Chapter 437: Chapter 437

"Master, I’m sorry! I’ll treat you to some fried chicken another day to make up for this!" Anna stuck out her tongue, but her hand holding the gun didn’t hesitate a bit.

"Do you think you still have a life to live for another day?" Dragon Mama said through gritted teeth.

She was almost driven to madness by this troublesome disciple, who also brought Leo into the city, attracting rescue troops to Conrad.

The situation was no longer in favor of the mercenaries; it turned into a deadlock.

When Anna joined Conrad, he grabbed her hand.

That grip seemed to drain all the strength from his body.

"Don’t you know it’s dangerous? Who told you to come back?"

"I just didn’t want to owe you a favor!"

Anna almost spat out old blood in anger!

She turned back through the gunfire just to hear this man reprimand her?

The roaring explosions nearby grew closer in the chaos, so Anna didn’t notice Conrad’s eyes filled with wild joy as he reprimanded her. This update ıs available on NovєlFіre.net

"President Sterling, the helicopter is ready! We’ve communicated with Mr. Bem; he’ll guard the skies and clear a safe passage for us!"

"Get her up first!" Conrad Sterling handed Anna over to Leo.

But he turned around himself, looking for a figure among the mercenaries below.

"I’m not going up; I must stay to apologize to my master with my life!"

Anna spat these words in anger, her gaze also searching among the mercenaries for a figure.

Finally, Conrad Sterling and Anna’s gazes landed on the same person.

Licia was simultaneously locked by both of their gazes, seemingly sensing the impending crisis, she instinctively raised her gun.

Yet, she was ultimately a step too slow.

Two bullets hit Licia’s left and right arms.

And these two bullets were respectively fired by Conrad Sterling and Anna.

Previously, Conrad Sterling had said, whoever hurt Anna should be repaid in kind.

Anna hadn’t taken action back then.

But, she’s not someone who’s overly forgiving.

It just so happened that Conrad wasn’t either!

Especially when someone ignorant caused harm to his wife!

Licia had shot at Anna once, now they repaid her with two shots.

Principal and interest!

Standing beside Licia was Dragon Mama, the latter aiming at Anna’s back.

Conrad Sterling pulled Anna close, forcibly taking her onto the helicopter!

"Kid, that’s more like it!"

Her master spoke reassuring words, but this did not result in any leniency in action.

Bem was quite trustworthy, actually sending a team to escort Conrad Sterling’s safe exit from Besland City.

Once on the helicopter, Anna noticed the blood on Conrad Sterling’s back.

"How did you get hurt?" she asked him.

"I helped you ’apologize with death’ to your master!"

Even at this point, Conrad had the mood to joke.

Once out of the city, a doctor immediately treated Conrad Sterling’s wound.

Anna observed for a moment, finding the professional skills rather competent; after all, the doctor was personally chosen by Bem.

This time President Sterling helped them achieve a counter-attack victory, and the other party was not ungrateful.

But the only issue was: "President Sterling, I’m sorry, we’re out of anesthetic!"

"What are you out of?"

"Anesthetic... medicine!"

In fact, this region had suffered from years of war; it’s not just anesthetic that’s unavailable.

They’re lacking everything!

Even the price set for Conrad Sterling’s defense map couldn’t be paid.

Perhaps feeling guilty, the other party’s head drooped with an increasingly smaller voice.

But there were bullets inside Conrad’s body that couldn’t wait until returning to the country to be extracted.

Conrad Sterling found a clean cloth, bit it in his mouth: "Then go ahead directly, be quick!"

The medical conditions here were terribly inadequate, they couldn’t even establish a sterile environment.

They could only clear out unnecessary people!

Anna wasn’t one to witness such scenes, she turned to Mason and asked: "Where’s Blackie?"

Blackie was the child Anna saved from the bombing, and Mason was the one who named him.

Anna always thought this nickname was carelessly given, but Mason said a humble name is easier to raise.

Fair enough, this reasoning ultimately convinced Anna.

In such a place of birth, survival should be everyone’s biggest and most precious hope.

The doctor had examined Blackie, finding that the child was already deaf in both ears.

No wonder he remained bewilderedly unfazed amid the sky-high gunfire.

This child was actually over three years old, yet nowhere near the weight of children his age.

So thin, only bones remained; perhaps he’d only had one decently full meal since birth.

Most of the past two days following Anna, he relied on chocolate for sustenance; today he finally had a full meal of powdered milk and was now peacefully asleep holding his belly.

Anna touched the child’s only slightly plump face and asked Bem’s people: "What are you planning to do with him?"

"We’ll send him to an orphanage in a nearby city, where there will be dedicated caretakers."

"Will similar events as Besland City happen in nearby cities?"

"Well... it’s hard to say!"

In war-torn areas, no one can predict what will happen tomorrow.

And no one dares to guarantee the future of a child!

The sound of Conrad Sterling’s sharp intake of breath came.

The doctor treating his wound was about to sigh, amazed at how tough and tolerant this Mr. Sterling was, not even making a sound.

Ultimately, Conrad let out a sound, using it to draw Anna’s attention.

Was a little Blackie without kin or kin worth all her care?

President Sterling wasn’t unable to tolerate the pain itself; he was just unwilling to be ignored by Anna.

The physician dealing with his wounds was breaking out in a sweat, embarrassedly trying to impart techniques for mental pain relief to Conrad.

"Dear Mr. Sterling, you could think about pleasant things or food; that delightful feeling can help you divert your focus. For example, do you enjoy sweets?"

"Or delicious spicy foods, like hotpot! I’ve heard many Cathayans love hotpot, but spiciness is actually perceived as pain; you might imagine the current scenario as eating an extremely spicy hotpot."

"I never waste imagination on self-deceiving experiments !"

Conrad found the doctor’s words too verbose and wanted him to shut up.

Upon hearing this, Anna walked towards them.

"Doctor, do your warriors often use this mental pain relief method when medical resources are scarce?"

"Yes, it’s a method resorted to by necessity."

Anna nodded, then removed the cloth from Conrad’s mouth, kissing the man’s lips.

Conrad Sterling: "..."

What did President Sterling just say?

It seems he’s about to contradict himself!

The kiss continued until they both were nearly out of breath, then Anna let go.

"Wait for me a moment!"

Seeing her about to leave, Conrad grabbed her hand: "Where are you going?"

His voice was husky beyond words; if it weren’t for the ongoing surgery or the people around, he might have already pushed Anna beneath him.

"I’m going to get anesthetics for you!"