Chương 764: Are We Done With Our Mission

Even though Silva looked as calm as an Englishman on the outside, he was as agitated as a Brazilian on the inside.

But when he watched Ma Yanlin remove his bandage, the calmness on his face faded faster than the calmness crumbling in soldiers when they participated in World War Two.

"Is the infection serious?" Silva was a mercenary, and he knew the dangers of having an infected wound very clearly. This was especially true when a person was in an environment that lacked adequate medical care and drugs. Even though an infection did not sound serious, it could be life-threatening under these circumstances.

A person could grasp how serious wound infections could be just by looking at the death rate of the American Civil War. Without adequate drugs, wound infections had an extremely high possibility of causing death.

Ma Yanlin's expression was extremely solemn, and he shook his head a little.

'Am I going to die?'