Dear Soldier, Put Your Gun Down

The attending physician was anxious as he barked at the nurse next to him, “Do you know who is lying here? How can you allow just anyone to barge in? If there is anything wrong, the employees of the whole hospital would lose their jobs!”

Several nurses escorted Winona towards outside as they said, “Miss, you need to leave now. If you interfere with the patient’s condition, will you be able to bear the consequences?”

Winona shrugged them off violently and shouted back, “I am his lover, and I am the best doctor in the nation who can do open thoracotomy. I will bear all the consequences if there is any.”

The one having a hard time to even breath was not Abram Cohen but Matt Snider. Winona watched the now unconscious Matt and felt her eye getting become teary. She didn’t dare to lower her eyes for fear of her tears trickling down her cheeks. She didn’t know why Matt rush out in the nick of time, but she knew that the moment that bullet pierced his body, she felt such despair and pain, as if her whole world was crumbling.

At this moment, Abram walked over and said, “I can be a witness to her. Let her do it!”

“Yes, Mr. President!”

The doctors and nurses readied themselves as Winona threw a cold glance at her, “You can leave now. But it's not over and I have a bone to pick with you!”

The most urgent thing now was to save Matt’s life. She couldn’t even bring herself to imagine the repercussions if something bad were to happen to him. She would lose her will to live in this world. It was only until now that she finally understood how important this man was to her.

The anesthetist was gearing up to inject anesthesia into him, but Winona stopped her, “He’s a soldier. He needs to be aware of his surroundings all the time.”

“But if we do it that way, the patient might come to himself due to the intense pain. If there is any unusual response from his body, the consequences are unimaginable.”

“Just do as I say. I believe in him as well as in myself.”

At the exact moment the bullet penetrated his body, he didn’t even blink. He was even consoling her with a smile, saying, “Don’t cry, you little devil. I won’t die so easily.” At that moment, her tears poured.

She needed to put away all the noises and distractions and saw him like any other patient. After all, this was

was her beloved, and she loved her deeply and profoundly. When her knife slit through his chest

came, “You little devil, you look so gorgeous even with that white coat… Next time… Dress up

moments like this, he still had the mood to tease her. It seemed that he cared less about

send me…

I will

grinned widely with his chapped and pale lips. After hearing what she had

No matter heaven or hell, she would follow him wherever he went. As she came to this conviction, Winona was able to put aside all of the distractions and focused completely on the

“The hemostat!”

“Scalpel!”

the blood

“Ready for stitching!”

receded. At this moment, she was exquisitely attractive and outstanding, like a warrior who was wielding a huge blade and slashing through enemies on the battlefield. Blood was splattered on her face and her fluttering eyelashes, and the surgical lighting was illuminating the sweat on her forehead, which

curled up his lips and thought that Herman was right. He had fallen for Winona, which would probably last for his entire lifetime, and he was going

as she collapsed to the floor. There was blood on her palms, and the blood used to belong to Matt. She hugged

her field of vision. A warm palm

with enmity in her eyes, “Get

you that resentful of me? Won’t you give me

just go. I won’t kill you now because your life was saved by