Chapter 392: Lose the Girl and the War

Pfft! A jet of blood burst from Maxton Warth's shoulder wound and splattered across the medic's face. Maxton's complexion turned even whiter, his whole body sagging as the weakness hit him. Daniel Lyson rushed in and clamped a hand over the wound. "Why won't you listen? I told you not to get worked up. Look at you, spraying blood again." The medic yanked out fresh gauze and hurriedly rewrapped the shoulder. "Comrade, don't get excited again. It took me forever to bandage you up the first time!" Daniel...