"Who told you to operate? I didn't agree that no one should touch her! I tell you, this is going to end like this. I don't sign to show that I don't acknowledge this operation. You are treating human lives with contempt!"

David had already poured a glass of water to soothe Sam's mood.

"Let's have a good talk. It's a last resort. Our people can't just stand by and watch her in danger. You should also be considerate of our predicament. It's right to save her."

Sam threw the cup on the ground with a bang, which was quite frightening.

"You don't understand Chinese, do you? We're not going to finish this!" He continued to shout.

None of them spoke up. For an angry man, the wisest choice would be to silence and let him vent to his heart's content alone. Otherwise, it would undoubtedly add fuel to the fire.

Sam cursed for a while.

David couldn't persuade him, saying that he had left first, while Ella was being called away by others, saying that she had sprained her ankle and needed on-site treatment, which she was eager for.

The three of them were left outside the operating room.

"Sam, anyway, go in and see her. She really needs your comfort right now, even if it's just a few words." Sienna spoke in a very nice way.

Sam had calmed down a lot, and what he had just said was a way of venting. Now he felt frustrated and couldn't protect the woman inside.

"I can comfort the person, but it's far from over." He looked coldly at the man and woman in front of him: "We have a grudge against each other, especially you, damn military doctor!"

Sienna made a gesture of invitation, ignoring his venomous look.

Seeing him walk into the operating room, Tyrone asked Sienna, "How is that inside?"

"What else can I do? I'm a woman and I know how she feels." "She's sad to lose the child, just crying without saying a word," Sienna said in a low voice.

Tyrone doesn't want to say anything for the time being.

In the operating room, Sam walked up to his girlfriend Willow, who was lying there, looking pitiful and helpless. Tears kept flowing out, and she wiped them with her hand, and the more she wiped, the more they surged.

She just cried, and when she saw her boyfriend come in, she cried even more heartbroken.

Sam didn't speak immediately and let her cry to her heart's content, which was better for her body than keeping it to herself.

When she had cried enough, Willow felt so exhausted that her face turned pale and there was no color at all.

"Sorry, Lin Sheng, our child is gone." Her voice was tinged with grievance.

Sam, who was only two or three years older than Willow and had not yet experienced the joy of being a father, was sentenced to prison, and the sense of loss was obvious, but he was a man who could take things up and let them go.

"It's okay, we're both young and there will be plenty of opportunities in the future." He lowered his eyes to look at her: "But I don't know how to explain it at my place."

Thinking of this, Willow was even more depressed.

Suddenly, she sat up forcefully and said indignantly, "It was Tyrone and Sienna, it was they who made me lose this child!" As she spoke, she began to weep again: "Waaaah, how unlucky I am to have such an instructor and such a military doctor."

She didn't know, but when she said it, she felt the pain in her lower body, that heart-wrenching feeling she would never forget, but now, what should she do?

Sam held her hand and said seriously, "Don't worry. With House of Russel around, I don't believe they can escape responsibility, especially Tyrone. I just don't like him."

'Um.' Willow rested her head on him: "Lin Sheng, I feel at ease with you here. I'm so sad without the child, but I'm even more sad when you're sad. I'm sorry."

Sam changed the subject: "I'll carry you back, take good care of your body later, take care of your body recently, don't come here to suffer."

"No way, the decision hasn't come out yet."

While the two were saying this, Sienna took a piece of paper and went in, seeing their angry expressions, she could only deliberately ignore them.

Go away! I don't want to see you." Willow averted her gaze.

"If you still care about your body, take this prescription. These are not available in the army. I've made it very clear." Sienna placed the paper in front of them.

"Are you trying to gloat? "Asked Sam, his eyes cold.

Sienna heard it and really wanted to hit him!

"Forget it, Lin Sheng. I'm so tired. You take me home." Willow said feebly.

Sienna said, "You should know why she had a miscarriage for no reason. Don't pretend to be a victim here. It's not my fault, nor Colonel Tyrone's fault."

Sam glanced at Willow and then stared at Sienna: "What on earth are you trying to say? Don't sow discord between us here."

"I said I'm a professional doctor, and let me tell you, I'm also a professional surgeon, this kind of minor operation is nothing to me at all, but I found out she had a habitual miscarriage, that is to say, this isn't the first time."

Willow was startled and stopped at once, saying, "Stop talking, I don't want to hear it!"

It was a rewound to her, painful and helpless.

Sam was stunned and looked at Sienna: "What did you say? Isn't it the first time?" He looked down at Willow: "You're lying to me?"

"I didn't, no, not what you think!" Willow tugged at his hand and said with a sad face, "Lin Sheng, let's go back first. I don't want to stay here. It feels so cold right now."

"No, you have to make it clear to me." "Otherwise, no one is going to leave like this today!" Sam roared in a rage.

His voice was so loud that Tyrone, who was outside the operating room, heard him for fear of a second attack and rushed inside to see what was going on.

"Sam, why haven't you left yet? Are you waiting to have lunch here?"

"It's none of your business here!" Sam went up to Sienna, grabbed her hand and said, "A military doctor, right? You can eat whatever you want, but you can't speak whatever you want. You have to show evidence!"

Sienna shook off his hand and said, "It's easy to get evidence, but I'm just stating the facts. If she had another miscarriage, I guess it would be very difficult for her to get pregnant in the future."

Sam opened his mouth, with an expression of disapproval.

Willow was a little scared, cowering and not speaking, trembling all over, looking really bad, her face was even paler, as if she would faint at any moment.

Sienna reached out to touch her forehead, which was icy cold.

"Sam, you get the person back first. Have a good rest for a few days and you can come back to settle the accounts. I'm waiting for you." Tyrone spoke up: "I agreed to do this operation. There's no military doctor to do it. It's all my responsibility."

Sam's mind was confused, and he thought for a moment before nodding.

"All right, I won't let you off!"