"Very good. This time, you've worked hard," the man on the other end of the phone said.
"Serving the country is my duty," Sam replied.
On the other end, the man chuckled, "After this mission is over, I will leave the position of General to you."
A smile tugged at Sam's lips, "Thank you, General."
"In any case, be careful."
"Yes, General Sir."
He hung up the phone and tossed the cell phone to his subordinate. Sam returned to the bedside, and two subordinates immediately reached out and pressed down Qian Fenying's body. Supporting her shoulder, he inserted the forceps into her wound to search for the bullet.
Without anesthesia, extracting the bullet was unbearable even for a tough man, let alone Qian Xueying, who was a young girl.
"Ah!"
As soon as the forceps touched the bullet, Qian Xueying screamed in pain and woke up from unconsciousness. She slightly opened her eyes, only seeing a blinding bright light.
