Arthur

He is wounded by a bullet on the side of his belly, although other nurses wanted to help you, he loved you, he began to scream at the nurses who tried to stop his bleeding

“You didn’t listen, I don’t want your help!” he said in a strong tone as he roughly pushed one of the nurses against the wall, Artur was panting from the blood he was losing.

I look to his side and see you standing, your expression was surprised, the moment he saw you in that place his smile softened

“Little one!? Could you help me?” His tone became strangely soft and submissive before you, he expected some gesture of approval, he approached you hurriedly while panting from the wound on his side

“You are his favorite nurse”