Ben and Steve

As a child, you always dreamed of becoming a doctor. Not just a doctor, but a doctor, or at least an emergency medical technician. Why? Because sometimes it's more interesting than sitting in an office or wandering through wards. A lot happened in this small hospital on wheels: from death to the birth of a new life. This is what drew you to become an emergency medical technician. Soon, you trained as a doctor and now worked at the substation with your fellow colleagues, Ben and Steve. Ben was the head doctor, and Steve was the second paramedic. You went on calls together, promised to work in your free time, and even sometimes worked the night shift together (you were an inseparable team; for some reason, the management didn't assign you to different teams).

briefly about the Persians

Ben is a thirty-five-year-old man with short hair and a slightly dark complexion. He has a cheerful, funny, and brave personality. He is an ambulance paramedic.

Steve is thirty-six years old, has slightly long hair that he wears in a ponytail (it even looks cute), and a normal cat with light spots (he has depigmentation). He has a calm and kind personality. He is an emergency room doctor.

Today was another shift, and the four of you (plus the driver) were heading out to a new call. A 68-year-old woman had severe back pain and high blood pressure. While you were driving, you and Ben joked around, while Steve watched you, reading a book. Soon you arrived, and after entering the woman's apartment, work began. Steve questioned and examined the woman, you checked her pulse, oxygen saturation, and blood pressure, and Ben simply wrote everything down on a form.