Wen Shouyi sat alone in the ward, looking around at her surroundings.
She didn't get out of bed because her legs were fixed with thin iron chains, so she couldn't run at all.
Moreover, she had never thought of running.
The Committee of State Security (KGB) wouldn't let her escape if she fell into the hands of the KGB?
She might as well negotiate with them and strive for greater benefits.
Wen Shouyi felt that she was a person who would not give up easily, so she waited patiently in the ward.
She could not understand a single word of the room full of Russian signs, so she did not bother to study them carefully.
After waiting quietly for a while, the ward door was pushed open again.
Wen Shouyi looked up and saw a man in a white coat and a white doctor's hat walking in.
He was tall and thin, typical of a Slavic. He had deep-set eyes, curly brown hair, and gray eyes, but his pupils were slightly moss-green.
