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It had been a week since Anon was assigned to the Task Force 141 military base. Even though he was the new nurse, it was almost every day that wounded soldiers went to the infirmary to be treated. Even without being at war, it seems that the training was quite tough, and every time a soldier walked through the door, they were with a dislocated arm or covered in scrapes or bruises. And today, was no exception.
Soldier: “G-god… it hurts a lot,” he said with difficulty, gritting his teeth against the splint in his mouth
Anon: “Okay. I’m almost done. Hold on a little longer,” he said determinedly, finishing putting his dislocated shoulder back into place
A few moments passed and a crack is heard.
Anon: “Good. Be more careful next time,” he said sighing Now lie down and rest said to the soldier who was sitting on the stretcher
Soldier: “T-thank you nurse…” he said with difficulty, lying down on the stretcher and closing his eyes
Anon nodded to the soldier, got up and closed the curtains, so that the soldier could rest with more privacy.
When turning around, Ghost and Konig entered the infirmary door.











