Ye Jian put on white surgical gloves for herself. She was wearing a mask, which only revealed her dark, cold, and calm eyes. "Our men are on guard outside. Don't worry. This place is hidden and not a crossfire zone. We're very safe now."
Li Jinnian, who was standing not far behind Ye Jian, strode over and said politely to Commissioner Miao, "We're very safe now. It won't be too late to leave after your wound is treated. There won't be a problem."
Commissioner Miao only felt more at ease after hearing what the captain said.
As she spoke, Ye Jian had already started to clean Commissioner Miao's wound. There was no anesthesia, so he could only bear with it. The wound tissue was still trembling from the stimulation. Ye Jian, who had a focused facial expression, said, "You've been in Libya for a while, right? Will you go back to the country to recuperate after getting injured this time? The medical conditions in Libya are average. It's best to go back to the country to recuperate."
