Watching Kena's disheveled appearance, Reece raised an eyebrow and said, "You were never part of my plan. Sneaking away from Summerfield to come to Devonport, did the boss know? How do you still have the face to question me?"
"You!"
Kena glared fiercely at Reece.
She was enduring the pain of burns all over her body, making her expression even more ferocious.
Reece, unconcerned, said, "Take Ms. Leticia back for treatment. But, we're in the mountains; it'll take at least two hours to get back. Ms. Leticia will have to bear with it."
After saying that, Reece led his people away.
Before leaving, he couldn't help but say with feigned regret, "Such a pretty face, ruined. What a shame."
Behind him, Kena clenched her fists.
Meanwhile, in the ambulance.
Sophie coughed up blood again, splattering it all over William's white coat.
"Oh dear!"
William wanted to complain about the mess, but seeing Sophie's pale face on the stretcher, he held back.
He had to do everything to save Sophie.
He had promised Gordon.
He couldn't even begin to imagine how bad it would be for him if something truly happened to Sophie today.
"Dr. William, we should administer another dose of painkiller. The bullet needs to be removed as soon as possible."
"Do you think I don't know that?"
William said, "Really reckless, shooting near the heart! It's like they're purposely making it hard for us doctors."
Despite his words, William didn't stop working. The conditions for surgery were far from ideal, but there was no other choice.
They had to perform emergency treatment on the wound and remove the bullet right there in the ambulance.
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