Chapter 790
Chapter 790, Section 044: Grandpa Pei is Dissatisfied (1)
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Her wrist and shoulder were both restrained.
Glenn Hutchinson stood to her right, gripping her wrist, while Perry Reed stood to her left, holding her shoulder.
The two men were equal in force, but mindful of their strength, they didn’t hurt her.
Gritting her teeth, Flossie Wright was both amused and annoyed. Helplessly, she asked, "Do you plan on letting me get drenched in the rain all night?"
In the early spring, the temperature was already low, the rain was cold, and at this moment, Flossie Wright had a cold and fever. She had been drenched in the rain for over half an hour, her hands and feet icy cold to the bone. Being pulled by the two of them, she was numb to the feeling.
Was this interesting?
In this heavy rain, a captain of the special forces and a legendary mercenary leader, were they playing around with her here?
He held onto her icy wrist; completely different from the warmth of her burning forehead. The temperature that penetrated to the bone felt like touching a block of ice.
Glenn Hutchinson frowned deeply, without hesitation, and his grip loosened instantly, releasing her.
Following suit, Perry Reed patted Flossie Wright’s shoulder, releasing his hold on her, too.
"Lead the way."
Moving her wrist and shoulder a bit, Flossie Wright stepped forward and called out to a perplexed Patrick Morrison standing ahead.
Nodding in response, Patrick Morrison furrowed his brow, pondering as he nodded.
His mind was a jumble.
He didn’t know the man with Flossie Wright, but their relationship seemed extraordinary. As for Captain Hutchinson, he seemed to have an unusual relationship with Flossie Wright, too.
His past pursuit of Flossie Wright was also an undeniable fact.
His face flushed, Patrick Morrison was quite embarrassed, and merely turned around, quickening his pace slightly.
Leading the way.
Flossie Wright followed closely behind.
Perry Reed and Glenn Hutchinson lagged half a step behind, each on either side of Flossie Wright, neither willing to give an inch.
For this operation, in addition to Glenn Hutchinson’s action team, a considerable number of personnel were drafted in from the logistics team, including many military doctors and nurses who were assigned to various locations to provide aid.
Flossie Wright’s cold and fever, under the circumstances, even if the sky were to fall, would still be considered a minor issue,
So, midway, Glenn Hutchinson waved off Patrick Morrison, directing him to go find Willie Ash to prepare an empty tent. Then he went with Flossie Wright to find someone they knew.
Five minutes later.
The three of them came to a tent and stopped outside.
This place was quite special.
A military inflatable tent, in camouflage color, almost a hundred square meters, with several dimly lit lamps inside. The soft light projected out, illuminating the path they walked on.
From the outside, one could see the injured filling the tent, both soldiers and disaster victims.
Some were bandaged, some were on intravenous drips, some were sleeping, some were softly sobbing...
Dozens of people were strangely silent despite the apparent chaos.
They went in.
"Oh, Captain Hutchinson?"
As soon as they entered, a person in a white coat, who faced them, raised his eyebrows and smiled. His tone was sarcastic.
The man in the white coat was very young, about twenty or thirty years old. He was handsome with an elegant set of eyes and a tall, straight nose. His fox-like eyes carried a smile, the corners slightly raised, giving off a casual, scampish air.
It was visible that he hadn’t rested for a long time. The fatigue was slightly visible on his face. Nevertheless, he seemed rather energetic.
"We have a patient."
Indifferently looking at him, Glenn Hutchinson got straight to the point.
His eyes wandered quickly, then landed on the two people beside them.
He had seen many patients here for almost two days. Some were in a mess, some were bloody and brutal, and not a small number were missing arms and legs. Yet in just over forty hours, several lives had passed through his hands.
— End of Chapter 790 —