Joshua Sulliven lowered his gaze, understanding the injustice and frustration she felt. Since she wanted to make a fuss, he would let her! But no matter what the reason, she would not be able to leave him in this lifetime!
On the other side, Black Hawk was still in Stuart Truman's room, circling around with his arms folded, and exclaiming, "Tsk tsk tsk, who would have thought our bald eagle would have a day like this? I wonder if those young brats would laugh their heads off if they knew their much-admired bald eagle was actually reduced to such a pathetic state by the boss."
Stuart Truman glanced at him and said weakly, "Can you f*cking find me a doctor..."
Black Hawk rubbed his forehead: "What's the rush? You won't die in a short while."
Stuart Truman rolled his eyes and ignored him, tore off a cloth strip from his clothes, and laboriously bandaged the wound on his chest.
