"Don't thank me yet, what kind of injury is it? How is it now? Tell me."
Zhang Su raised his hand, signaling the other party to explain the situation.
"Shot in the thigh..."
Since getting injured, Xiaoling hadn't seen so many people at once, appearing somewhat reserved.
Ju Mumio, hearing their conversation, lightly leapt onto the bed, then lifted the blanket to show Zhang Su where Xiaoling was shot, and then babbled on.
"She says... Xiaoling's wound is gradually festering due to lack of timely treatment, and surgery is needed to remove the necrotic tissue. She asks if our camp has surgical facilities..."
Su Xiaoya found it difficult just thinking about it, a hint of worry appearing on her face, reminding herself that she must become stronger, or else she'd end up like this.
