everyone she saw.

But he didn't have to go far. The driver had already driven over. Yang Baiqian pulled the uncomfortable Chen Shanhe into the car, and his assistant also got on.

"Sister Bai Qian, don't you say anything to the director?"

Yang Baiqian flipped through the address book on his phone and replied without raising his head: "Call the director for me to let me know. Anyway, my play has been completed, so I have to take one step in advance."

Yang Baiqian searched for a long time and couldn't find the mobile phone number he was looking for, so he quickly dialed his father's number.

"Dad, Chen Shanhe is here again, yes, this is Chen Shanhe.

Do you know a brain specialist? Could you please come to your home?

It's not that there's anything wrong with me, it's that Chen Shanhe has lost his memory and wants me to help find a doctor to treat him!

If you want to take a X-ray, go directly to the hospital. Which hospital?

It’s too far to go, there are only more than 70 minutes left now!

I can't queue up yet. I'm walking back from the Bayi Film and Television Base. Can I find a nearby hospital?

You lead the experts from one end to the other, and I'll take him to the hospital to take a X-ray first!"

While Yang Baiqian urgently contacted the doctor and hospital, Chen Shanhe looked outside calmly. The nanny car in front of him, the smooth and wide cement road outside, and the vehicles going back and forth on the road did not feel strange or novel at all.

Because everything he saw and heard gave him a special sense of familiarity.

After Yang Baiqian contacted his father and asked his father to find an expert, he relaxed, looked at Chen Shanhe, and suddenly wanted to tease him.

"Then according to what you said, the last time you came here, you just lost your memory, so why are you willing to put down your gun for me?"

Chen Shanhe replied matter-of-factly: "I don't know, maybe I thought I should do it, so I did it!"

The little assistant girl sitting in the front row was wondering about her boss's nonsense.
Chapter completed!