CHAPTER 857: CHAPTER 857 MY DUTY

"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.

She couldn’t see the figures in front of her clearly, only felt the tearing pain in her left shoulder. Instinctively, she wanted to struggle, but strong hands held her in place, making her unable to move.

"Don’t move if you don’t want to die!"

Sam had no sympathy, gripped the bullet, and pulled out the forceps, a stream of blood surged out. Qian Xueying was already drenched in cold sweat from pain, unable to withstand it, she passed out again.

Throwing the bullet and forceps back into the tray, Sam ordered calmly, "Treat her, don’t let her die!"

His men looked at Qian Xueying’s face, "We don’t have medicine, should we go out to get some for her?"

Sam pondered briefly and then spoke, "Inject drugs into her."

At this moment, he had to be more vigilant; it wasn’t worth the risk for a woman.

"Yes, Colonel."

His men took a syringe from the bottom of the medicine box and injected it into Qian Xueying’s body.

Beside her, Sam looked at Qian Xueying’s pale face, his gaze sweeping past her face, stopping at her chest. He reached out and groped her chest boldly.

"Surviving from the Duke Residence, this woman is truly remarkable. Having another dog like her wouldn’t be bad. Keep an eye on her, don’t let her die, I have use for her!"

One of his men smiled ambiguously, "Don’t worry, she won’t die."

Sam nodded, raised his wrist to check the time, then walked to the window and opened the blinds to look outside.

His gaze scanned the area, as police cars sped by upstairs, he grinned malevolently.

"Duke, you will never find me!"

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Time flowed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, it was dawn.

The milk on the coffee table had long gone cold, completely losing its warmth. The butler thoughtfully replaced it with a hot cup, but Gan Yuan had little appetite.

The entire night, Huangfu Jue had not returned. She knew very well that he must be out searching for clues.

His absence, and no phone call... meant there had been no progress.

With her son missing, not even knowing if there would be another chance to have breakfast with him, as a mother, how could she eat?

"Miss Gan!" Helen pushed the door open and walked in, seeing her bloodshot eyes, Helen’s heart ached too, "Teacher Sherry has passed the critical period, the doctors say there is no risk to her life."

"Good."

Gan Yuan nodded and then wrote another name on the letter in her hand.