Gu Shaocheng didn't follow them inside, but instead, he walked out of the Canadian camp and strolled around in the rain.
Was this the place where his woman had lived for eight months?
The camp was decently built, slightly better than he had imagined, but far from meeting his standards. Just the thought that Chenxing had stayed in such a place for eight months made him feel uncomfortable all over.
He couldn't imagine how much hardship the person he cherished so much had endured here.
He walked a long distance from the camp, looked up and, as expected, saw the American flag fluttering in the half sky not far away. He headed towards it. Armed peacekeeping soldiers stood guard at the entrance, just as imposing as the sentinels at his home.
Gu Shaocheng stopped fifty meters away, suddenly saw two rescue team vehicles coming back. If he guessed right, they would be medical team vehicles, with the characteristic hospital cross symbol affixed on them.
