VIP ward.
Quite bustling.
Apart from Liz and Harlan Palmer, there were also those three injured special forces soldiers.
The three of them had lost one hand each to varying degrees, with some losing their entire palms, others at the elbow, and some at the shoulder.
Far from being discouraged by their injuries, the three men were actually rather excited.
Today the doctor had permitted them to go outside for activities, and they all flocked to Liz's ward.
After having bathed and dressed up, Liz, with her delicate makeup on, no longer looked as frightening as she did in the jungle; her face had regained a healthy glow. Perhaps because she was about to return to her homeland soon, her eyes sparkled brightly, and her entire demeanor was vibrant.
