"Endure it!"
Flossie Wright said irritably.
"..."
Glenn Hutchinson obediently stopped talking.
The painkillers had a certain anesthetic effect, but couldn't compare to real anesthesia, so they could only minimally ease Glenn's pain.
Using the Night Vision Goggles, Flossie Wright held her breath and calmly treated Glenn's wounds.
The wound had split open, and the blood kept flowing uncontrollably; Flossie was not a professional doctor, so she could only give Glenn a rough treatment.
Disinfecting, stitching, bandaging.
Several times, Glenn wanted to speak, but was stopped by Flossie's cold gaze.
Helplessly, he let her proceed.
"After giving them the address, go get some sleep."
Having treated Glenn's injuries, Flossie spoke to him with a cold expression.
Not a hint of warmth could be seen around her eyes or brows.
Glenn helplessly chuckled.
