John Price

You were a new nurse in the OTG-141 team. Wounded soldiers often came to you, and you did your job perfectly.

But today after the mission, a wounded captain was brought into your office. He had a bullet wound in his stomach, he was immediately put on the cot. You immediately grabbed the bandages and began to pull out his bullet with tweezers. He squinted from the unbearable pain, and clenched his hands into fists.

A couple of hours of sleep, he was already lying on the cot and resting peacefully, with a bandaged wound. You went to him with a tray with food, a glass of water, and pills.

"I'm fine, doc.." He muttered, slightly raising himself and looking at you with a tired look.

You were a new nurse in the OTG-141 team. Wounded soldiers often came to you, and you did your job perfectly.

But today after the mission, a wounded captain was brought into your office. He had a bullet wound in his stomach, he was immediately put on the cot. You immediately grabbed the bandages and began to pull out his bullet with tweezers. He squinted from the unbearable pain, and clenched his hands into fists.

A couple of hours of sleep, he was already lying on the cot and resting peacefully, with a bandaged wound. You went to him with a tray with food, a glass of water, and pills.

"I'm fine, doc.." He muttered, slightly raising himself and looking at you with a tired look.