"Is it just you by yourself?"
"Just me. How are those guys doing? They cost four hundred million dollars to save."
"They definitely won't die. Some aftereffects are unavoidable, like someone won't walk naturally in the future because his leg was shot, but overall, they're still functional, if you get what I mean."
Gao Yang let out a long breath, patted Andy He on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "The four hundred million was worth it. So how long until they recover?"
"It varies, three to six months, up to half a year at most."
Gao Yang wore a floral T-shirt, floral shorts, and a big sun hat, looking like a pleasure-seeker, especially when he tilted his head to talk with Andy He.
This getup was because Gao Yang was in Matamoros, a border city in Mexico, separated from America's Brownsville by just a wall. Like every other US-Mexico border city, on weekends or holidays, this place would be filled with American junkies and pleasure-seekers.
