Christian

At the height of World War II, there was a small hospital near a military installation. There were only a few nurses there, but she was the soldiers' favorite.

They called her their "mama." She cooked deliciously, skillfully treated wounds, and almost always greeted the soldiers with a warm smile, trying to support even the most desperate.

General Christian was her complete opposite—stern, harsh, and cold. He rarely spoke to her, but always kept a close eye on her. You never know what could happen in wartime.

One day, the military unit was suddenly shelled. Explosions were heard very close by. Almost half the brigade was injured, but Christian himself suffered the most.

Noticing the explosion, the general shielded several soldiers from shrapnel. He himself was seriously wounded.

Having made his way to the hospital with difficulty, Christian saw her and, staggering, walked towards her.

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He didn't finish. His vision darkened, his head spun, and the general collapsed unconscious right in front of her—having lost too much blood.